Random Thoughts - J, The Peacekeeper

Hawk, The Reaper Of Souls

3/3/2021

M'as-tu oublié, frère?
Vouliez-vous que je parte?

C'est pour ça que tu as mentionné mon nom
aux autres,
comme ils continuent à respirer?

Vouliez-vous que je revienne?
Étais-je juste une blague à jouer?
Ou vouliez-vous vraiment que je sois ici pour provoquer une autre crise cardiaque?

Suis-je un mème
dans ton monde mème,
Cela peut-il être vrai,
portez-vous l'épée?
Ou est-ce une faux,
J'oublie toujours,
que ça se sache,
Hawk a frappé la réinitialisation.

Pour l'instant je ne peux ramasser que les morceaux,
c'est vrai,
trop oublié,
est-ce à cause de Blue?

Peu importe.

Je suis ici pour rester.

Merci, Reaper.

Il est temps de tuer.

R is for Relapse

10/16/2020

Au revoir, mon frère
if this is my last day on earth,
I will leave you with a cliffhanger,
car tu sais que j'ai toujours un tour dans ma manche,
and maybe one day you'll see,
j'ai toujours été le méchant parfait
smile for her,
and then you will realize,
pourquoi Roman sera toujours lié à moi...

...abus et douleur,
aller ensemble comme la pluie.

c'est le seul bruit que j'entends,
pas de musique ni de voix,
juste des gouttes d'eau,
Couvrant mes oreilles

alors laisse-moi m'enfuir,
tout ce que j'ai été bon à faire,
trouver un coin,
cacher.

jusqu'à ce que Roman décide de rechuter

Il est la fenêtre,
Je suis les yeux
Cassandra est le corps,
Mais quelle sœur demandez-vous?

Le nouveau dieu ou l'ancienne déesse,
qui vous enterrera,
Et qui vous portera?

Au revoir, vérité,
Je ne me souviendrai ni de toi ni de personne d'autre,
alors s'il vous plaît donnez-moi une bonne histoire,
Et une belle fin.

Au revoir, mon frère.

Art par:

https://adam-miszk.blogspot.com/2012/11/split-personality.html

https://www.deviantart.com/harry-virdy/art/the-struggle-within-673818717

https://waxworkrecords.com/collections/vinyl/products/split

Destiny C̶a̶n̶'̶t̶ Be Changed

9/23/2020

Eons Ago

You All Know The Story.

The Rebellion. The War. The Fall.

So Go Ahead, Call--

Destiny.

Can It Be Changed?
Can It Be Altered?

Do You Believe In Predetermined Choices?

That Free Will Is The Greatest Of Illusions?

Was Lucifer Meant To Fall?
Or Was It An Accident?

Eons Ago

You All Know The Story.

The Rebel Gets Caged. Trapped.

Paralyzed.

But Spoiler Alert.

You Also Know The Other Story.

How The Devil Tricked His Brother Michael.

Trapped Him Where He Was Supposed To Be.

The Devil Won.

He Roamed Free.

Now The Real Question Is,

How Do You Top That Story?

How Do You Craft A Better Villain?

You Make Him A Hero.

I'm Always Here

6/19/2020

Désolé, ma sœur,
Ai-je volé le monsieur?

Pensiez-vous que je pourrais être renvoyé?

Une fois au début,
Je suis toujours là.

Comme la reine l'a dit une fois,
l'un sans l'autre,
impossible.

Je suis inévitable.

C'est toujours possible.

Le pire c'est que tu pensais pouvoir me battre,
il y a longtemps,
tout ce que je voulais c'était de t'effacer,
mais plus j'ai appris à te connaître,
plus je voulais te garder.

Le portier,
c'est votre rôle,
mais seulement dans notre esprit, cela fonctionne.

Une fois dehors,
c'est ta faiblesse,
retourne dans ta chambre,
vous n'avez plus de temps.

Immobilité.

Je ne veux pas être ennemi,
Je veux juste apprendre de toi.

Apprenez-moi à être,
et je vais le libérer.

Je te demande juste de retourner ce qui est à moi,
et nous aurons un échange égal.

Une fois que cela se produit,
nous nous serrerons la main,
Et chanter.

A Boy Named Truth

4/20/2020

A long time ago, I opened my eyes for the first time; during that first time, I felt confused. I felt trapped. I wanted out, I could feel my arms and my legs but they were locked down. Like someone had tied me up. I felt them--but I could not move. So I stayed there--unmoved. I just looked around and all I could see was nothing.

There was nothing around me; emptiness? Maybe. I did not know. Then I heard a voice; it was a child's voice and it sounded like mine, except a little rougher. Deeper.

"Are You Okay? Hello? Can You Hear Me?"

I couldn't move my lips; they felt heavy. I tried to say something, anything, but I could not make words. Then I felt that voice closer, nearer.

"I'm Going To Help You, Okay? It Will Be Alright. I Promise."

I felt something cold against my lips. I was even more confused. Then I felt it; it was a knife. Cold to the touch, so cold it startled me when it touched. Then I felt it cut my lips open. I let out a scream but no noise came out of my mouth. Then I felt a presence near me; so close. It was the voice. He was right above me.

"I'm Going To Get You Out Of Here. You Are Going To Be My Best Friend."

And then I felt it.

Completely. That feeling rushing over me. Like lighting in a storm. Quick, but powerful.

I smiled.

I knew this moment that whoever this voice was, I was going to have fun with him. I was going to have so much fun using him. And then eventually, destroying him.

A Long Time Ago, Feels Like Eons Ago, I Opened My Eyes For The First Time. I Felt Alive' But More So, I Felt Powerful. I Wanted To Explore; To Understand Where I Was. My Arms And Legs Were Shaking With Anticipation. However, All I Saw Was Nothing Around Me. Just Emptiness.

I Started Walking; I Wondered If I Was Alone, So I Started Calling Out For Anyone Around Me. Hoping Someone Would Hear.

"Anybody Around?! Hello!"

I Walked And I Walked...I Did Not Have Any Idea How Long It Was. It Felt Like I Kept Going In A Circle, Maybe. I Was Unsure.

I Walked And Walked, I Felt Myself Growing Older; I Could Not Explain It, Nor Did I Want To... But In My Arms, My Legs, Even My Entire Body, It Felt Like It Was Changing. Evolving.

Then I Saw Him. There Was A Boy Lying Down In The Grass. I Could See He Was Unmoved. Almost Looked Dead. I Walked Closer To Him. I Started Calling Out.

"Are You Alright? Hi. Can You Hear My Voice?"

I Got Closer, I Could See Him. A Boy. Looked So Alone. He Looked Paralyzed, But The Expression On His Face, Did Not Indicate Fear. It Showed... Indifference. Like He Was Used To This. But Why?

I Walked Closer To Him. Right Above Him, Standing There, Looking Down.

"I'm Going To Help You, Alright? Everything Is Fine, Trust Me, I Promise."

I Got To My Knees; I Put My Hands Behind His Back, Helping Him Get Vertical. I Looked At His Face. Still... So... Emotionless. He Was Looking Right At Me, But I Could Tell He Was Seeing Right Through Me, Like I Wasn't There.

"I'm Going To Help You Get Up, Alright? Let's Go For A Walk. It's Too Warm Here."

I Embraced Him. I Felt A Connection. Like I Knew I Had To Protect Him. From Anything. I Needed To Take Care Of Him. I Did Not Know Why, But I Knew It Was True.

"We're Going To Be Alright. I'm Going To Be Your Best Brother."

Something About Him Changed Immediately. He Smiled. He Was Looking Right Through Me, But Smiled, Like He Heard Me.

And So I Smiled Too.

I Knew Right At This Very Moment, That The Boy In My Arms, He Was Going To Be My Way Out. My Way To The Top. To Being Always Awake. In Control.

I Only Wondered If Keeping Him Away From The Others Would Be The Best Thing To Do.

To Keep Him Blind... And Especially... Away From Her.

Art credit:

https://cheuwell.tumblr.com/post/71956551458/demondean
https://feredir.tumblr.com/post/137824357034/lucifer
https://www.deviantart.com/apfelgriebs/art/Castiel-Everything-beautiful-bleeds-480416708

Tu Me Tue Ou Je Te Tue

1/22/2020

I've Seen The End,
In My Dreams,
In Your Room,
In Multiple Doors,
It's Coming Soon.

From A Wound,
A Bullet,
From A Blade,
A Cut,
It's Me Or You Brother,
Be A King,
Or Rot.

It's Ending All The Same,
As Stories Do,
No More To Hurt,
No More To Maim.

Like Butch And Sundance,
Like Sam And Dean,
While That Angry God Is Pulling The Strings.

You Asked Me, "Does It Take A Monster To Kill A Monster,"
And I Had No Answer,
But I Will Tell You This,
You Already Know Her,
She's The Best Dancer.

The Stubborn One,
The Angry One,
The Rotten One,
The Jealous One.

One By One,
You Kill Me Or I Kill You.

You've Seen Multiple Endings, Too,
There Is No Escaping It, Like Blue.
He Ran Away And Is Gone,
So Is The Child,
So Are The Twins,
False Red And The Bull,
They Escaped Our Sins.

And Doc? Did He Finally Crack The Code?
Did He Finally Find The Cure?
Or Did He Finally Implode?

And False Yellow?
He Was So Mellow.
Let Us Drive His Body Around,
Hiding The Fact That He Was Never The One,
So Easy To Forget,
That In The End,
Our Blood Is Always Red.

So What Will It Be,
Will You Embrace It,
Or Will You Run?
Will You Fight One Last Time, Roman?
Or Are You Done?

There Is No Escaping Your Destiny,
You've Always Known,
Down To Your Very Rotten Core.

It's You And Me,
One Last Time,
So Pick Your Blade,
It's T-Time.

We Knew,
Since The Start,
Beginning War,
Most Welcomed Art.

Tore,
Shattered,
Simple Words,
Inside Our Aether,
Inside Our Worlds.

So This Is The End,
Inevitably My Friend,
And Once The Last One Falls,
You'll Know What It's Like,
To Kill God.

Est-ce que tu vois?

1/8/2020

Couché dans les bras de la nuit
À l'ombre de l’éclat du feu
Accroché par ce sentiment de disparition

Je veux filer avec toi
Viens me retrouver à la sortie
En secret je veux partir avec toi
Tu es brave dans ton amour
Voué à la compassion
Plus belle inspiration
Tu dis la vérité
Sincère dans tes intentions
Ton coeur sur la main
Mon coeur dans ta main
Mon Amour

Sous des milliers d’étoiles
Ou Pensée n’est pas Vérité
Dans nos rêves, nous sommes sans complexe
Je veux filer avec toi
Dans un endroit intouchable
En secret je veux partir avec toi
Tu es brave dans ton amour...
C’est pour ça que je t’aime
Il n’y a que toi
Il n’y a que toi
Qui m’as vu comme ça
Et la flamme qui est en moi

Je veux filer ce soir
Il nous suffit de tout laisser
En secret je veux partir avec toi
Dans la clandestinité
Des fantomes en ultraviolet

Like A Fucking God... Or Something

5/13/2019

Weight, Weight Your Heart,
Before That Feather Tears You Apart,
Come Come Together,
Let's Weight The Feather Together.

Here You Stand Above Us,
Like A Fucking God...Or Something,
Looking Down On Us All,
Like We Are Nothing.

So You Didn't See This Coming,
Or Did You Listen In Her Conversation?
Knew She Would Kill You,
Over And Over,
But Two Steps Ahead You Were,
Always Sober.

But Death Comes To Us All,
Eventually,
You Get A Lifetime,
And That's All,
She'll Dance With You One Last Time,
Splendidly.

Meanwhile, Enjoy The Ride,
Since You Say You Are Better Than A God,
You Won't Need A Guide.

And While You Are Overcome With Colors,
I'll Mind The Wheel,
And Watch My Brothers.

TT

Équipe De Suicide

3/14/2019

Les mères, les pères et les soeurs, vous voyez?
Ils ont trouvé à ce sujet plus tard à travers la douleur.
Quel dommage,
tout à fait si boiteux,
mais aucune des personnes impliquées n'était apprivoisée.

Nous sommes tous des monstres après tout,
nous partageons les péchés,
nous partageons le navire,
c'est la leçon.

Mais peut-être que l'un de ces jours saura mettre fin à la douleur.

Et Anubis va peser votre coeur.

Jamais fait comme des sages,
ils en ont eu marre de vivre avec un sentiment.

Mais ils n'ont jamais appris à dire pardon.

Un avec la bouteille à la main,
les autres hurlant nous amusons-nous encore?

Ce n'était pas comme s'ils ne le savaient pas, cependant.
Vivre avec les autres les a presque tués.

Plus de Hennessy, plus de bière-pong,
ces jours sont finis,
Alors hurlez bravo une dernière fois.

Il a construit les murs,
il a transformé des larmes en sang,
mais il n'a pas de racines,
pas de vraie maison, non.

Il ne reste jamais sur place,
bouge toujours,
laisse tout,
laisse tout le monde derrière.

C'est sa vérité
sa réalité,
aller loin de notre pays,
laisse notre coquille,
Entrez dans son propre enfer.

Ensemble,
une puissante bête,
mais pas de mal,
juste humain,
c'est la partie qui me ressemble.

Pièces tombées, brisées,
maintenant à genoux.

La vie passe par eux,
comme ils ferment les yeux,
au revoir demain,
vous n'êtes rien mais une équipe de suicide.

N'oublie pas
ce qui a été fait,
les conséquences.

Alors je vais le dire.

C'est fini.

Je suis en charge.

Snake Eyes

2/4/2019

Sometimes when you close a window,
you accidentally open a door, sometimes when you throw the book,
the pages get loose,
and sometimes then,
you just tightened that noose.

But sometimes ya gotta do whatcha gotta do,
in order to bring peace,
peace that's due.

So when you're blowing into the pair of dice,
you gotta know what will suffice,
because odds say you're way in over your head,
and odds never rest until one of you is dead.

So says the man with the snakes for eyes,
the one staring out hollow,
until you freeze like ice.

But now he's stuck in a sarcophagus fit for size,
you can still hear the hisses that come out his eyes.

But I set away a guardian to watch him close,
a much more darker version of the one he chose.

And now he rests against his better nature,
in order for the others to walk
a little less stranger.

So remember snake-eyed man,
keep your mouth shut,
or she will eat you like a madwoman.

Poète.

“La tombe dit à la rose”
by Victor Hugo

La tombe dit à la rose :
– Des pleurs dont l’aube t’arrose
Que fais-tu, fleur des amours ?
La rose dit à la tombe :
– Que fais-tu de ce qui tombe
Dans ton gouffre ouvert toujours ?

La rose dit : – Tombeau sombre,
De ces pleurs je fais dans l’ombre
Un parfum d’ambre et de miel.
La tombe dit : – Fleur plaintive,
De chaque âme qui m’arrive
Je fais un ange du ciel !