Reflect Deflex

Honestly, I have no idea what this is about. It’s vaguely political for sure. Maybe you can have a go at it, as Northrop Frye says: The poet is not the ultimate judge of his art. (Though he can put on the “critic hat” so to speak, and become one of the many critics for his or her work.)

I’ll also put a note about TSP at the end for those who read the serial.

They’re moving
Forces you do not know, but you could understand.
Missionary, anti-Missionary
Politics, the wake of war,

Cold wars are heating up again.
South Africa, kill the whites.
Don’t cover it, cover it up
Our permissible genocide
In the making.

Waking.

Wake the sleeping giants, wake the beast
Don’t close your eyes don’t stop your feet.
We know, you know: Man is not judged
for what we did not know.

But is knowledge is power,
You know or ignore it,
The world may rot inside your fingers.
(That the world may know peace…)
To whom shall the blame be taken?
For whom does the bell toll?
Executive orders is not a strong plea.
Walk into the pain of the light,
And lift up the rocks,
Sear the parasite.

Watch world.
Watch the world.

Daniel Triumph.

Few references in this piece I have no issues pointing out:

  • Cold wars are heating up again. Megadeth, from “Blackmail the Universe.”
  • South Africa, kill the whites. This is literally happening. Racism, torture, death. And the mass media is silent on it for some reason… (can you guess why? White people can’t be victims!) Katie Hopkins is keeping an eye on it. Here’s a decent link if you’re interested: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AXDpvN4V-RY
  • Wake the sleeping giants, wake the beast. Metallica, from “Shoot Me Again”
  • That the world may know peace… This was a sort of mantra that a few characters from Oretachi Ni Tsubasa Wa Nai (…Under the Innocent Sky) said when he was stressed. It’s an anime, although it’s definitely rated 18+, so keep that in mind if you want to look into it. (Talked about it a bit in an old blog piece of mine.)
  • For whom does the bell toll? A loose reference to Metallica’s “For Whom the Bell Tolls.” To be honest, I’m not that familiar with the song, just the title. I really only know St. Anger.
  • Reflex Deflex. A reference to a type of bow. It’s a form of longbow/recurve bow.

For readers of The Solune Prince!

The 17th chapter, Jagged Assembly II, will be out, for sure, next Thursday. Of course, this doesn’t count as a “missed week” according to the schedule, as I set as guarantees every second week OR every week.

It’s exam time, and the safety net of every second week is in play here. Anyway, see you then. Looks like the narrative is getting a cool little sub plot for a few of the characters.

Here are some links:

Have fun! Bye!

Fathomable Digression II

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Alexandre Dirge M.A.

The goth types are now
The grunge types are now
The nu metal types are now the
The old school anime types are now the
The depressed types are now

Identifying as who they were yesterday,
Not who they want to be tomorrow.

12

Anyone whose favourite colour is red
Might be suspicious.

I like purple and green and orange.
She likes yellow >:3

13

You don’t have to love me
You only have to choose me.

Love is kind of dangerous anyway but
Intimacy is nice :3

Jin and Salt (small)

14

Corruption in the scriptures.
Tell me who Thomas is, and what is his gospel?

Corruption in the scriptures.
Why didn’t Erasmus print in his bible
John’s Comma (1 John 5:7–8)?
“The first and second edition texts did not include the passage  that has become known as the Comma Johanneum.”
It was added to the Vulgate. Who has the wool?
Is it over your eyes?

No. Go back to the old.
Go ask thee a rabbi.*
They will tell you.
Christ was a Jew, so to be like Jesus,
You need to ask yourself,
What should you do?
Why not ask a Jew.*

(* I am not Jewish, or Christian. Don’t come to me with your religious issues unless you want a debate. My knuckles are wet with the sweat of debate. I’m ready.)

15

Yeah…

It’s time to gut Hollywood
Of it’s rot.

Make it new (Ezra Pound)!
Make it old (Jeff Derksen).

FILL THE CRACKS IN
WITH JUDICIAL GRANITE.
(Megadeth 1990)

Part 1

Daniel Triumph.

Fathoms
Impressions

Passive Regressions 3

Passive Regressions 1
Passive Regressions 2

27

Unlike you, I’m not vision to my self,
you piece of sh-

and yet, what has happened
But nothing?

28

I could be the something other,
I could rain you joy.
Something like a real lover

Boys we aren’t just…toys

I heard what you said, kitten,
say it again, you’re so…bold
Bold—getting late, lover,
Have a little faith I can
run but, don’t.

Pack up your things
Throw your baggage away
Take it back up, but just keep it away,
Keep it out from your eyes,
Keep it keep it away, carry it on your back,
Keep it moving ahead keep on moving ahead and I

But I really want to say,
Oh oh why don’t you stay?
Hey now, no I know what to say,
You can choose you can say,
Want a house or a home, want a prison or a slave
Or a choice? Choice?

Is it o-kay?

Throw your love out to the winds out
Oh and just be…good
Chemistry’s for those who know it,
Those who stay com-posed,
I—
Can’t we
Chill, be okay,
Should I push you away,
Should I clamp
Should I damp
Should I rot,
Sleep on a cot
Sleep away,
It’ll be
okay,

29

Hey, it’s so nice to see you again,
You’re a, little cutie to me.

You know that I like, what I like is a friend
But you, you seem not want to end.

It’s a kind like nothing…
And I fear not fear no,
we don’t put too much effort in,
But I really like you,
And I know for a fact—I want something soon,
And I feel like it’s you,
But I—————————
——————————rot
——I know for a fact that you’re—

If I gave you my hands,
Would you take in my hands,
Would grab, grabby hands,
Would you come with me?
Would you come with me?
Would you stay with me?
Here’s the contract, see?

Would you stay with me?

30

You live it or lie it,
You Livin’ A LIE YET?

WAKE THE SLEEPING DOGS, DON’T LET THEM SLEEP
WAKE THE SLEEPING GIANT, WAKE THE BEAST.

Nuclear battlefields // energize.
Cold wars are heating up again!

The tension’s mounting, people,
Lift up your hands, feel my face.

touch

Daniel Triumph.

Active Impressions

Fathomable Impressions

P.S.:
This piece is, like, months old.
Not sure why it was sitting in drafts for so long.

Oh nevermind, these poems are really contentious lol.


Written September 18, 2018.
Edited today.

Whew! This one’s a doozy,
You have been warned.

“Feel the pain
of those inferior beings
As you burn in hell.”

— The poetic voice of Kratos Aurion, 2003

Returned from the Hanger

Come into my empty body,
A rotting corpse that once was proud.
Ate alive by my depression,
Abandoned ’cause I am a coward.
Emotion systems overloaded
Neck got smashed ‘ the way down.

Possibly I’ve had too much,
But never did you ‘ enough.

I lost my fingers to your hungers
I lost those fingers to my hungers
I cannot feel a thing
I’ve killed myself
I’ve run away
And on the other side they say

Suicide comes from cowardice
It is an act of selfishness.
You only ever think of yourself,
And you’ll never get her back if you are like this;

Fuck you and get out of here
Medallion noose
Won’t snap my neck,
It snaps itself.
But neck got smashed on the way back down.

Possibly I’ve been too weak
But never have I given up

I return to the Hangar
I know too much
I open my eyes, skull in a brace
I open my mind, what will it take
I take the world, my fucking world
I’ll have your life

Coward no more
Run into my fears
It is the cure.
“Conquer me,” it is a dare.

2

Oh no.
I’m having a really bad night.
I will return to you armed with your own little truths.
I will return once you are ready for the damage I cause.
I have returned armed with pages of text, and I’ve seen a clear way to die.
Oh no? Even after all of it, I am here.
Oh no?
Oh yes.

3

Sometimes you have to realize everything they’ve done for you.
They were always there, even on Wednesday.
They always came back, and even this time,
She promised to come back again.

But she cannot be trusted.
Half-truths are still lying by omission.
In Nothing we trust.
You will have to trust her,
even though she will not trust you.
You will have to trust her, though she will not trust you.

Trust is bought not earned. Trust first and wish not ’till death.
Trust is earned not bought. Trust and you May be trusted again.

I wrack in pain, I feel in ruined.
My thoughts wracked with pain, I am in ruin.
Filled with anxieties fall into depression,
She forgets I am bipolar, and winter is coming.
Spring will fall where she is, it is another world.
My becomes winter, she comes into summer.

Come in unto my winter
The sun is out, love me in the light

She is like a princess,
A creature of fantasy,
A Nixie, or a Njuzu?
She is a slut, she would deny it.
She has come in unto others, but she would
not so much as commit verbal intimacy with you.

There are no words, who are you
The broken and desperate kind, walled off from love.
And you would sleep with someone so young,
And yet you would not give our relationship a—
Away from me you would run, you are a coward
Surely you are more interested in sex than love.

Taste the cyanide
It is natural,
Take a breath of me not,
I am natural.

“I have to live my life.”
If this is life, kill me now.

Where is my —? Is this she? This child who dodges and hides the self?

All is forgiven, let’s keep going.
‘Till then, it is a grudge match.
t s ‘ grdge mtch nd ‘ bw t,
But you also call the rematches.
Give in, give up, you are subject
Drop the cross you are the subject.

Just know, my love, I’ll call the shots.
My sonnet form comes apart
whenever you approach me from the dark.

forevermore, run away, not from me

Run into the fay, I step in light of day
Conquer thee.

Poisoned me when we Meet

I sip my rum
I am in love
You sip my smile
Who are you?

Won’t you tell me, my love?
Why do you hide?
I’m an outcast.
I get up and leave.

I don’t fuck around, I just look to survive
…But without her, sooth, I will never thrive.

5

You are the foundation, the skeleton of my life
Without you, I am pretty on the outside, but empty inside.

Angry Again,
I feel like a criminal,
Like taking the neck
Or Breaking the Law.

6

Tried fast-tracking.

Nope.

I’m a slow guy.

Hi, my lovely!

7

Th’ loudest voices win,
So don’t be scared my love.
I will oppress thy enemies,
And impress thy friends.

Loud is a brave and
idiot conviction
Love is louder
than hate.

Call to my opponents,
To a war of words.
Take my hand my love,
don’t need say anything;

I will clear the road; Follow me!
as we conquer the world. Hallow thee!

Raving

Of course I am a failure,
Don’t lie to me again.
Your words are distant from your actions.
What you say is not what you do.
(And so fuck you!)

Of course I am a failure,
Where are you now?
Of course I am a failure,
You are no longer by my side.
(Well fuck you too!)

https://mega-depth.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/04/MegadethTheSystemHasFailed.jpg
The System has Failed (2004), The only Megadeth album in which Dave Mustaine was the only official band member. The vocals and music videos feature and credit his two children. When friends fail, family is there.

You are not a failure,
I am.
You did nothing wrong,
But I left.
You tell yourself
You tell yourself that nothing’s wrong

Without you in my soul,
Without you in my sight,
I did everything wrong.
I need you in my life
And I have failed
failed myself;yourself.

But you treated me like a princess,
You did nothing wrong

Stop—
Have I been treating you as one should a princess?

Did you ever think I’d get lonely
Did you ever thing that I needed love?

and not as the young woman you are?
Truly this is a form of lie.
Truly I am the failure
“We lie to each other so much
that in nothing we TRUST” (Megadeth 1997).

You in your hands have always held the knife. You cut me every single night.
You look at our relationship, and every time the rope between us gets too strong,

Take your blade and cut into it.
Separate instead of explorate.

I can see your heart.
It is weak and sensitive to (the world.)
It wants to be open. It wants the joy of (the world.)
But you’ve walled it off
You are distanced from (the world.)
Your heart it yearns for (it) but you say no

“We’ll see.”
“I don’t know.”
“I don’t lie.”
“Maybe.”
Because you would keep the weak heart safe and yet,
It will never become tough and noble
If you shelter and coddle,
If you hide from (the world.)

Now take it back, replace (the world.)
With me.

But you hold a knife, and I watch you,
I watch you saw away at my rope, my connection,
The only thing I have, my words
Our messages
I am the Messenger.

I am the Messenjah.
I am the Messenjah?
I am the Messenjah,
I am the Messenjah!

I will return to you with
sword of the soul.
Like me it is a failure,
The sword in the hand.
Like me it rusted prestige.
And sharpen me.

Wash away the rust,
Don’t leave it here to rust.

I am the sunset, you are my sunrise; our relationship is the night and day of my life, your life.
I am the action, and you are the thought
I am the knowledge, and you the wise
(oh Sophia! Maybe I’m Chloe!)
I am the body, you are the words.
I am the poet and you are the muse.
Come to me, or I can come to you.
I am deficient of you!

Unwhole. Unwholly.

But I need space.
I am a madman,
a psychotic an neurotic.
I can try to be uncrazy.
Maybe alone I will stay crazy.

Abandon me if you must,
Tragedy comes from lust.

But you could be my victory!

(Am I a failure?)
(Is intimacy possible?)

Will you ever see who I am?

9 (known by some as Hate)

Have you ever met someone
Who, it feels like, it’s impossible to be mean to?

You’re such a bitch

I am sad, come back!
I am weak, I make mistakes,
Will I ever be forgiven?
Or faced on Judgement Day with a rejection

Oh my love…
I found the parts of you that I hate but
In the·IMMORTAL·WORDS·OF·RICK·ASTLEY,
I’m never gonna give you up!

>:3
:3 !

Part 2

Daniel Triumph.

Trigger warning: You’ll live man.

10

Now,

I have to find someone…where are you?
I have to find me and then,
I’ll have to find you too.

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Dialect(ic)

Happy Halloween, here’s a terrifying thought…!

Upon my podium, as the
Know it all scholar
Down in my seat of judgment
Gavel’s bang, uphold the law
Up on my soapbox, a leader
Out to change the world
Down in my pulpit as the
holier-than-thou,
could-be-messenger of God!

— “Holy Wars… The Punishment Due” (1990)

Man
Liberal
Open
Future
War
Metaphysical
Divine
Capitalist
Expendable
At my expense
End Censorship
Freedom
Rights
Patriarchy
Domination
Torturing
Suicide
Megadeth
Iron Maiden
King
CEO
Create

Woman
Conservative
Conscientious
Past
Peace
Physical
lol how primitive
Communist
Valuable
At your expense
Be Nice
Safety
Responsibility
Wives make most Marriage decisions
Let them think their dominating
Smothering
Suicide Attempts
Metallica
Judas Priest
Kingmaker
Warlord
Enforce

Human
Intentional
Thoughtful
Present
Struggle
Both
Mythical
Trade
Alive
At our expense
Speak Freely
Law
Freedom
“And Sarah laughed within herself”
Negotiation
Society’s Failures, by the Numbers
One of these is superior by volume
All of NWOBHM
Subject
Individual
Live
Soul

And remember kids, rationality is nested within emotion—they cannot be separated.
If logic is your core value, you actually become irrational!