I found some of my odder writings today while looking through ‘my documents’. I decided to put there here and see what people think.

Fire melons.
Exploding rapturously in the evening haze.
Their violent deaths spilling acid love rain upon my burning skin.
Hot searing torturous love gift. Pain most exquisite granted to me as the acid love rain bores to my soul. Burning bones. Blackened skin. My form a melting heap, visage twisted in agony.
Oh the splendor of it all!
Rejoice in the culmination of evolution that has lead to this one brief moment of experience.
The spores of life take root the pools of my bloody remains, to repeat the glorious process of life once more.

Slack jawed they moan their epitaphs of faith lost. Around them surround them is everything new and changed. The world they inhabit, a shiny place, rotting place, without point purpose or merit, bountiful for those who can but seize it. Helpless in their plight some give up and dissolve. In dissolution comes the explosion of truth, the realization that all there is is all there ever was and will be. In this, the faith returns, but too late for the wisdom to be passed on. The circle of death claims another in its tight grip of truth.

Pompous suits filled with bloated ego prance stoically before the awed audience gathered before them.
Hairs gray, faces dour and wrinkled the joy of life long withered and blown away.
The pinnacle of metered success achieved, a hollow husk stands front and center to be awarded and praised.
The audience looks on in horror, forms and protocols are followed, the suits are saluted.
Vacant eyes stare out across the fans, no feeling left, no joy, no sorrow, only emptiness and wealth unspent.
Victory.