Intravenous Drums and Bass.

I had a month ago, bought myself a Nokia Lumia 520, an upgrade from the Samsung Corby Touch. Prime reason being was the fact that Google had sent a notification to all Java OS users that it would stop supporting the email app for the phone with the above mentioned OS. There were a lot of things I assumed, I would benefit from by upgrading. Like access to 3G and a the renowned audio quality of Nokia.All said and done, I got my set...fiddled around the functionalities et al, and then turned to the music. Looking at the ear phones, I instantly knew they were substandard, but had that small hope of being wrong. Migrated all of my Led Zep collection into my new phone and pressed play. 

OH MY FUCKING GOD! THE SOUND WAS SO FUCKING HORRIBLE! NO BASS! NO TREBLE! JUST MONOTONES! I'm no audio connoisseur but I can tell the difference between a song having bass and one that just wails into your head. Even the broken radio that the poor unfortunate ones play have better audio quality than this junk, I thought. I tried to think rationally, no way Nokia can do this. The earphones HAVE to be the reason for this pain.

 I had imposed this rule on myself that whenever I was listening to the Led , I'd listen to the whole song and never EVER cut it short. But this time I thought to myself...that this was blasphemy, that soul of Drums and Bass was completely replaced by a cold heartless void; and letting the song play on, on this phone would be like soiling something sacrosanct. I had to bite the bullet and just STOP the song. I tried to feel positive when I ordered the SkullCandy ear phones, replacing the other wail mongers, but no luck. I was rudely awoken to the fact that the Audio innately was horrible, which resulted to; me cutting myself off music completely. If Led can't make it to my ears...nothing else will. In exile.. I found myself the most lonesome and the most calloused as if my life force was soaked up by the sponge of unwanted rationality and then squeezed into the river of apathy. Churning my innards for a month up until a few moments ago...I decided to re-invoke my old Corby with a much much MUCH superior sound quality. It shall be my companion for all the things that make me-me. 

Never again. FUCK you Nokia. 

-Askios

What she taught me....

In your silence I shall speak.

In your dreams you'd hear me weep.

In your pain, your wisdom I'll groom,

so long you suffer me, your skies will bloom.

Woooooooooowieeee!!!!

Been a long time hasn't it? I'm not gonna waste time apologizing! I've been frigging busy/apathetic!
So, straight to work shall we.....!!!

My Friend of Misery

My Friend of misery, 

I like it when you cry.

For in your sorrow lies my peace,

watching your tears roll by.

O' my friend of misery,

your joy lies in chains,

held in the abyss of melancholy,

forged in the fires of my purpose-your pain.

Dearest friend of misery,

do accept my embrace.

My solace is that of lies,

my heart beats within a crystal case.

Seeking serenity, my friend of misery,

you pursue the light.

Unaware of your eternal companion,

the vector of blight.

I am your hex my miserable friend,

your misery is my feast,

in your suffering my purpose lies,

whilst with folded hands, you beseech the East.

Take heart, my fallen companion,

the Reaper shall soon, His summons send.

For only in your afterlife,

shall our companionship end.

- Askios

(After a very long time

22-Nov-2013, 12.00 AM)

Quid pro quo.

I wished .... I wished so hard for the prize.....
I razed and stomped to get it....and now that I have it......turns out, it wasn't worth it at all.
So what they say was true.....you can't have everything your way.
Fuck this.

Four months to this day.

As she awaits in her earnest breath,

the chaos awakened Suns to set,

her starry eyes recite a dream,

in silent moonlights, of treasures unseen.

The poetry in her smile, drew a heave,

in the shadows of her heart, did she some magic weave?

Expanding minds of nurturing trait,

enlivening divinity of her slender gait.

On a wish afloat, she dived in deep,
Of simple pleasures and her beauty sleep.
Unburdened, unaware and out of her way.
aiding the ones fallen astray.

'Tis her charm that wooed my heart.
gifted innocence, values steadfast.
 Unequaled zest, she's beyond compare,
for even the Sun's glory has spots to spare.

Beyond the sights of common men,
while my mind still twists and bends,
For Sam, my soul I would rend
and so this verse now would end.

-Askios
(Started somewhere around Jan '13, ended in July '13.)

Canvas

Welcome to me. You are free here. 
Pick any color you like and spill your heart out.
Fill me up. Show me your soul.
What color is it? Is it bright red like Passion or does it look icy blue,
like the whole essence of Skaði herself?
Tell me what tinge do your fantasies burn with?
What color do I paint your mind?

Just point your color stained fingers at me and let me guide your hand.
Lets take a trip through that murky head of your's, and then paint it a greenish gray,
like a freshly fallen leaf losing its existence to a muddy pond. Like stirring a puddle with your hands,
and watching its innards twist in turmoil.

And then when we're done talking, I shall part ways with you -- forever in silence. 
Only to remain as a cold and dry reminder of how you trusted me with your lifelong secrets,
and I showed them to anyone who looked knowing that our pact would still remain sacrosanct,
because nobody other than me would truly see the chaotic splashes of your paranoia and uncertainties,
or the smudges of blood from stained hands underneath all those elegant strokes of success and glory.