Sunday, February 16, 2014

thelabyrinthineblur(prod. by pesticyde)

written and performed by (in order of appearance):

kalki - zodd the immortal - stranded

prod. by pesticyde

verse 1 (kalki):

i watch
from a bird's eye's view
a traumatized child
in the body of a lost
and blurry eyed youth
who socializes in a wild
godly fashion
an odd bastard
that plays his cards rashly
constantly harassed
by demons in his mind
he seems to be confined within it
blinded by his sinning
walking in hells
and awkward cells
lost in this jail
samsaric vastness
but he talks in spells
to harness the madness
an artist with a canvas
that stretches past
the farthest pastures
on this sordid atlas
he's soaring past them
as he writes
hoarse and raspy
spite him in his ears
but he blasts and strikes them
with his peers
astrally likened
to an eerily masterful lycan
a shaman with phrases
neurolinguistically gifted hacker
intrinsically mystic rapper
with hanuman's grace and agility
he displays his abilities
attacking opponents
unspeakably wicked
with his crafted omens
he seeks to be lifted
past the zones
that he dwells in
hell's sins engulf him
but he delves
and swims like dolphins
in the flames
in his brain
he adapts and evolves
'til he maps it all
he's a heavenly being
but he's a tarnished angel
he's meant to be gleaming
but he's scorched and strangled
contorted at angles
that are far from yogic
he blossoms like a lotus
and spars with foes
with bars as potent
as the stars that glow
he hardly notices
how much he's suffering
much of the time
how could he clutch this
it's too much for the mind to grasp
the pressure would confine and collapse
the best of minds
they would crack
under the test of time
and perhaps
eventually be blind as bats
of an elemental kind
that lacks ultrasonic capabilities
so he alters sonnets
and willingly assaults
his demonic tormentors
with sonic clauses
that mentally harm them
like the jaws of a sabertooth tiger
he aims to save the youth
from liars
that degrade the truths
of messiahs and saviors
he aspires to sages' wisdom
and perspires it
in pages written

verse 2 (zodd the immortal):

i killed a part of me
that wanted to die
now he's stuck
inside a glare in my eye
staring back through the mirror
paralyzed in my mind

he's stuck
forever mine
his mind is lost
that's something he may never find
unless he climbs inside his heart
and walks the path of the divine
and yet
he may never shine
the pain only gets worse
after the incline
stumbling downhill
bobbling his weak mind
he feels the devil
grab hold of his spine
he fights for his life
as he strives to rise

already dead
forever trying to be alive
as fear wraps around his soul
like a vine
he seems to shift a pole
take control of his time
breaking the mold
as he's holding the triumph
this moment
spoken with giants
revolting an ascending alliance
re-conceive zodd the undying
consciousness shift
resembles prophecies of the mayans
equivalent of three kings
arriving at zion
worlds colliding
iron tongues defying tyrants
rhyme design
sharp darts incising
my mind is flying
in all shapes and sizes
to reawaken the lifeless
like isis
it's priceless

life's test
has got my mind stressed
i'm a divine mess
in this quest
as time stretch
and break away from the bondage
he doesn't feel
how much his soul has been tarnished
an honest man
followed by carnage
it's hell in every bar spit
it's even hell in his apartment
his real home is a park bench
in pure darkness
he wants to be rid of his demons
repeating with every darn wish
but he doesn't understand the consequence
the reason his power has harnessed
is obvious
to everyone but him
rising above
from sin
releasing the god from within
repairing the wings
the devil once trimmed
he soars from the ground
and is gone with the wind
you can hear him sing
in the breeze
there's a hymn

verse 3 (stranded):

he sits by
seemingly idol
but his mind
is focused
like a laser's thin line
he begins to see
as if with a big eye
and consistently
nature's energy gets pried
upon entering
it swims beneath
with its tide
blending into a symphony
rippling inside

like molecules rotating
his body begins to glow faintly
brightening at a slow pace
but with a consistent growth rate
the light given off
is sharp
like shark bite scissor arms
contact is like
jaws of life
ripping off
the dark ignites
he moves through worlds
not unlike guenhwyvar
the panther companion
to the menzoberranzian
who brandishes star and ice scimitars
the stark white haired archetype
brought to life by the author
of icewind dale's crystal shard
he calms his mind
until his thoughts
are like the snowfall
that lines a pale winter yard
not yet disturbed
by footprints left by birds
or any other animal
with which
such steps occur

for a time
he finds peace
in this world
[the big wet] concerns
the human wasteland that nets the earth
he meditates
and levitates
above the brainwave-spans
of lesser girth
that slaves
who behave as commanded

he swims through the sky
like a plastic bag
being blown by the wind
in july
when he surrenders his concentration
and once again acknowledges
the things that enter his eyes
his time away
provided by way
of the psychic train
his mind creates
by pretending he's blind
arrives at its final place
end of the line
he returns to a world
that splinters his spine
he can't stand
when he's inside
which is why
i spit the line
beginning this rhyme

the segments
of the corolla
of a blood lotus
are centri[petal]ine

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

starfishdufflebag(prod. by poison flowerz!)

written and performed by sea/swordz(pronounced: sea of swordz)

prod. by poison flowerz!

spiraling fall
eye of a storm
mirror unmade
estuarial spun blades
only appear
in the sun's shade
is always most visible
as one flame
as the young stray
the old ways
lash at them
lacking simple growth traits
because of the false shit
that they attach
to old age
but energy only changes locations
it doesn't fade
it exits and enters
several dimensions
it is the passengers who fear
the travel from here
something considerable is required
to make a shadow appear
what if you can extract
an entire memory
from the grasp of a tear
who knows what's contained
in the things
that you deem
are of no import
quietly exerting
a blinding light
from a dim source
just another image
your crummy vision's not meant for
the wind soars
with a hood on his head
like serpentor
and ends wars
with poison flowerz!
and bitter thorns
the toxins inserted in the forge
folded and struck
my thoughts are converted into swordz
emerging in sandwinter form
when we strike
it's like
an entire clan of ninja swarm

Monday, February 10, 2014

coherentcontradictions(prod. by blunted sultan)

written and performed by (in order of appearance):

zen studentz - sea/swordz(pronounced:  sea of swordz)

zen studentz and sea/swordz = aphotic/vortex (pronounced: aphotic vortex)

prod. by blunted sultan

verse 1: (zen studentz)

i prefer to be named

by the lab rat tested
birth defected 'nomaly
oddest to be unsheathed
the commoner among the beast
sloth brained
clothes lifeless
ragged old shoes
spin kick cats
how is it that…
i'm odder than the average folk
coherent slurred
stamina is infinite
you rock atrocious
mind clap
taught the novices
to breathe before you speak
wishy washy motived
he nonchalantly smoke spliffs
and slay foolishness
i prefer to be named
by alias monikers
wrote this off an om
he's scaly
and arrived within an alien saucer
we're steadily abused
by these crude nefarious officers
glared at with small minds
wing span dusty
villainous enough
to brilliantly spit it clumsy
and be anti-ostentatious
coherent contradictions

verse 2: (sea/swordz)

paradox swirl
space/time collapse
but not quite
quantum shift
matter reconfigured
subtle sponsorship
1's and 0's
computer code
it's all bonds
of opposites
maneuver through the space
where photons don't conquer
in other words
day or not
i walk the night
not unlike a monster
misconstrued by the obvious
false interpretations
earn the weight
of accomplishment
the pull of gravity
proves to be too much
for shallow minds
to generate
the vital speed and thrust
the irony
as they try
without velocity enough
the atmosphere's too dense
to escape its feeble clutch
you determine what surrounds you
greenhouse effect
you're a victim
of the prison
that the heat now projects
you can simply melt
or manipulate
the choice is yours
time unfolds
despite the chosen corridor
vines that
growing forward
that i suppose
form some sort of
ouroboric hyperhole
a world that absorbs
the ordered
and chaotic
joined in the core
where they're combined
to comprise the whole
but that is
crudely simplified
perhaps it's still sufficient
but i won't fail to dignify
that facts of a matter
don't parallel intention
so be careful
who you tell
you've been advised
it isn't wise
to simply share
the wealth of wisdom
what good is strength
if yours
is not its guiding
cerebellar system

Sunday, February 9, 2014

featherblossom(prod. by blunted sultan)

written and performed by stranded

prod. by blunted sultan

intravenous wormhole
bio-cosmic bonding agent
molecular chaperoned
seed ovulation
additional birth
active protein augmentation
of a midian vertebrate's
rogue carminemoth mutation
feathers grew

plumage ignited
from a flightless
quiescent root
quite the accrescent bloom
wings flap
instincts snap
despite ineptitude
i execute playback
of things
that i could never do
not cut from wood
a path
your questions rule
brotherhood and prajna
i couldn't ask
for a better two
forged to reflect
the form of a crescent moon
folded and shaped
in the flames
of incessant youth
your peoples won't progress
if they only hear
'yes' from you
sluggishness unexists
with but a bit of unpleasant truth
so may you speak sincerely
things are rarely
as they're appearing
like cotton weary
add salt to injury
in but the process
of touching the earth
with our feet
we perform authentic magic
in a world of disbelief
how are the pineal gland
and the eye of horus
the answer has been trapped
in the confines
of historic mystery
sage mode
meditating clones
who sit for weeks
worlds away from home
dissipate to smoke
and enter me
the power generated
by uneventful means
a tremendous force
from an extensive
source of energy
i am taught techniques
but develop
methods of my own
in a virtual cell
losing myself
to be left alone
the irony kills
as i try to REfill
a measureless hole
it takes all i have
just to find
the shards and fragments
that piece together my soul
let alone
even start to imagine
that it could ever be whole

hollow shells
are often
embryos' homes
so perhaps tomorrow
isn't so cold
there are always forks
at the end of the road
if you arrive at water
get in a boat
or jump in
and swim to a coast
if nothing's left
at the bottom
spring from below
feather blossom
wings that explode
starts within
what it grows
actions have consequences
that when compared with intentions
don't always bear a resemblance
so contemplate
the authentic characteristics
of who you are
before you share your concentrics
the path
of each effect you have
from where it commences
you transmit
your bandwidth
can be controlled
to an extent
you can determine
the direction
an explosion
can be sent
the potential exposure
it will get
so before you go
consider the eventual roads
on the trip