ThirdEyeCandide

Third Eye Candide

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WINTERING IN THE TROPIC by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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WINTERING IN THE TROPIC

Burn me with your cold star Singe my wings if you would keep me from your lonesome turn me away and i'll forgive you everytime i return to claim you for mine and lovingly watch you burn in Hell just like you want me too i'll see through you and say those things that twist you hateful, and misshape the way you live... for nothing but think it would kill you to need someone and then you'll get what you really want when you let me ravage you deeply with your devils taking photographs of perfect love you wont be happy until your utter abandon finds Hope i'll never tell you how to think of your self as worthless and i won'

in the basement where we keep by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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in the basement where we keep

in the basement where we keep our little gravities- apparently the earth gave way and hell announced a cavity. allow for strange attractors to collapse before they're intimate. and never take the stairs until you've locked the room beneath it. according to the rule there may be echoes from the chamber a misery of wraiths or a raven in the manger. or a hackle of contempt the very air, a shrike of drone. an epistle from a hornet's nest- at the back of our throats. in the very, very quiet where we keep our little maladies- apparently the basement is as good a place as emnity. allow for cain and abel and perhaps you have the h

Done In The Dirt by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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Done In The Dirt

that tree on the hill, in the midday sun unfurled a majestic gnarl of old glory, sustained by a bounty of Time a thing full of slow thoughts, thoughts that precede our asking whose branches have forsaken hands in favor of open arms that have no word for love and yet that's all it does we sat beneath it's wholesome fuss of ripe fruit, sinking in. you in your yoga pants, poaching a dragons egg in thick blue grass i in my cups, sipping vineyards of brandy from a deerskin champagne glass staring at your beautiful joy the both of us slouching on the couch of Creation each with our own remote. we were up-close noses pressed agains

epiphany with black rainbows by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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epiphany with black rainbows

epiphany with black rainbows that kill people sometimes have you ever left your raincoat suddenly the only cloud in your Kansas finds you leaning into a black wind and icing on the fruitcake hat-less your hands in your [ ragged empty ] you call pockets clutching threads and mending holes with numb prayers faith-less have you then ever found your raincoat over shoulder just where you left it only to stumble upon your hat or one look just like it and then you put it on and the damn thing fit ? if you have then you know this is me lending gently, you my coat. hoping you take it f

at 2:36 p.m. you were leaving by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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at 2:36 p.m. you were leaving

part 1 at 2:36 p.m. you were leaving your adorable skin swimming in numinous joy gone from time with full lips at 2:49 p.m. you had too many gods though you toil in dead stars sleeping more fierce than untied knots part 2 you were leaving your adorable skin and golden bees were swarm in love with all your love part 3 at 2:59 i was inside you.

A Sober Moment With A Dark by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

From a nail in her palm by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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From a nail in her palm

Hanging from a Nail in Her Palm she has a room to herself; she knows nothing about. a rough patch of grass, until her dealer gets out she has to feather her bed with codeine and cats just to make nothing happen as long as she can. she had a bruise try to heal, before she had it tattooed now she'll never forget how she hates herself too in the mirror hanging from a nail in her palm she found a knife in her back she could hang the mirror from.

as delicate as humming-bird... by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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as delicate as humming-bird...

as delicate as humming-bird tongues, teasing nectar from a titan the grass, leaning in the south wind , seeming as if emeralds, had sent tendrils up to suckle at the yellow breast, now, high above inflamed.... over soft new grass like strands of green gemstone, as delicate as humming-bird tongues teasing nectar from a titan, in the sky triumphant in the void, a golden bead in the baffling blue ! cattails,

The Winter in...Part 2 by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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The Winter in...Part 2

The Winter In Summer's Teeth [ Part 2 ] the sun has failed. not that the universe has ceased to love but it has surely quit the enterprise. we are the margins of " why. " And nothing leaves us as stranded as ourselves. i seek the green fields of your lush tongue. the dreary lisp of your swollen sunshine... i grapple for the eager drink of your dream to sustain the penalty of my willful love. the winter in summer's teeth is the frost that gives life to crisis. a golden gleam that has you as you are before the forest of your everything.

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WINTERING IN THE TROPIC by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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WINTERING IN THE TROPIC

in the basement where we keep by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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in the basement where we keep

Done In The Dirt by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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Done In The Dirt

epiphany with black rainbows by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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epiphany with black rainbows

at 2:36 p.m. you were leaving by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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at 2:36 p.m. you were leaving

A Sober Moment With A Dark by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

From a nail in her palm by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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From a nail in her palm

as delicate as humming-bird... by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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as delicate as humming-bird...

The Winter in...Part 2 by ThirdEyeCandide, literature

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The Winter in...Part 2

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a barn door, torn from the hinges of a tempest
and marble goats, chiseled from a monolith of dark thoughts
to be sacrificed on the altar of pitch dark
there are sigils that burn in the dense fog, and everywhere a banshee of rogue hope
and a siren of fine dreams.... and here there be oceans
[ and no map ]

Current Residence: USA
Favourite genre of music: Whatever I wrote that day.
Favourite photographer: My Eyes.
Favourite style of art: Abstract Expressionism
Operating System: XP
Wallpaper of choice: Paint
Skin of choice: My own
Favourite cartoon character: Peri from Spliced !
Personal Quote: not the last word of it's kind to crack the seedling of the mind.

Favourite Visual Artist

Salvadore Dali

Favourite Movies

The 24 Hour Day

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Tool,radiohead,MC Chris, Thelonious Monk

Favourite Writers

E.E. Cummings

Favourite Games

Splinter Cell, Oblivion, Gears of War

Favourite Gaming Platform

XBOX 360

Tools of the Trade

Piano, Guitar, Photoshop, My Frontal lobe

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Negating Idiocy

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ThirdEyeCandide

Oct 31, 2012

Box Of Halos

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this dream has no other dream it lingers in the fair Between and seldom in the inkling think the slightest thing less interesting than an overture, an ode to Odin or a stillborn child's twitch. in a box of halos  you will find petroglyphs in the hollow of bright yellow sugar-cube skulls  with red dots you will spread the virus. or hire lemmings to do your bidding in your war on angels with too many arms. on those little plastic shakers, with the little holes: filled with glitter. your annex of Poland, last june, and your Easter revolution... i could go on. no less bitter. but many harms have visited your dullard nova you could spi

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ThirdEyeCandide

Jun 6, 2011

A Love Carol

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Love is how you lose your possessions [and keep your real things...] Love is the Breath you Take [that you can't Take ] It was all ready Given.

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ThirdEyeCandide

Apr 29, 2011

OLD HABITS

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this could hurt and it will it drags your bones under your skin leaves you naked in the droning love youre drowning so blissfully in it spells your name without vowels and leaves a dagger to fill them in you dress the wound but remain naked in the fire of your sin you know the words but theyre gone you say them anyway and nothing happens then you say them again old habits.

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sofitahale

Dec 4, 2011

a lot of time since i talk with you where are you??

SasoDeiLover7

Oct 29, 2011

Thank you for all your support!

juliapaganidesign

Sep 28, 2011

Thanks for the favorite!

ThirdEyeCandide

Oct 1, 2011

You're very welcome !

Janufairy

Sep 21, 2011

I'm happy that you like my poem.

sofitahale

Sep 20, 2011

hiii! how are you ? so much time without knowing about you !
Lol i tried to do a dinosaur sorry about the bad draw...
deviantART muro drawing Comment Drawing

Janufairy

Sep 14, 2011

Hello to you too!