No Man's Land
Every 4 or 5 days if I am lucky I can reach the coast…and maybe post something of value.
In no man’s land, all Is suspended
all thinking is an instant ban
showed into musky can
Waiting there for the arrival of a better day
looking for the emergence of another way
Humans marching without heads, buying death beads
Sea of lost souls
becoming lifeless ghouls
proud to be divided, subsided
terror is a new pheromone
waiting to enter the human bone
trying to find a new cousy home
to pollute, execute
to take to validate
This evil, that evil,
evil on the side,
evil without the perfect bride
Suddenly everywhere, and everything is filled with marching orders
former great lands without the borders
This false hope, this inexcusable dope, run by Pope
Rome trying to lead all people home
salvation for some…
For others the world of pain in a new domain
Those that sold their souls, decided not to be bold
Possessing a heart that is already cold and shredded
waiting to be embedded, their godless affair settled
Hang on the halls on bloody walls
Where the word of truth lost her roots
Filled with cowards and goons
but mostly with radical Buffoons
In the neverending halls filled with lunacy
old dusty rug sleeps, called a papacy
waiting with demonic non-human eyes
the final victory of old lies
There, were no living heart beets
this sleepless, disgusting evil sleeps
Hoping that the force of justice never visits, never greets
These nonhuman Bad seeds
This hunger, this warmonger
These greedy eyes, filled with giant rotting flies
attracted to foul smell, preaching Hell
Is all lost?
Is it all around as a sharp military wire,
an empty world without human desire
a cold approaching weather front, begging me to be blunt?
Some say that all is lost…
We will win but at what cost?
Humanity on the Edge of new age
tormented by this evil mage
This cowardly putrid smell
silently preying, trying to sell
manifesting terrible deeds
will all end in a giant lavish feast?
The appearance of false Christ, they are calling
lost masses, looking for the next space darling
for the next pure-hearted Messiah,
all this to a functioning mind sounds very appalling
Is he there, can he bare
Do he dare
does he even care?
Paradise is lost, show me the cost…
I,
I am not lost
I am not conquered
I am not a lesser God
I am not just a dot
I am not a lost “spot”
I am more, I fill it in my core
My eyes are true, my heart is not an act
bearing maggoty fat
I am not last
I am an undisputed fact
I don’t react, I ACT
I am counterattack
I am
Back.
I promise you, I am not …
just another hack.
Into No man’s land, I was born
In a place where reason is morn
Where the world looks like a demented porn
absolved only by the sound of the Viking horn
always looking for trouble on the double
I was always close to danger, maybe I am a sacred Avenger
hidden here as clocked stranger
I am a herald of justice, a herald of lost time,
Ender of this gigantic crime?
Maybe I am a divine red vine
Waiting to be unleashed upon evil to feast
to smother these ugly, ugly beats
to feel your nasty blood on my wrist
my present my left fist
, my deadly kiss
In no man’s land, there are no rules
only head filled with words from indoctrinated skools
In no man’s land, there is just one band
heads buried deep in the sand
Save them, betray them
or let them there,
Do they really care?
interfere
intervene,
make a dubious scene
Come from a well-hidden shelter to be the next offender
next sender, next pretender?
In no man’s land, all heads are deep in the sand
Amazed and led by this one music band
It’s my holy grail, not to fail.
Is this my future nailed in hand, to kick this malfunctioning can
Playing all wrong notes, measuring economic quotes
Plundering wealth and people's money, without even saying:
Hey, Sonny!
many are awakened,
many are forsaken
many are already taken
In no man’s land, I stand alone
wishing, yearning for a warm home
but this here, must be done
In no man’s land, I have become a fighter,
a different kind of writer, a firefighter with a lighter
so you can see evil a little bit brighter
My sword in my hand, my eyes set on this unholy land
I feel the coldness of the Steel
I feel the power of my Will
All that is corrupt and evil…
Kneel
Kneel before me or take a leap of fate
Grand me a night filled with blood and hate
I will show you the gate…
I will show you the door, the exit
without “Brexit”.
I am a stranger, holly avenger
send long ago, lost in time
looking to be “fine”
All here in no man’s land live on borrowed time
Way beyond their prime
Way beyond their original meaning
maybe its time to end this raptured streaming
maybe is time for a new, audacious beginning.
Maybe its time for a new band, a new kind of dreaming
for a new type of singing
The new melody that doesn’t erode,
truth without the nuclear code
In no mas land, things are getting out of hand
no more heads are filled with worthless sand
I hear these days that life's presence
is molded into a new essence
A new song is playing
new voices are saying:
no more praying
no more false leaders
no more cruel deceivers
no more sinners
claiming to be the“winners”
In No Man’s Land days are too long
I need to end this song
It was a sunny day, maybe too sunny for my taste. I finally arrived, and all seemed clear, there is no presence of malevolence that can be felt.
With time I have become a master of disguise, and my analytical mind can successfully predict the movement of timeliness and the probability of the emergence of the most desirable timeline in the near future…if the future exists.
What you call the future, for me is just another variable combined and measured with the unit you Humans call… time
You can say,” The time is on my side”
I must admit it feels strange not to be hunted by these goons…I could kill them many times, but when you kill one you will spawn two, and two kills will spawn four, so it is smarter to not engage in a fight with these Hunters. I personally call them Dogs.
All I have to do now is wait…as always it could be 5 sec or 12 hours, you just never know how my friends choose the places and times for these meetings.
In my honest opinion; they just like flashy entrances filled with angelic music…
Hours passed, and nothing happened, no angelic music and no angels….
It was really hot, I went into the sea and swam a little, waiting for something to happen, anything, really…
Cristal clear sea water and blue skies above my head, it feels like paradise, but you don’t wanna be lost in this paradise.
It is far really far from the coastline, not many people “wander” here with their boats.
if I did not know better this would feel like suicide but they always show up, no matter what, they just do.
My thoughts have wandered off for a while… I have nothing better to do here, this is a really small island in the middle of nowhere…I must admit I don’t like to wait, it is not my thing, but sometimes you really don’t have a choice. I just hope my flashy Angels with their flappy wings soon will be here.
Are You Alone?
Sweet almost intoxicating voice talks to me…
Of course, I am Alone…you would be not here if I was not alone. You can sense these things with ease, so can we skip the Intro, this time?
Can we?
I am hungry, my skin feels like the blowtorch has passed by me and I really hate these meeting places…It is always some Hidden Island, the Sacred Mountain, Holly ruin…you get my drift…
We can never be too careful, and you should know this fact by now…
It is of utmost importance that we, our kind must not be seen here…we must remain a conspiracy.
Yeah, yeah, I know…Or all world, all life will cease to exist…Love the irony…
What do you want this time, I am losing my patience…
Wait, wait, don’t tell me, The world is in Danger…Again
You have promised one more Job and I am out, out of this place for good,dont forget your promise…
Yes, we promised, and the given promise will be fulfilled…
Your next task is not an easy one, it is rather a peculiar one.
You must find your successor…
My what?
I sailed here in this God-forsaken place so you can tell me that I Guardian of Sacred fire must find in this sea of fools another one like me?!?
Are you Insane?
No, my dear friend,” We” are not insane just very practical, your position must be filled with another pure Heart, this is how has been done for ages.
We must have a presence here without being detected…this is your last task and your way out…
This is what you want, so here it is.
The last, final mission.
I looked into the deep blue eyes of the being in front of me, I quietly almost murmuring said…If you were not so beautiful and my ticket out of this nightmare I would punch in your pretty face without any hesitation…
Being said, smilingly:” We Know”
You, Know, right..is there a thing that you don’t know?
Probably not…I smiled back, but the smile was more filled with traces of agony than a filling of joy.
O.k…I must find the next “great” Human…where, leads, name, country, time?
He is not born ..yet…it will take 20 more Human years so the Chosen soul will manifest in another Human Body/ Avatar.
He will be the last of your kind, after him, everything here will change and I mean everything…
Just 20 years, don’t worry I have time…20 years…just 20 freaking years!!!
You know I can’t jump forward in time anymore, just back in time…20 freaking Human years….
Thank You, I feel “whole again”…
You brought me here where death ship dwells to tell me one good news after another.
OK, my Angelic friends let’s say I somehow manage to survive the next twenty years and the “Dogs” don’t find me, torture and kill me.
Let’s say I am the luckiest guy in the next upcoming twenty years, can I at least have the Name of this “ great “ human?
The magnificent set of two crystal clear, impossibly blue eyes came near me, and I heard a whisper in my left ear, telling me the name of the last Avatar.
I said in my head, that sounds German, I expected some lonely American cowboy or Semi naked Bear wrestler from Ural…
I mean I knew he will be white this is the age of white men, but German I must admit didn’t see that coming.
She said: Yes he is a “German”, you can say that he is….
With all this happening I didn’t notice that silently the night has crippled in, and
I and my glowing friends could attract undesired attention…
I said: time, time is running, time to go…time to leave this island!.
One more thing I need a ride to the coast…and this time send me somewhere where is not hot or cold,comprende?
I deserve to live these next 20 human years in a place where the temperature is just right for my old bones…a favor for an old friend, it can be that hard?
I smiled and then being smiled back, telling me the following words
Guardian Your wish will be fulfilled, and remember we are always watching…always.
Before I could finish my sentence I was suddenly transported to another place…
Of course, it happened again, those “Angels” send me to a place called Austria or Ostereich.
I said those $%$…really?!?
Our relationship was a strange beast, I needed them and they needed me…
These beings always were trying to silently show me who is the Boss, but many times I would get their attention. Many times they were just standing, baffled, bewildered with their enormous brains and beautiful blue eyes by my accumulated knowledge and the achievements that would certainly place me without any doubt in the top 5 list of Guardians of all time…
I call them Angels because they appear out of nowhere, creating this bridge, a hole in the time and space continuum, creating a Rainbow Bridge, one world is for a short period of time connected with another…
You can sometimes see the weather and buildings in this “another world”, it is a really fascinating thing to observe, see…
Why blinding light?
You need to keep the fairytale going, it is a preemptive measure, if they are seen by the human eye, it f…with the human brain, the concept of reality is shattered before their eyes, and many of them just can’t take it…
It is much better to tell them; they saw the appearance of Angele in front of them than the truth about these beings I have the privilege to know…and in most cases, this deception works like a charm…
Can it be… after all these years lost in many different timelines this traveler is coming home….yeah, I could not hide my excitement, it was pouring from me like a rain during summer storm on a hot sunny day.
Finally, my prize is at my fingertips, I can almost feel its presence... after all these years home is in sight, finally..home.
So, no time for crying and feelings, let the games begin…
I need to find unsuspecting shelter, maybe some kind of job with the right pay, and when all this is settled wait for 20 human years to pass, How hard this can be?
Yes, how hard this can be…there is always a catch, maybe not 22 but 44…
Let’s wait for the Next and The Last Avatar.
One thing is certain: I’m not waiting without a good cup of coffee…
Vienna State Opera, 1902
Here we have an almost 4 days long national holiday, so here is something, something…
I hope this is worthy of your attention, it is unedited, and maybe I will start writing a book or just a small series of poems or short stories….maybe, will see.
Thank you all for the previous comments, likes, restacks, and crossposts, I am sorry but for some time in the future, it will stay like this…I will be not able to answer the comments.
Every 4 or 5 days if I am lucky I can reach the coast…and maybe post something of value.
Good Luck to All.
A good cup of coffee with a shot of whiskey within, HP. Wow, I really am enamored with this piece. It brought so many transendant images into my consciousness. I'm certain we deployed here of our own volition but like any soldiers of any time and space, the fact that we volunteered for this dystopian assignment does not negate our consternation with it. Sometimes you just can't help but say, fuck this war, I wanna go home. Yet we persevere, endure, and will ultimately triumph. Thanks for a great one, H.P. (Again).
Sublime my friend, truly sublime...
Words, art work, all of it.
Keep safe and well HP, and if you get the chance, enjoy the national holiday period.