Collective Conciousness

( ( ( R a i n b o w . C h i l d r e n ) ) ) - C H A P T E R : 1 - Through The Palace Of Shadows

2008-08-15T06:03:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Magic Lantern: Feasting on Energy to Gateway

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Chapter 1
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emptiness. warmth. silence. light.

three. eight. swarms.

black. white. bclak wtihe.

smiles. cheers. sounds. visions.

space. time. freedom. forever.
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the first thing i remember as I opened my eyes was the clear golden sky. its immensity, though truly freeing, was beyond even my comprehension.

the image of falling from the heavens, like a message sent through some alien syntax, flashed in my mind knocking me back and forth as I waited patiently for my subconscious to end its flirting with that vivid dream.

the earth looked beautiful from up there.
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As i laid there in the sand, captured by the warm rays of the sun, I hear noises in the background that draw my attention. I tilt my head to see two girls, both having similar tie-dyed colored pants and the multi colored dreadlocks, laughing and chatting about how beautiful the celebration was and about the stories of love, peace and happiness that were told by the Elders of a utopia.

Eternal Elysium.

I gather my thoughts as the chill of the morning breeze forcefully sweeps me awake, her kisses are cold, reminding me that my journey to those gates of slumber had passed. As I try to get up i realized that i held something in my hand. I look down to see that it is a book, the weight of it pressing against my palm didn't strike me at first, but i soon knew the actual value of its contents.

"Through The Palace Of Shadows" is a book about two astronauts, out on a routine maintenance check , their conversation , before and after, a malfunction in the locking mechanism throws them helplessly into space. it accounts the conversation they had, while still within communication range, until the oxygen ran out of their suits.

Not instantly knowing why i had it with me I flip through the pages, to my amazement, finding the “space dives” – acid stamps - that i had attained from Xeraph still intact. now i knew why I had it with me.

I look to the heavens and smile.

”praise the gods”.

bright. blue. morning love.

Perfection.

I've done dives before, but they were especially hard to get so this was special.

Xeraph had said that these were stronger than the previous, the previous blots I had were the “white owls”, ones I had done

As i stepped into the palace, these blots were called “iron monkeys” for their exceptionally fast come on, i knew, it was going to be a great day.

om...

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 13 ] - Carnival of LIght

2008-05-17T09:44:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Magic lantern - Untitled

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All I hear are whispers. unable. unable to decipher any true meaning. vibrations. it's all i can feel. amazing. the colours that adore these skies. searching....unknown....unidentified infiltrator....beast like creature...origin....unknown....probability of escape .... unknown.... strength....unknown...program....leviathan...action...destroyer....unable to comprehend direct reference...2...execute...rainbow viper program....initiate....complex algorithmic solution....the answer...deciphering...99%.......................96%.................83%.........................53%....................4%.............
program terminate..........ERROR!.......if the universe is the answer........what is the question?....

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 12 ] - T r u t h

2008-01-29T06:09:00.000-08:00

Listening to: Queen Elephantine - Plasma Thaw

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Like most entities,we strive to survive. Along our journey we meet similar beings that might share our course. So we believe,that our story will be told. told for years to come. and people will remember. not now,not ever. those beings aren't what you though they were.vile.decrepit. why cant we see things for what they are. we cover them up with gunk from years and years of cerebral torture. why must they act a certain way for there to be trust.loyalty.love.

if we dont open our eyes.and feel with our hearts.the truth will be lost.

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 11 ] - A w a r e n e s s

2007-08-31T15:13:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Zozobra - The Blessing

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Sight.my one fear of loosing.took a hit again.met someone who showed me the way too paradise.dont know if he's been there.Im flying.......slow......but smiling......just the way i like it........cause you know....even if you dont show it....you know....exactly where you are....i dont know if anyone will read this....but dont really care...friends have changed....changes in friends..... im free....my flight....my destination...i'll tell you when i want to land......goodbye friends......

the sky has fallen.the sea has died.and the earth will perish. - Scroll four: lord of souls -: through souls divided by god :-

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 10 ] - H a p p i n e s s

2007-07-26T09:29:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Boris - Red

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From the light and into the darkness....there's a new life in the world....smiles....cries...at least it knows that theres somewhere it can go when it's cold...lonely....our paths may differ...but our goal is common...happiness....i wish it for all...all the ones that i care about...the ones that have hurt me...the ones that have left me....cause the most important lesson learnt from life is never giving up,knowing you've tried your best,and having no regrets....all hail !!!! - dorian -

the sky has fallen.the sea has died.and the earth will perish. - Scroll three: lord of souls -: arcadias tears :-

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 10 ] - c h o i c e

2007-06-10T11:58:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Earth - Living in the gleam of an unsheated sword - Live

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he wepth before me.like a child.allowing me to enter the world that is his.the world which he wants to change.he wants my help.he knows im capable.he knows my anger.it wasnt foreseeable.but now its down to him.

[ the more they push,the more they will know who i really am.pass the skin.pass the muscle and flesh.unwavering.but this time it wont be the thunder that is deafening but the calm..... ] - d o r i a n -

the sky has fallen.the sea has died.and the earth will perish. - Scroll two: lord of souls -: the wanderer :-

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 9 ] - a n g e r

2007-06-05T11:18:00.000-07:00

Listening to:Nadja - tremble [ trembled ]

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those fuckers will listen to me.when the time has come ofcourse....for me to speak.my voice will be heard.and they will remember my name.and they will remember what i said.and they will be scared.and to always know,never ,never to fuck with me. all that have hurt me will pay.in provenance or death.so all we have to do is be strong.and never forget the past.cause thats where all the answers lie. fuck them.....fuck those non believers.........the ones who will never seen the colors of a rainbow in thier equal serenity......thinking that the world revolves around them......it is time....they will remember my name................and they will remember wrath......

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the sky has fallen.the sea has died.and the earth will perish. - Scroll one: lord of souls -: the qhalmah destroyer :-

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 8 ] - l o s t . i n . t i m e

2007-06-05T01:25:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Boris - Introduction [ Akuma No Uta ]

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the connection was lost.......total darkness.......floating around in an endless void......light.....i hear beeps.....more beeps...silence.......gateway acquired......back online.......

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 7 ] - c h a n g e

2007-05-20T09:22:00.000-07:00

Listening to: TOOL - Eon Blue Apocolypse [ Lateralus ]

dont think.feel

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i havent written anything in a while,been busy looking for a job and wondering what im gonna do with my life.i've got 2 options,i could suck it up and just do anything that comes my way. or im just gonna curl up and die.im grimacing both.came back from a trip recently.actually just yesterday.....there were 5,and it was wrong from the get go.it just didnt feel right.it didnt fit.everything.it just didnt work.dont ask me.cause i was asking myself the same question....the whole time.but....to cut a long story short.I've got jane by myside now so im not to fucked aout how the others feel.or what the others think.im just not gonna do it anymore.i'll have to do it alone.thats the best.....so nobody gets hurt.no words exchanged.not glances given.....(the songs changed to TARANTULA HAWK - BURROW,it's a 45'' track,amazing progresive psychedelic dark ambient metal.....trust me).so yeah....Im on my own.....again.........

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 6 ] - O n c e . A n d . F o r . A l l

2007-05-14T10:26:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Disagree - The Enemy [ At The End Of The Day]

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[will i ever stand before god,let alone with my head held high to tell him that i did everything i could with all that he as given me? ]

water.drips down my cheeks.forever.eternal.lost.void.space.black.smile.cry.as i rub the tears.smash.anger.calm.forgiveness.meditation.understanding.stop.fly.......and never return...

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 6 ]

2007-05-13T09:08:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Earth - Mirage [ HEX : or Printing In The Infernal Method ]

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I honestly feel empty now, like i don't know anymore, a hollow vessel, riding the waves of the never ending plunge into obscurity .Everythings been wrong.i wanna regroup.make things how they were before.undo all my mistakes.all the wrong things i said.all the chances i missed.cross out all the "WHAT IF'S".I'm gonna be leaving for a while.To find myself.My true self.Who i really am...........

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 5 ] - T h e . F i n a l . G o o d b y e

2007-05-12T08:58:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Jimi Hendrix - Little Wing

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i think this is finally it.no more games.just the truth.it's easier this way.no baggage.no exchange of famous last words.it breaks me.but it has to be done.for the better of both.at least one of us is seeing it that way.sometimes i wish things were easier done than said.don't you think it would have made things easier? but i guess hurt is there for a reason,to remind us that we cared,and that we cared true,that we cared sincere,with no regrets...i guess that's all that matters....just as long as you know within yourself that you've given it your all,to throw caution into the wind and let the chips fall into place.........I'll walk away.......it's easier this way.......

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 4 ] - T h e . B e g i n n i n g

2007-05-10T21:01:00.000-07:00

Listening to: ISIS - Wrist of Kings [ In The Absence of Truth ]

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Somethings happening real soon.I can feel it.A rift.a change.in myself.nothing to do with the consortium of time or anything but just something within me.I'm not sure if it's a good change or an ugly one.A friends birthday is coming up soon.God knows how that's gonna turn out.i know i can't hide away from responsibility of being a good friend.I remember W b'day,ha ha, wicked night,that's all i can afford to smile for.a second.anything else would be fake as i know me and W aren't the same either.There's something inside of me eating away at what ever humanity i have left leaving me with a husk of emotionless void. i don't know how we grew apart, it was in between the X and the LSD,it has to be.....In between Earthcore in the park and being on the ninth floor at Westfield shopping complex having our brians ripped apart by our own trancending neurotic overload. Would i have done anything different? NO! it's because of experiences like that,unforgettable, we evolve, change, into who we're suppose to be,whether fact or fiction,it brings out the darker side of you,the true you,the one that wants to live,not just be a husk.....and watch as leaves fall to the ground.

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 3 ]

2007-05-10T07:21:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Disagree - The Enemy [ At The End Of The Day ]

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We haven't spoken for over two years,we both don't know what's been happening in each others lives.We used to be really close,but that aeon's ago.I know there's a lot of hurt between us, between all of us L ,S , J , A even myself, I'm starting to wonder if before i die,some surreal genius will think up a working time-machine,not for myself,I've made my peace,it's a two way thing,everyone keeps telling me i can't put the blame on myself,and yet how come it always feels like I'm the one to blame,nobody else seems to care,sometimes i wish i was more like them.i guess if i was,things would be a slightly different,for me especially.Took to many hits to the head when i was young,death,sadness,confusion, then when i was a teen came the rebelliousness,the wonderful letdown of friends and ones that were once loved,i guess nobody recovers from that.i wont go on...can't really think anymore.....

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- The Taste Of Freedom -

L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 2 ]

2007-05-09T20:40:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Nick Drake - Pink Moon [ Pink Moon ]

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My brain is dying...I don't even know what to write about anymore.How did it all turn out like THIS? It never used to be this hard,at least not to the point of being challenging,i was always good...at something...can't really remember anymore either,,just speckles of dust cluttered at the back of my cerebellum....you know the feeling, when you take your first full-blown flight into the abyss,and the flight number reads "DVD" with the color red representing its venom.You fly, you fly as high as you can,doing your best to forget all the things that hurt you along the way, the "DVD" helps tremendously, like a little pilot in your head that steers you clear of gravity's vicious pull and brings you up,up to the top of the acacia tree,where you sit,for minutes,hours, until realities cold hands reach out to you to give you a helping hand on your way down,crashing through every branch that you tried to escape...My brain is dying...i miss my friends...i miss being atop the acacia tree...flying...cold hands........CRASH!!

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L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 1 ]

2007-05-09T09:54:00.000-07:00

Listening to: Tarantula Hawk

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So here goes....Apparently starting something ( i don't even know why i chose to do a blog ) wasn't as easy as i taught it would be, but i just needed to do something, to get the ball rolling of sorts, trying to get a job has been futile,but being a person that never gives up I'll just keep trudging along ( i guess, since personally falsifying whatever hope i had that by having a degree it would have been much easier to actually fit into this draconian society that freely passes judgement) i just got back a few months back after completing my degree and having been blindsided by the enormous fact that i was in a foreign country for the past one year, having met amazing friends,formed connections,and with a blink of an eye,I'm at the airport with the by the minute flight announcement ringing through those large speakers and slowly clawing at my brain. i have no clue where to start,or what to write,or how to even go about this,no....no,I'm not gonna buy a gun and go postal on everybody, where's the machismo in that? maybe if i had one of those rocket launchers O_o ........I'll figure something out.... BOOM!!!

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