
Dissected Threads
Tread One :The Enigmatic Allure of Malèna: A Philosophical Reflection on Beauty, Isolation, and the Human Soul.

The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a

The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold

The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force

The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t

The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.

The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow

The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “A Flood of Fiery Lies” “Deceptive information flooding my timeline looks like a flooded fiery hell.” Open my phone, and it’s ablaze—a torrent of deceptive information Israel-Palestine pours through my timeline, a deluge that scorches and drowns in equal measure. Posts flare

The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “Ignorance on Parade” “Palestine or Israel? None of thee of above, both governments are controlled opposition and isn’t hard to tell.” The question echoes everywhere—choose a side, pick your flag: Palestine or Israel? It’s a snare, a trap disguised as a choice,

The Third Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “Those Painting the deceptive imagery From Behind the scene” “The deceptive art been displayed are painted by those with more money than Bill Gates behind the scenes painting narratives causing chaos and disarray.” Step back from the canvas of today’s turmoil—the Israel-Palestine

Soul Divided: James 1:8 on Israel-Palestine War The Second Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “spiritual division” Everyone around me are conflicted and torn apart between loving and hating the deceptive art displaying two nations going to war for a piece of land, they religiously and historically adore.” The air

Dissected Threads
Tread One :The Enigmatic Allure of Malèna: A Philosophical Reflection on Beauty, Isolation, and the Human Soul.

The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a

The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold

The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force

The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t

The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.

The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow

The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “A Flood of Fiery Lies” “Deceptive information flooding my timeline looks like a flooded fiery hell.” Open my phone, and it’s ablaze—a torrent of deceptive information Israel-Palestine pours through my timeline, a deluge that scorches and drowns in equal measure. Posts flare

The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “Ignorance on Parade” “Palestine or Israel? None of thee of above, both governments are controlled opposition and isn’t hard to tell.” The question echoes everywhere—choose a side, pick your flag: Palestine or Israel? It’s a snare, a trap disguised as a choice,

The Third Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “Those Painting the deceptive imagery From Behind the scene” “The deceptive art been displayed are painted by those with more money than Bill Gates behind the scenes painting narratives causing chaos and disarray.” Step back from the canvas of today’s turmoil—the Israel-Palestine

Soul Divided: James 1:8 on Israel-Palestine War The Second Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “spiritual division” Everyone around me are conflicted and torn apart between loving and hating the deceptive art displaying two nations going to war for a piece of land, they religiously and historically adore.” The air

The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a

The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold

The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force

The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t

The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.

The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow

The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “A Flood of Fiery Lies” “Deceptive information flooding my timeline looks like a flooded fiery hell.” Open my phone, and it’s ablaze—a torrent of deceptive information Israel-Palestine pours through my timeline, a deluge that scorches and drowns in equal measure. Posts flare

The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “Ignorance on Parade” “Palestine or Israel? None of thee of above, both governments are controlled opposition and isn’t hard to tell.” The question echoes everywhere—choose a side, pick your flag: Palestine or Israel? It’s a snare, a trap disguised as a choice,

The Third Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “Those Painting the deceptive imagery From Behind the scene” “The deceptive art been displayed are painted by those with more money than Bill Gates behind the scenes painting narratives causing chaos and disarray.” Step back from the canvas of today’s turmoil—the Israel-Palestine

Soul Divided: James 1:8 on Israel-Palestine War The Second Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “spiritual division” Everyone around me are conflicted and torn apart between loving and hating the deceptive art displaying two nations going to war for a piece of land, they religiously and historically adore.” The air
The line—“My shine’s a guillotine, black diamonds gleam, / Time’s a corpse, no medics for the dream. / Custom death, I call the jeweller first, / Then the coroner—your fate’s been cursed. / My watch ticks doom, no mercy, no pause, / Your reflection kneels to my unholy laws”—is a haunting exploration of power, mortality, and the human quest for meaning. Its vivid imagery, blending opulence with dread, challenges readers to confront existential and spiritual truths. The speaker’s godlike control and the relentless march of time create a tension that resonates across philosophical and biblical frameworks. This article unravels the philosophical and biblical meaning of the verse, delving into themes of vanity, time, mortality, and redemption, while inviting readers to reflect on its profound implications.
The Guillotine of Materialism
Philosophically, the verse wields a “guillotine” of materialism, its “black diamonds” symbolizing wealth’s seductive yet lethal allure. The speaker’s act of calling the jeweler before the coroner reveals a chilling hubris, as if death can be curated like a bespoke jewel. This godlike control, however, is undermined by time, depicted as a “corpse” with “no medics for the dream.” The imagery evokes Friedrich Nietzsche’s concept of the abyss, where human brilliance gazes into a void of meaninglessness. The guillotine’s gleam reflects a broader existential critique: wealth and power, though dazzling, are powerless against mortality’s blade. The verse thus challenges readers to question material pursuits, urging a search for purpose in the fleeting dreams that persist despite time’s decay. This resonates with existentialist thinkers like Jean-Paul Sartre, who emphasized creating meaning in an absurd, indifferent world.
Time’s Relentless Judgment
The “watch ticks doom” without mercy, and the “unholy laws” force reflections—others’ lives, hopes, or legacies—to kneel, painting a world where divine order is usurped by amoral sovereignty. Time’s indifference, a universal guillotine, cuts through all human constructs, from wealth to ambition. This relentless ticking aligns with Albert Camus’ absurdism, where humanity grapples with a universe devoid of inherent purpose. The speaker’s attempt to impose “unholy laws” mirrors a futile rebellion against time’s judgment, yet the kneeling reflections suggest that even this power is illusory. Philosophically, the verse invites us to embrace the fragile dream, finding meaning not in defying mortality but in living authentically within its shadow, a call to courage in the face of inevitable doom.
Biblical Warnings of Vanity
Biblically, the verse echoes the somber wisdom of Ecclesiastes: “All is vanity” (Ecclesiastes 1:2). The guillotine-shine and custom death mirror the Teacher’s critique of wealth as a fleeting pursuit, unable to outlast death’s curse (Ecclesiastes 2:11). The speaker’s “unholy laws” recall the pride of Babylon in Revelation, glittering with riches yet doomed to collapse (Revelation 18:7). Time’s corpse and the absence of medics evoke the Fall in Genesis, where death entered as humanity’s curse (Genesis 3:19). The speaker’s rebellion against divine authority underscores the futility of human power, akin to the Tower of Babel’s collapse (Genesis 11:4-9). This biblical lens reveals the verse as a cautionary tale, warning against the vanity of self-made sovereignty and the illusion of control over eternal consequences.
Redemption’s Hope Beyond Doom
In stark contrast to the verse’s nihilism, Scripture offers redemption: Christ’s resurrection triumphs over death’s guillotine, promising eternal life (1 Corinthians 15:54-57). While the speaker’s watch ticks doom, the biblical narrative points to a hope that transcends time’s corpse, urging pursuit of divine purpose over worldly gleam. This tension—despair versus salvation, vanity versus eternity—makes the verse a profound meditation on human existence. Its haunting beauty lies in its ability to provoke reflection, blending existential dread with spiritual possibility. Readers are invited to share their interpretations in the comments, exploring how this dark poetry speaks to life’s deepest questions and challenges us to seek meaning beyond the curse.

The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a

The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold

The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force

The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t

The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.

The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow

The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “A Flood of Fiery Lies” “Deceptive information flooding my timeline looks like a flooded fiery hell.” Open my phone, and it’s ablaze—a torrent of deceptive information Israel-Palestine pours through my timeline, a deluge that scorches and drowns in equal measure. Posts flare

The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “Ignorance on Parade” “Palestine or Israel? None of thee of above, both governments are controlled opposition and isn’t hard to tell.” The question echoes everywhere—choose a side, pick your flag: Palestine or Israel? It’s a snare, a trap disguised as a choice,

The Third Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “Those Painting the deceptive imagery From Behind the scene” “The deceptive art been displayed are painted by those with more money than Bill Gates behind the scenes painting narratives causing chaos and disarray.” Step back from the canvas of today’s turmoil—the Israel-Palestine

Soul Divided: James 1:8 on Israel-Palestine War The Second Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “spiritual division” Everyone around me are conflicted and torn apart between loving and hating the deceptive art displaying two nations going to war for a piece of land, they religiously and historically adore.” The air

The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a

The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold

The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force

The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t

The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.

The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow

The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “A Flood of Fiery Lies” “Deceptive information flooding my timeline looks like a flooded fiery hell.” Open my phone, and it’s ablaze—a torrent of deceptive information Israel-Palestine pours through my timeline, a deluge that scorches and drowns in equal measure. Posts flare

The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “Ignorance on Parade” “Palestine or Israel? None of thee of above, both governments are controlled opposition and isn’t hard to tell.” The question echoes everywhere—choose a side, pick your flag: Palestine or Israel? It’s a snare, a trap disguised as a choice,

The Third Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “Those Painting the deceptive imagery From Behind the scene” “The deceptive art been displayed are painted by those with more money than Bill Gates behind the scenes painting narratives causing chaos and disarray.” Step back from the canvas of today’s turmoil—the Israel-Palestine

Soul Divided: James 1:8 on Israel-Palestine War The Second Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “spiritual division” Everyone around me are conflicted and torn apart between loving and hating the deceptive art displaying two nations going to war for a piece of land, they religiously and historically adore.” The air
The philosophical underpinning of this vivid, violent poetic imagery lies in the tension between purity and corruption, a recurring theme in existential and moral philosophy. The speaker’s “barbaric antics” and katana-wielding poetry reflect a Nietzschean rejection of conventional morality, embracing a radical, destructive act to “cleanse” a world deemed inherently impure. This aligns with Nietzsche’s concept of the will to power, where creation and destruction are intertwined—here, the artistry of poetry becomes a weapon to annihilate and, paradoxically, to renew. The assertion that “no one under the sun is pure” echoes existential despair, akin to Sartre’s view of human existence as fraught with inauthenticity, justifying extreme measures to confront this truth.
The invocation of “crucifying” with “sharpness the artistry” suggests a sacrificial motif, reminiscent of Camus’ absurd rebellion. The speaker’s method, though “insane,” is a deliberate confrontation with the absurd—a refusal to accept a meaningless world passively. By wielding poetry as a katana, the speaker elevates destruction to an art form, akin to Artaud’s Theatre of Cruelty, where shocking acts aim to awaken dormant truths. The “horrific scene” is thus a philosophical statement: to dismantle a corrupt world requires a violence that is both literal and symbolic, forcing society to face its own moral decay.
Yet, the final plea to “revive Azuza soul” and “illuminate society with hope” introduces a redemptive counterpoint, suggesting a Hegelian dialectic—destruction as a precursor to synthesis and renewal. This hope, though fragile, aligns with Buber’s philosophy of encounter, where true change emerges from confronting the “other” (here, society’s flaws) with radical authenticity. The poem’s barbarity, then, is not mere nihilism but a philosophical gauntlet: to shatter illusions of purity, expose humanity’s shared guilt, and carve a path toward a reimagined, hopeful society through the crucible of poetic violence.