Insomniax Doktrine Vol. 1

Essence of Mercy 

Taking big steps, strides turn to dust. The ashes carry the voices into the atmosphere. That woman in the white gown with star like eyes, breathless. Drowning in her sublime vision, windy dreamlike state trying to capture a breath. The godess like silouhettes gleam in the pouring rain. Her beauty fish eyed through the lens of the raindrops, caught in the moon light standing still...was about to utter a word but, was left breathless. With beauty like this, none dare approach, orthostatic off in the distance lost in awe. This awe is niether lust nor love, pure blissful, visualization admiration of another being. Like the feeling of two hearts synchronizing the magnetic field of life, suspending the mother in space. Interlaced with bio-galvanizing dimensions of grids beyond the minds eye. Light is seen, as a whole new spectrum emerges. The dawn of a new age has come, eyes closed, ashes settle. Starring at her own reflection, lost in the puddles.


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Sleep Walkers

 Sleep walk into the slumber, Hive sleeps the brood soothsayer Mephistopheles meditates on shores of the Columbia river. Sipping from the eternal rain ship wrecked debris of sacred. Scribed runes on elder Oaks, they guard this sacred land. Sworn to Oath in its misery' we shan't remain silent. Tweaked out of minds, out of body experience we merge as one voice to get nothing done once again, we pray to our lord Procrastination. Then one day 9 years later you seam to be struck by sunlight through a different dew drop lens televised intelligence and the roots remain pure as sacred flesh of Liberty. When we awoke midsummer eve deep in the land of fairies, we rode panthers in-search of blue rings. Once that was found what we once seek, wisdom's passed down turn to ash in the records of knowledge...back into the slumber we are all sleepwalkers.

1 million thoughts...

 One million thoughts drowned the megalithic crown that ruled the land of linguistics. Text message terrorists confused the youth of it's language. They began to loose art of conversation while trapped in digital worlds, of light and vibration. Whats the use of vocal cords when you can read and try to emulate emotion through letters on a small screen. a customized tone for the bell, toning sanctuary a reminder that we are not in misery.

 We spent decades trying to master the art of telepathy just to be distracted by cell phonic frequency, but we remain a glitched freak in the system. Trying to find methods of communication with inhabitants, consumed by holy spirits. The answers are sealed within relics and pigments from centuries old when once one finds the essence of word is no longer bold.

 When true emotions get lost in translation text messages fail to convey ripples of silence,
 broken by ring tones.

My Sands

I once whispered words to a grain of sand, it multiplied into a vast sea of sand which later became an ocean floor.

they never wrote books about me and credited these feats, to myths and gods.

unattached to the fable, I brush the facts off my shoulders for it brings joy to see all the people enjoying what I had left for them.

Please stop polluting the water which houses my sand that you play on, and craft into glass.

LKCP2KXIV

Sometimes

Sometimes, I don't know wrong from right, Left from tears. One mind torn into pieces. scattered across the landscape. They prayed. I felt like all my marbles were lost or stolen. fragmented in a piece of paper, secretly I hide underneath my tongue. I have seen beyond the lands of demons, and seen through gates of heavens. yet the truth still remains true to only the believer, if one is of its own blood a seeker. My teacher once told me. the true teacher is your heart. yet it is the most difficult, to master. but if you can learn the art of hearing each other, the teacher and student as One. become a master. only then will the ears, be ready to hear the cosmic organs. strumming from the heavens.

Operation - Insoniax Doktrine: A Call for Inspiration, Please Participate in this event!

Hello, My name is L.K. Cruz P. i've written
Insomniax Doctrine

Alchemical Whispers: Insomniax Doktrine Vol. 2

"the Works of LKCP2KX",

and other writings scattered through http://lostrefugees.blogspot.com/ & blog.perfekttension.com.

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I am Looking for anyone to Make videos of my writings and posting them here:https://www.facebook.com/LKCP2KX please =) i would love to hear it in a video, spoken word, through music, through animation what ever you choose to make it in.

I just ask that you would please credit my writings and the source where you got the writing for copyrights and credit yourselves as well! =) Looking forward to seeing what my writing may inspire, post as many videos as you like, or sound cloud clips, youtube videos etc...

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Nightshade Daydreams

I have seen spirits,
of the imortal soul,
I have listened,
to the Banshee speak in tongues...
I have been possessed,
by ghost from all spectrums.

beyond the night,
beyond centers of stars,
beyond the 7 gates...enter the minds eye.

drift into shakti abyss,
find the center of self...
reflected in the black waters of night.

deadly nightshade daydreams,
walking on thin air,
listening to sylphs,
conversate with elves.

contemplating
the balance,
of what
is that
which
is above.


LKCP2KXIII

Word of Mouth...

Dear Reader,

In the old circles lips to ear, was the ways it was passed down. I would like to try this in a modern marketing sense...

Operation ask you're local book store if they have the book Alchemical Whispers: Insomniax Doktrine Vol.II
Looking for 100 local  volunteers that go to book stores regularly and simply, ask the clerk, or librarian if they have Alchemical Whispers: Insomniax Doktrine Vol.2
Alchemical whispers please and thank you its my power of word of mouth experiment to pay it forward,
for each copy your simple asking a clerk if they carry my book, is one step closer to getting
Alchemical Whispers: Insomniax Doktrine Vol. 2 into book stores, and I am told word of mouth,
is the best advertiser I wanted to try Operation 100 people
ask your local.
book store about
alchemical whispers: Insomniax Doktrine Vol.2
Thank You All! Its is a great book.enjoy.

LKCP2KXIII

Insomniax Doktrine Vol. 1

first book i had written http://www.amazon.com/Insomniax-Doktrine-Lance-Cruz-Phromnopavong/dp/1257070576

π

And on the door steps of heavens she shouted out to the world...
Backed by the brightness of Stars, shedding tears, asking why...still no Change.

He sat quietly in the center of the Sun, whispering galactic tounges, hoping someone will understand his Scrys.

Long winters night the two meet at zero point telepathic gestures gliding in opposite directions...

One Eclipses the Moon, the other the Sun, while Mars peaks at Retrograde...
In the still hands of time, we walk Backwards and forward motionless in the minds eye.

LKCP2KXIII

Earth Gazing

Gazing at the world from star eye level witnesses clouds caressing magnetic fields.

The map before thine eyes read;"You are Here"...

Surrounded by the masses in the same dimension in the now yet there is still so much separation.

In desperation to bring back the oneness, jets climax explosive radiation in the name of unity...

Yet all heroes are forgotten and we still praise wars in the name of Gods & Prophets...

Yet most of our pockets remain empty and children are still starving, being sold, and orphaned.

with all this "power" we the people have resolved nothing but attained reservoirs of bitter memories.

Where do lost souls go after the sounds of thunder, fire, and dark clouds fade into aether.

As all energies return to the womb of the mother, waiting upon the next fertile spirit of the father.

Remember,

You are Here...So are we.

LKCP2KXIII