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Adrian Britton
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Descending beyond the downward spiral, where shadows know your fate and mirrors reflect the darkness of a soul. Know yourself before you’re asked!
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The shadow that follows
Ever patiently waiting
Watching it’s pray
Stalking the living

Time has no meaning
Age has no limit
Life has no value
Wealth has no power

One lapse in a thought
Wrong place at a moment
Mistaken Identity
Brainwashed with a hate

Shadows cold touch
Breathe in death’s embrace
Scratching that pulse of cognition
The perception fighting to push forward
A knowledge regressed for protection
Hidden memories of connections
A sporadic echoing of partial instructions
Pains pierce through neurons like needles

Time hangs in limbo like infinite nightmares of nothing

Fog gathering
Storms that stir inside the mind
Thunder that rolls like thoughts of conflict
Lightening that sparks muscles that spasm in rage
Memories that flash pulse in patterns of pain
The darkness falls like a blanket of despair
Demons inaudible whispering insults deafen the ears.
Old eyes bleed tears of life
The ominous cloud of dread stalks the air of anxious anticipation
Shortened breaths gasping from the throttling choke of manipulation
The failure of obedience tightens the grip
Conform and comply, tick this box, make this list
There’s no need to hide
Ignore this foot
It’s not your
Choice
But smile
Hypothetical scenario

If another species of life came to earth and kidnapped the 1% elite people on Earth.

Would humanity mourn or celebrate?

Would we say..
“Please return them, we can’t survive without them.”
Or would we say..
“Keep them, they’re your problem now.”

🤔
What does it say about us as a species when 1% own more wealth then 95% of humanity?

Where leaders threaten and manipulate for power.

Where religion is used to rage wars.

What value is there on life?

Who wants to live in a world that’s deliberately broken by 1% for profit and greed for power.
This isn’t life
It wasn’t the dream I was sold
The future I was promised
This prison called society

Five decades
I’ve watch them lie
I’ve listened to their stories
I believed in their dreams

Each year
Another war is raging
Setbacks because of recession
Inflation more taxes higher debt

I’m tired
The moment between reality and anxiety

The fog of mental distress

Crushing pain pulsing through the brain

Piercing silent noise of depression

Emptying rational thoughts into chaotic scenarios

Panic beats the heart like it’s attempt to escape

Eyes burn

Hands shake

Limbs fail

The void engulfs
The demon stirs impatiently
Stares through the darkened soul

An involuntary twitch pokes the rage within
It’s whispers taunt a worn out thought

Vengeful is the breath that fills the air
Spiteful is the eyes that are filled with hate

The demon grins
It’s time to begin
As silence falls around
Where is the here and now

That moment past
Was there and then

The yet to see
Will be soon and seen

Time waits for no one

So if I stop in the here and now

Will I become the there and then

Then who will be the soon and seen

What will become the here and now
Will it be here there and now next
Fighting back the thoughts of self defeat.
Bruises on the dreams.
Black eye shines the soul.
Body’s beaten by my brain.

Silence is a luxury.
Freedom is a gift.
Sanity is a virtue.

Cursing echoes in the rain.
Kicking visions in the dark.
Fighting ghosts, never ends.

No strength to lift the head.
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Know Yourself

From the darkest depths to the most enlightened thoughts.

The actions you wish to take to the restraints you place upon yourself.

Them times you choose to be alone to the embrace of others.

Remember!

Only you know the journey ahead.

They are guests in your world.

Open the door.
Rude awakening throughout the night

Night terrors

Unhinged dreams

Disturbances of voices

Movements in the walls

Flashes in the dark with no origin or source

Pulsating vibration that shakes the bed

None logical thoughts unbalanced concentration

Repeated migraines

Tick tick tack tack tap tap
Distant light brings terror at night.
Feeds on fear and Blinds the mind.
Senses flood with illusions to fight.
No friend nor enemy only self preservation overwhelms the soul.

Silence will wash this lucid unconscious chaos psychosis

Wake up!
Time to….

Tap, tap, tap, blink.

End transmission
Well I was thinking…

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And then I was left with just one choice, but was it really that important?
Think about it!
I want to scream!
Let out the rage, fury and anger.
Release the outrage.
Expel the disgust.

I want to shout so loud the world hears me, let go of everything that’s bad, everything that’s wrong.

I want to grab life, yell at it and shake its foundations till it falls.

Listen to me I see you!
Our perception of reality arises from an interpretive framework of quantum electrodynamics, where interactions between charged particles and fields shape the observable universe.

Time bears witness to our existence, age reveals itself not as a measure of life, but as a momentary echo of decay.
Opening a door to view through a window that shows a mirror reflecting a mirror that’s visible of a window that has a door behind it that’s open.

When a ball is thrown from the window, you immediately receive the ball back and you instantly see a ball go through both mirrors and the other window.
A stone is thrown and breaks a window.

From the point of X when the stone is thrown, you cannot alter its trajectory or its outcome, this would create a paradox.

But by manipulating the space it travels through, you can control when the stone breaks the window.

Thus keeping events observable.
Temporal Bypass

An opposing spin or symmetry between black holes might enable a loophole in causality — allowing information from a highly dilated region A to reach a less dilated region B2 before B1 perceives those events.
A structure that bends the future light cone back into the past light cone.
The time has come
To say fair’s fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share

The time has come
A fact’s a fact
It belongs to them
Let’s give it back

How can we dance
When our earth is turning?
How can we sleep
When our beds are burning?

Midnight Oil
Beds are Burning
1987
I was sold a future that doesn’t exist.

1986
1992
1998

We walk slowly into a future where there are multiple paths split between reality and the controlled.

Chaos approaches sanity with vengeance.

If you know you know.

Did you see the echoes from the memories.

?
That sounds like a making of a track.

If the Smokie’s can make a track “Back to Bradford”
Then it’s only right you make one..
“Bus left me leaving Bradford”

🤘
Where the rock meets the ocean

Twice daily beaten by the sea
Dragged by sands that steal its seat

It watches every sun rise
Bakes in the summers heat

It’s sides shows scars of time
Yet patiently it waits
Putting pebbles in their place
Crushing stones to more sand

So it can move to see the sea