Dissected Treads
Tread One : Growing 10x Better:
Journey of Self-Improvement and Authentic Allure
Tag: life
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IntroHit The Gas… is a vivid meditation on impatience, desire, and the fragile illusion of escaping time. Through striking imagery of shattered hourglasses, blood-soaked moons, and frozen skies, the poem captures a desperate attempt to outrun mortality in pursuit of love. In that suspended moment, time bends and intimacy feels infinite—but reality inevitably restores its…
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We live in a time where love is labelled toxic while lust is celebrated as liberation, and that contradiction should trouble us. Love asks for discipline, sacrifice, and commitment — qualities that build stability — yet it is side-lined and neglected, waiting on the bench of modern culture. Lust, on the other hand, is praised,…
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Mechanical Love explores the haunting idea of love stripped of free will. The poem imagines a world where human agency is buried “six feet deep,” replaced by chemical impulses and mechanical repetition. Joseph Le Artist presents love not as a conscious choice, but as a programmed reaction—driven by dopamine rather than desire. The transformation into…
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Power no longer hides in shadows it flickers on our screens, injected into daily life while we run the wheels built for someone else’s amusement. Eyes open, minds on cruise, we mistake repetition for truth and noise for freedom. Epstein becomes a symbol of the rot behind the curtain, where influence circulates quietly, systems feed…
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Intro:This poem descends into the moment betrayal is no longer hidden and rage learns to speak. What begins as loyalty rots into illusion, and from that fracture, wrath is born—not as chaos, but as intention. Read with caution: this is the anatomy of a soul pushed past forgiveness. Outro:And when the echoes fade, what remains…
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In the relentless tick of the wristwatch, time reveals its cruel indifference—Father Time eroding youth, flesh, and fragile hopes into dust, while death lingers like an inevitable embrace. This piece confronts the quiet terror of running out of moments for authentic love, crushed instead by the heavy, hollow weight of lust and repeated defeats. What…
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Even though the image of Jesus commonly portrayed in the Western world is historically inaccurate, mockery only carries power when it is directed at the true God—the One who holds authority over the world and the universe. Wearing that specific figure around the neck is not random; it targets the real authority behind the symbol,…
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This poem is for people haunted by eyes that once sparkled with wonder, now overflowing with ruin. She chose and obsessed—to go to the soul cage.I wrote this once I saw: love without real caution is just code waiting to flood.Faith sank deeper when pretence ended and her obsession met my disarray.No sermon here just…
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IntroHit The Gas… is a vivid meditation on impatience, desire, and the fragile illusion of escaping time. Through striking imagery of shattered hourglasses, blood-soaked moons, and frozen skies, the poem captures a desperate attempt to outrun mortality in pursuit of love. In that suspended moment, time bends and intimacy feels infinite—but reality inevitably restores its…
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We live in a time where love is labelled toxic while lust is celebrated as liberation, and that contradiction should trouble us. Love asks for discipline, sacrifice, and commitment — qualities that build stability — yet it is side-lined and neglected, waiting on the bench of modern culture. Lust, on the other hand, is praised,…
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Mechanical Love explores the haunting idea of love stripped of free will. The poem imagines a world where human agency is buried “six feet deep,” replaced by chemical impulses and mechanical repetition. Joseph Le Artist presents love not as a conscious choice, but as a programmed reaction—driven by dopamine rather than desire. The transformation into…
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Power no longer hides in shadows it flickers on our screens, injected into daily life while we run the wheels built for someone else’s amusement. Eyes open, minds on cruise, we mistake repetition for truth and noise for freedom. Epstein becomes a symbol of the rot behind the curtain, where influence circulates quietly, systems feed…
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Intro:This poem descends into the moment betrayal is no longer hidden and rage learns to speak. What begins as loyalty rots into illusion, and from that fracture, wrath is born—not as chaos, but as intention. Read with caution: this is the anatomy of a soul pushed past forgiveness. Outro:And when the echoes fade, what remains…
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In the relentless tick of the wristwatch, time reveals its cruel indifference—Father Time eroding youth, flesh, and fragile hopes into dust, while death lingers like an inevitable embrace. This piece confronts the quiet terror of running out of moments for authentic love, crushed instead by the heavy, hollow weight of lust and repeated defeats. What…
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Even though the image of Jesus commonly portrayed in the Western world is historically inaccurate, mockery only carries power when it is directed at the true God—the One who holds authority over the world and the universe. Wearing that specific figure around the neck is not random; it targets the real authority behind the symbol,…
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This poem is for people haunted by eyes that once sparkled with wonder, now overflowing with ruin. She chose and obsessed—to go to the soul cage.I wrote this once I saw: love without real caution is just code waiting to flood.Faith sank deeper when pretence ended and her obsession met my disarray.No sermon here just…
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This poem reflects a powerful metaphor for life, where the speaker’s journey mirrors Bruce Lee’s Game of Death—a symbolic ascent to power and control, only to face a sudden, devastating fall. The “forbidden mansion” and the throne symbolize the speaker’s elevated status or achievements, acquired through perseverance, but also under constant threat from those seeking to take it away. The mansion’s levels represent challenges or stages of personal or external struggles.
The “yellow medallion” is a striking image, symbolizing both power and vulnerability, with its brightness likened to the sun. This may represent the speaker’s identity or achievements that are visible and radiant but also open to attack. The throne signifies the speaker’s position of power, which must be guarded from those who ascend through the mansion, symbolizing rivals or life’s challenges.
The poem takes a dramatic turn when a mysterious figure appears and, with a snap of fingers, overturns the speaker’s reality, flipping the mansion upside down and destroying what had been built. The fall from grace is inevitable, with everything the speaker has worked for “shattering to the ground.” The mysterious figure embodies fate, unforeseen events, or internal conflict—forces that easily dismantle what once seemed invincible.
The whispered line at the end, “I am satisfied watching your games and party die,” evokes a sense of bitter defeat, as if the speaker’s struggles and achievements were part of a larger, uncontrollable game. This final line hints at the futility of clinging to power and control, reminding the reader that even the most glorious positions can crumble at the hands of fate or time.
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IntroHit The Gas… is a vivid meditation on impatience, desire, and the fragile illusion of escaping time. Through striking imagery of shattered hourglasses, blood-soaked moons, and frozen skies, the poem captures a desperate attempt to outrun mortality in pursuit of love. In that suspended moment, time bends and intimacy feels infinite—but reality inevitably restores its…
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We live in a time where love is labelled toxic while lust is celebrated as liberation, and that contradiction should trouble us. Love asks for discipline, sacrifice, and commitment — qualities that build stability — yet it is side-lined and neglected, waiting on the bench of modern culture. Lust, on the other hand, is praised,…
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Mechanical Love explores the haunting idea of love stripped of free will. The poem imagines a world where human agency is buried “six feet deep,” replaced by chemical impulses and mechanical repetition. Joseph Le Artist presents love not as a conscious choice, but as a programmed reaction—driven by dopamine rather than desire. The transformation into…
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Power no longer hides in shadows it flickers on our screens, injected into daily life while we run the wheels built for someone else’s amusement. Eyes open, minds on cruise, we mistake repetition for truth and noise for freedom. Epstein becomes a symbol of the rot behind the curtain, where influence circulates quietly, systems feed…
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Intro:This poem descends into the moment betrayal is no longer hidden and rage learns to speak. What begins as loyalty rots into illusion, and from that fracture, wrath is born—not as chaos, but as intention. Read with caution: this is the anatomy of a soul pushed past forgiveness. Outro:And when the echoes fade, what remains…
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In the relentless tick of the wristwatch, time reveals its cruel indifference—Father Time eroding youth, flesh, and fragile hopes into dust, while death lingers like an inevitable embrace. This piece confronts the quiet terror of running out of moments for authentic love, crushed instead by the heavy, hollow weight of lust and repeated defeats. What…
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Even though the image of Jesus commonly portrayed in the Western world is historically inaccurate, mockery only carries power when it is directed at the true God—the One who holds authority over the world and the universe. Wearing that specific figure around the neck is not random; it targets the real authority behind the symbol,…
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This poem is for people haunted by eyes that once sparkled with wonder, now overflowing with ruin. She chose and obsessed—to go to the soul cage.I wrote this once I saw: love without real caution is just code waiting to flood.Faith sank deeper when pretence ended and her obsession met my disarray.No sermon here just…
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This poem captures a sense of internal conflict, blending themes of speed, creativity, and spiritual turmoil. The speaker identifies as a “speed demon,” suggesting a feeling of uncontrollable energy or compulsion, especially in the act of writing or creating (“these poetic artistry’s / evoke fast as lightning”). The imagery of lightning conveys a sudden, intense force driving the speaker to produce their art quickly, almost recklessly.
The “demonic source with rage” hints at a darker, perhaps destructive, inspiration. It suggests that the speaker’s creativity comes from a place of anger or inner torment. The plea for divine forgiveness indicates awareness of the destructive nature of this force, implying a moral or spiritual struggle.
The poem then shifts toward existential contemplation. The speaker wonders if death, personified as a seductive figure (“her cherries D’amour”), might offer release from this internal battle. The phrase “snatches my soul” suggests both fear and resignation, as if the only way to stop the creative chaos is through ceasing to exist.
Overall, the poem evokes a powerful tension between creation and destruction, spirituality and darkness, and the speaker’s attempt to reconcile their drive with their desire for peace.
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IntroHit The Gas… is a vivid meditation on impatience, desire, and the fragile illusion of escaping time. Through striking imagery of shattered hourglasses, blood-soaked moons, and frozen skies, the poem captures a desperate attempt to outrun mortality in pursuit of love. In that suspended moment, time bends and intimacy feels infinite—but reality inevitably restores its…
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We live in a time where love is labelled toxic while lust is celebrated as liberation, and that contradiction should trouble us. Love asks for discipline, sacrifice, and commitment — qualities that build stability — yet it is side-lined and neglected, waiting on the bench of modern culture. Lust, on the other hand, is praised,…
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Mechanical Love explores the haunting idea of love stripped of free will. The poem imagines a world where human agency is buried “six feet deep,” replaced by chemical impulses and mechanical repetition. Joseph Le Artist presents love not as a conscious choice, but as a programmed reaction—driven by dopamine rather than desire. The transformation into…
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Power no longer hides in shadows it flickers on our screens, injected into daily life while we run the wheels built for someone else’s amusement. Eyes open, minds on cruise, we mistake repetition for truth and noise for freedom. Epstein becomes a symbol of the rot behind the curtain, where influence circulates quietly, systems feed…
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Intro:This poem descends into the moment betrayal is no longer hidden and rage learns to speak. What begins as loyalty rots into illusion, and from that fracture, wrath is born—not as chaos, but as intention. Read with caution: this is the anatomy of a soul pushed past forgiveness. Outro:And when the echoes fade, what remains…
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In the relentless tick of the wristwatch, time reveals its cruel indifference—Father Time eroding youth, flesh, and fragile hopes into dust, while death lingers like an inevitable embrace. This piece confronts the quiet terror of running out of moments for authentic love, crushed instead by the heavy, hollow weight of lust and repeated defeats. What…
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Even though the image of Jesus commonly portrayed in the Western world is historically inaccurate, mockery only carries power when it is directed at the true God—the One who holds authority over the world and the universe. Wearing that specific figure around the neck is not random; it targets the real authority behind the symbol,…
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This poem is for people haunted by eyes that once sparkled with wonder, now overflowing with ruin. She chose and obsessed—to go to the soul cage.I wrote this once I saw: love without real caution is just code waiting to flood.Faith sank deeper when pretence ended and her obsession met my disarray.No sermon here just…
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This poem presents a powerful exploration of duality, inner turmoil, and the struggle between an outward facade of innocence and an inner world brimming with darkness. The speaker describes themselves as appearing innocent and refined, symbolized by their “Versace lenses” and “glowing like a pearl,” which represent a polished, external image that others perceive. However, beneath this surface lies a deep, violent rage and monstrous tendencies that they struggle to control.
The poem delves into the idea of fate and prophecy through the introduction of a “virtuous woman” who sees the speaker’s true nature and predicts a future where they will become a “monstrous king,” bringing devastation and violence. The speaker initially denies this prophecy, but over time, they come to realize its truth as they see themselves transforming into the beast the woman foresaw.
The imagery in the poem is vivid and evocative, particularly in the depiction of the “inner beast” and the “mirror of full fleshed wild beast,” which symbolize the speaker’s growing awareness of their dark side. The contrast between the speaker’s outward innocence and their inner monstrosity creates a tension that runs throughout the poem, culminating in the acknowledgment that their violent nature will ultimately lead to their downfall.
The poem concludes with a resigned acceptance of this fate, as the writer prepares for their inevitable end, still hiding behind their Versace lenses. The use of luxury imagery, like “Versace,” juxtaposed with the themes of violence and inner darkness, emphasizes the disconnect between the speaker’s appearance and their true nature. Overall, the poem is a haunting reflection on the struggle with inner demons, the inevitability of fate, and the cost of maintaining a façade.
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IntroHit The Gas… is a vivid meditation on impatience, desire, and the fragile illusion of escaping time. Through striking imagery of shattered hourglasses, blood-soaked moons, and frozen skies, the poem captures a desperate attempt to outrun mortality in pursuit of love. In that suspended moment, time bends and intimacy feels infinite—but reality inevitably restores its…
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We live in a time where love is labelled toxic while lust is celebrated as liberation, and that contradiction should trouble us. Love asks for discipline, sacrifice, and commitment — qualities that build stability — yet it is side-lined and neglected, waiting on the bench of modern culture. Lust, on the other hand, is praised,…
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Mechanical Love explores the haunting idea of love stripped of free will. The poem imagines a world where human agency is buried “six feet deep,” replaced by chemical impulses and mechanical repetition. Joseph Le Artist presents love not as a conscious choice, but as a programmed reaction—driven by dopamine rather than desire. The transformation into…
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Power no longer hides in shadows it flickers on our screens, injected into daily life while we run the wheels built for someone else’s amusement. Eyes open, minds on cruise, we mistake repetition for truth and noise for freedom. Epstein becomes a symbol of the rot behind the curtain, where influence circulates quietly, systems feed…
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Intro:This poem descends into the moment betrayal is no longer hidden and rage learns to speak. What begins as loyalty rots into illusion, and from that fracture, wrath is born—not as chaos, but as intention. Read with caution: this is the anatomy of a soul pushed past forgiveness. Outro:And when the echoes fade, what remains…
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In the relentless tick of the wristwatch, time reveals its cruel indifference—Father Time eroding youth, flesh, and fragile hopes into dust, while death lingers like an inevitable embrace. This piece confronts the quiet terror of running out of moments for authentic love, crushed instead by the heavy, hollow weight of lust and repeated defeats. What…
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Even though the image of Jesus commonly portrayed in the Western world is historically inaccurate, mockery only carries power when it is directed at the true God—the One who holds authority over the world and the universe. Wearing that specific figure around the neck is not random; it targets the real authority behind the symbol,…
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This poem is for people haunted by eyes that once sparkled with wonder, now overflowing with ruin. She chose and obsessed—to go to the soul cage.I wrote this once I saw: love without real caution is just code waiting to flood.Faith sank deeper when pretence ended and her obsession met my disarray.No sermon here just…
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This poem captures the essence of a menacing clown persona, reminiscent of Stephen King’s Pennywise. The poem paints a vivid picture of this clown’s intent to instill fear while maintaining an eerie sense of pride. Let’s break down the elements and themes:
Breakdown and Themes:
- Identity and Power:
- “If I was a clown, I would be Pennywise” sets the stage by referencing a well-known horror character, establishing the clown as a powerful and terrifying figure.
- “Terrorise you with pride” suggests that the clown takes pleasure in its power to scare and control others.
- Influence on Society:
- “Society will know I am not shy” conveys confidence and a public display of its unsettling nature.
- The line “keeping your inner child hypnotised” indicates the clown’s ability to manipulate innocence and create fear.
- Sinister Intentions:
- “Capable to snatch their soul right beneath their eyes” describes a supernatural or metaphorical power to corrupt or capture the essence of a person.
- This evokes a sense of helplessness in the victim.
- Atmosphere and Imagery:
- “Feel the surgical summer like you been baptised” uses vivid imagery to describe a transformative and possibly violent experience.
- “By a blooded wolf in the middle of the night under the blooded moonlight” creates a chilling visual of danger and the supernatural, with the “blooded” imagery enhancing the theme of horror.
Suggestions for Enhancements:
- Rhythm and Structure:
- Consider using consistent meter or rhyme to enhance the flow and impact of the poem.
- Example: “Beneath their eyes, I steal their soul / In shadows where the nightmares roll.”
- Further Imagery and Symbolism:
- Explore additional symbols of fear and transformation, such as mirrors, shadows, or whispers, to deepen the eerie atmosphere.
- Example: “In mirrors cracked, my laughter lies / A whisper that no echo denies.”
- Expanded Themes:
- Incorporate themes of deception or illusion, as clowns often wear masks and hide true intentions.
- Example: “A painted grin hides darker schemes / Where nothing’s ever what it seems.”
Final Poem:
Here’s a revised version incorporating some of these suggestions:
If I Was a Clown
If I was a clown, I’d be Pennywise,
Terrorize you with pride in my eyes.
Society knows I’m not shy,
Your inner child, I’ll hypnotize.I’ll snatch your soul beneath your gaze,
Feel the summer’s surgical blaze.
Baptized by wolves in the night,
Under the blooded moon’s eerie light.Beneath their eyes, I steal their soul,
In shadows where the nightmares roll.
A painted grin hides darker schemes,
Where nothing’s ever what it seems.
This version enhances the original ideas while maintaining the sinister tone and themes of power, fear, and transformation.
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