Hashish is honestly one of the more interesting books that I have read lately. Published in 1902 by Oscar A. H. Schmitz it is one of the first books to appear in Germany for the category of Drug Literature. You find yourself completely immersed into these short stories of decadence, sadism, Satanism, drug use and … Continue reading Hashish
I remember walking towards the truck with the keys in my hand. To many keys, she always had to many keys. It was warm and the wind was blowing a fair bit. I walked through the police lockup gate and stepped onto the gravel. The gravel was loose and crunched underneath my feet breaking the … Continue reading Aftermath of a Suicide
Numbness, why can't I feel myself? My soul tingles from its loss, Oh I feel to much! I feel to much! Overloaded, so overwhelmed, useless I am useless! Nothing, I am nothing! Black swirls in my mind, in my heart, memories, darkness, help me! God! Where are you? Don't you love me? I hate you! … Continue reading The Struggle
The world groans In its agony. For decadence Pollutes its people. Darkness enriches itself As light is snuffed out, Everywhere retreating, Disappearing. The art of butchery Is highly honed As war spreads Its tendrils Across the globe. Terrorizing the weak, Emboldening the strong. Suffering has become The norm which Life is based upon. ©2018 If … Continue reading The World Suffers
Voice about me never cease in the cacophony. Why can't they realize that they obstruct my thoughts so to seize my muse who is throttled and bashed by their incessant chatter. Dragged through the mud to be lashed to a cross of death. Their laughter rings in my ears, damn demons, for which I have … Continue reading Silence!