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Nebulae Architect

carry on, carrion!

About Me


I am me.

My Interests

Writing, reading, drinking, music, fogscapes, tunnels. And drawing. MyGen Profile Generator

I'd like to meet:


The Gunslinger. MyGen Profile Generator

Music:

Yes

Movies:

Preferrably NOT happyenders MyGen Profile Generator

Television:

Seldom MyGen Profile Generator

Books:

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Heroes:

Man is his own jackal and hero.

My Blog

Children of No Tomorrow

It was certainly the moonThat once urged us to diveIn this maelstrom of pompous gloom.But it was so many burials ago... Slime-edged, our dreams gallop now -Prophetically turbulent, as always.And it fe...
Posted by Nebulae Architect on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 01:18:00 PST

Graves of Steel

What have we ever had to loseThat to regret it?Still, these billows of cosmic woeStream from everywhere... A maelstrom of memoriesExtracted from piles of ashes.Meant for impaling us higherWith saturni...
Posted by Nebulae Architect on Sun, 24 Aug 2008 07:55:00 PST

The Once Prophets Creep Now

Downward the hellix of spectral screams:It is weird how wishes twist true,As guided by aphelious instincts...These colossal lightnings salute youThe fanfares' echoes from imposing castlesAre supposed ...
Posted by Nebulae Architect on Sat, 09 Aug 2008 11:15:00 PST

Cataracts of Decay

Plunging under the rusty lightsOozing from the clefts of moribund worlds,Intact in my delirious triumphI'm getting to know the fragility of words All the vigour of a Dream I once hadNow retu...
Posted by Nebulae Architect on Sat, 12 Jul 2008 01:03:00 PST

The Change

These roaring billows in crimson and blueSound like they're tamed at last.The fathomless depths of emptied woundsStart weaving mind-blasting insights Yes, the wisdom of this pulsating inferno,As long ...
Posted by Nebulae Architect on Tue, 17 Jun 2008 09:11:00 PST

Of Secrets And Men

It was about time for these thornsTo start rising higher,Still, there's something entrancingIn being abstractedFrom paths supposed to be righteous.Oh, adolescent unholyness...Tonight the front line of...
Posted by Nebulae Architect on Fri, 23 May 2008 03:29:00 PST

Cycle

I pushed myself to the heart ofBitter fatalism-structured vortex,As their rituals' parallel wrathWas making its way to the surfaceWith one single, tremedous outburstOf visions so ice-hot in their arch...
Posted by Nebulae Architect on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 08:49:00 PST

Bleeding Titches

It looks like you can’t get enoughOf that farcical roundabout:Pondering over your pompous epitaphsEverytime you end up aground Just because you were once more remindedThat the world will keep tu...
Posted by Nebulae Architect on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 08:03:00 PST

The Other End of the Road

Now that all the barriers have fallenAnd the wind has finally started to Speak,I must say it was simply not worth the tears.Nor these sips of shivering joy The only thing that matters for realIs this ...
Posted by Nebulae Architect on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 05:33:00 PST

At the Guillotine of Time

When citric apathy begins to carry you furtherOnward the fields of archaic slumber,You cease to see miracles behind these curtains:It does teach, their hunger Hence, incandescent insights start rollin...
Posted by Nebulae Architect on Thu, 20 Mar 2008 02:45:00 PST