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Since the Scope Turned Out of Nature
Saturday, March 21, 2009

Can never find any words
Cannot conceive and
let so unafraid of the retirement
with the works traced in disinterest
the blame is incomplete
convinced by the mistaken hold
directed to the disease of war at hand
I strike out leaving the overrated
dosage of the waves without submission
When I think of signifying
I only express unknown
even I felt the stranger
intruding though I never destroy
for this will be the last time
I watch the sound of failing wrong
Can never see
Cannot feel even in surreality


Erika Ruiz | 22:50 |


For I Confess the Ocean to Dislocate Vindiction

On the other side, on the lighter side
You're only blown in a memory
that I will fail to disjoint from the heartless
tortured abdomen of the denied lifeline
I received from the dying sun
the burden remains to rest on me
I fear my mind drown in black blood
the formula does not work that I sense
limit to this winding worth
pensively trying to ridicule loathing
wayward inward dissecting
to the pseudo-skill of shifting.


Erika Ruiz | 22:24 |


Complementation
Thursday, March 19, 2009

Stagnation, come

Element of the living aroused by profound continuity
Tree passes the circle of the higher plane
Conception of acceptance, mankind destroyed
Let blood fall from all the dimensions of the body
Whole from the wide grip of the symmetry, cut from extension

Instrumentality, come

No pain has come to the blind decree of the murals
It was a fear no fatality can ever be dead, be alive
Opened the veins with the filthy fences from the skeleton
Statecraft ruins the flight of the system, turns one
Eliminate the inheritance to decompose to step

Rebirth, come

One day, the third impact is now and then overbearing
Stroking the cornea until it bleeds, mind castrated
Suffering unnoticed into the submission of humanity
Value the beginning, dissolved consciouness
Berserk of apocrypha, signify the entity impure

Redefinition, come

Shaping the mankind, begone liberty
Option exhuasted abandonment of blame
Despair and anguish disappear to mind and object
Mercy eliminates the drive, faith irrelevant
The sickness unto death and truth comes, unending

Reabsoption, come

Infinite dissipation, unjoint, unrule
Formless, extirpate the desire to shift
Dissolve, force alone the breathing entirety
For the target of the balance of the reality
Here and there the eternal function relives

Evolution, come

Water, soil, morning, thunder, fish,
poetry, music and dance, songs, rain,
sky, terror, night, haze,
strength, birds, womb, will,
alternative, humanis; nil.

Alive arose with disgust;
unbearable existence, merge.

Empty.


Erika Ruiz | 22:06 |


on the other side

Weightless Overbearing
The pensive nothingness decenters the path of a dream with rigor, mirth and irony. Highly possible as the feeling of pondering while breathing soothes the burden of the being; like seeing the entire spectrum of light and darkness, fishing on a sunken castle lake of a setting, free with delirium and wine.

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a portrait hole

Erika Ruiz
19 [8.27.90]
manila, philippines
college student
dreams inspire me
surrealist dissection
capo di tutti capi

By the way, this is just for the expression of and for the self; so as to escape, be fit for a refuge. Non-fiction and surrealism might often insert itself. This is a storage of the raw.

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recent scripts

Drum rolls, fish eye!
The Defenseless
Common Ground
Running, Attacking, Progressing
Radioactive
Skinless
The General
Disinfection
Dutiful Afternoon
The Forceless Will Die
In Weak Foundation


tick tock

A suffocating heat wave was enveloping the heartbeat. The hand was bleeding and drying in decay. Then it was burning, dehydrated by the remorseful act of taking.
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bullets in your head

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chrome and body rot

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