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Decompositions​:​Volume Number One

by Circle Takes the Square

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i. Enter By The Narrow Gates "All Hope Abandon Ye Who Enter Here." -Dante, The Inferno Bring forth the Light, To raze colonies In a single cleansing breath. Don't sleep, my queen; The sun rises one less time Than it will set. Now overhead, the stars That guided our forebears Have turned to dust. And underfoot, the churning Framework of this earth Succumbs to rust. Bring forth the Light. These dreams of Thunder displace, Dismantled spirit's burnt bare- Sylphs in the shards resounding, "Open to the Field!" Depatterned, floating in Grace, Mapping the fragments... "For to awaken and reassemble, Enter by the narrow gates." All has been inscribed In the footnotes of time, From the rising dead To the falling rains; From these proving grounds To the burial mounds Of fallen satellites' Skeletal remains. From a timeworn note's Subtle feeling-tone, To the coiled scales In this mistaken mode. Felt the birch bark walls Of the temple shake, When those who from heaven, To this earth came. From Eleusia To the Killing Fields; From the Promised Land To the coming plague; From the trenches of Every whispered war, To the future wreckage Of the Large Array. For the gate is wide, And the way is broad, That delivered me (Insufferable in-between) From the fleeting dawn To this endless night, In the labyrinth Of the Iron Kings. Now my footsteps take precedence as the traffic sounds fade, And this city's lungs have purged their last breath. I'm held captive at the curb before the World's End Lane, Where I pledge my self to uncertainty. From this shattered breaking point each new step must be Nothing short of the saddest act of sorcery. In search of that fleeting adversity, O, merciless emptiness, that used to possess me... So farewell Persephone, at rest on the altar, Who dared to merge stone with the skies. What curses of men guard the bridges you built, dear? What doorways, what star-gates have you left behind? So I'm following stardust, what's left of the twilight, To get to that last jagged line. To the edge of the earth by the age of rebirth. I'll dissolve, end this realm, and reclaim what is mine. Take in the knitting air, Part with the cleansing breath, Destiny turns the soils in which we manifest. Suffer the burning coals, Yield to the spiral tides, Peer into the darkness, that all may be defined. (swing wide the narrow gates)
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ii. Spirit Narrative Stalking the formless Collapse, She strings me along... Vapor trails, Disappearing tracks; Entanglement unwinds In threads of golden error. What strange attractors ahead, Lie awake in wait? Crossing this fertile Expanse, To commune with the life-less... Spirit narrative, Rite of passage; Progress is paralysis When poison is my path. I'm laid to rest, Just to rise again. Hell-bent circuits- Shadows speak through the frequencies. Heaven-sent asylum- One psychotic break and the veil recedes. Channeling devastating Revelations of the method From the other side of Somewhere. From the endless halls of Elsewhere. In some mythic story arc I wake; Hand pick your pleasure, feast, then fall from grace. Fabled Decline; Within The text Resides My next Shape Shift Time Slip. Listless, When the hammer drops. To be still, When the narrative breaks down. Holding centre Under shelter Of this altered state. At rest, In the restlessness That was forged In this state of changing phase. All structure failing: God's forsaken sanctuary. In field of view Her solid state Our passing tryst Just melts away Sublimate The Great Divide The Grand Design Defected Solidify The Great Divide Our cells collide The Grand Design Deserted- Demiurges running free. Arcing archangels- Only resonate out of sympathy. Summoning shocking Demonstrations of the method From the chambered heart of Nowhere (Where the feedback feeds on echoes). Baiting the feral Demise, On the heels of Culture... Another crippling analysis, Unraveled Dreams now interpret me, At the trail's end of this False Awakening.
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iii. Way Of Ever-Branching Paths "Reality is not always probable, or likely." -Jorge Luis Borges At your doorstep Cloaked in negative space First frost aches To lay its claim At the threshold Between without and within First foot prints Disgrace the virgin soil Ignoring refusal Let the winter in Indian Summer Defiant forever Let winter have its way Through hollow insides Made of branching halls First step falls Vanishing reasons I chose this course Death is in season Inward to source INITIATION Vanishing reasons I chose this course DISINTEGRATION Death is in Season Step inside... One thousand faces Stare back from their fractured origin In turn Turn another corner And lose my place A blue print for disorder The Way of Disarray Backward glare Burnished obsidian walls Reflect the endings That will never... Unfold Fold the corners over To hold my place The panic feels so familiar In a breath-work maze Clear the air Ceremonial smoke rings Fill the creases Where the trauma collects You better keep your thought forms clean How we, the Conjured, seek To breach the compass of this dream Illumination Elimination Tangental slipstreams Derail our train of thought Stationed in fog Composing Decompositions In constant revision Infinite indecision Encaged Within a finite space Help me hide it away Under thin coats of cracking paint Under smothering soundscapes Where every layer I've made Competes for a place Enchanting parlor tricks And slights of hand Made me a god Here in obscurity Confined to making believe So help me wish it away... But how long Yeah, how long Before I'd beg to bring it back into life? To bring it into the blue grey The Grey matters Matters of the Maker Mark and Measure Locus of control Order, theorized Crooked, our belief In the straight line Leave room for failure One fatal mistake That human touch Planning its own obsolescence The scent of senescence Permeates Our vast potential Fated to fade Our monuments Willing its own expiration Ground to powder Chaos, improvised Stolen fire Blessed are the thieves In these end times Distill it down into a single line Meet the demands of the mountainside Compromise is such a loaded word When landslides are singing Hermetic melodies Only we could hear We clutch the chords Forgotten anthems reappear Encoded messages Only we could speak In native tongues Ancient strains have gone to seed Entangled crossroads Only we could see Beyond the fear Our new creation will be gleaned From the wastelands Of the insincere Winged beauty she looms Inside a derelict cocoon Inspiration strikes Under flashing flood lights Winged beauty emerge To search this tortured world for new growth Resurface, Recreate, and Redeem Shades Of night Blossoming Within These Laced Pathways Of Hekate's Garden Retrace Mind streams Following Her lead Wellsprings Whispering The Rites of INITIATION I chose this course DISINTEGRATION Inward to source PREVERBERATIONS Follow the stations Through branching halls ANNIHILATION Fever breaks my fall Dionysus, good heavens You've gone to pieces In search of closure, you went within... Everything and Nothing Clashed In counter movements, Rotating spins- A dream, A dream And nothing more. Chart the startling curves Of your dementia (No way out) Map the staggering depths Of one dimension (No way out) Like clockwork witchcraft One must suffer to pass Suffer to Pass Like clockwork witchcraft My dreams now abandon me Suffer To Pass In time, you'll add my shadow To your overspilling urn And match my every move Step for step, turn for turn Reclaimed by a destiny I revoked A trajectory, resigned Writhing In surrender Storm clouds gather in this altered state Hard-wired To the recklessness of perception Bathed in artificial light Steeped in fabricated time Storm clouds gather in this altered state Ever-spinning, The Great Wheel: Void of progress. Ever-Branching, The Great Work: Grieve the dying Dying art Art of process Tunnel visions Wander without aim Through the Gauntlet. Spirit Guides, Forward Exits- Disembodied nights Shrouded in war paint; Losing mind To behold The Other side
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iv. The Ancestral Other Side "He who dies before he dies, does not die when he dies" -Abraham of Santa Clara Take hold If we fall before we fall, we do not fall when we fall through Take hold If we fall before we fall, we do not fall when we Take hold If we fall before we fall, we do not fall Take hold If we fall before we fall, we do There are forces at work here beyond This Realm of Self in which we reside A call to consciousness with no response Another view from that vanquished other side May this healing crisis Unmask the faceless All those who occupied my peripheries (Fever Builds) Silent flakes of snow bite your tongue Until their angles and hardlines grow soft Atomic winter, a drifting dormant sun Boundaries and bridges all a blur Your life spans, my disconnected dots (Fever Breaks) May this healing crisis Make known the nameless Who colonized my soul When the other side took hold Hiding in a healer's Sacred heart, the worst disease- Caverns of atria, Black holes of empathy. Where pale and distant Shapes made of shadow speak Forms in a feedback loop Of abandoned memory... Allied in our open wounds, We bleed venom and wild flowers bloom, They give way To the side-winding vine, To the brambles of time. Love's first creation was loss. Red-shifted horizon looms, Echo chamber of self-imposed solitude Mass and weight fall away My true nature escapes What was boundless now stands consumed. Refiner's Fire Ancestral Flame MAKER OF LIGHT Radial Voices Recursive Planes Engaging only this moment, While the patterns erase Mandalic sand BATHED IN BLOODLINES A desperate plea to stay present, In the ember's embrace Non-attachment retreats In a pillar of steam Another mantra in splinters At the Maker's feet Precepts deconstructed, Focus, going astray I refuse to Burn Falling Forward Through fevered visions, Silence devouring its own tail. Unbroken circle, Grant us the crisis needed to heal, Through fevered visions, Silence devouring its own tail. Unbroken circle, Grant us the crisis needed to heal.
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V. Prefaced By The Signal Fires Hanging in the balance Between the pauses of the second hand So long awake... IN WAIT (Four colours cloud the sky) IN WAIT (Red rivers dripping dry) Our bottomless well of wishes, drained Igniting in the vacuum Between the friction and the everlasting flame Lifetimes amass, dormant... I WAIT (Backlit volcanic shore) I WAIT (Five pointed star is born) As it is in the Void, so it is under my skin Posing in prayer on the South Rim Shrouding the ridgeline in Softness Finding peace where Endings begin Premonitions Of a quickening pace, At the rock face Brushing with broader streaks Treat the symptom Of a paradigm shifting, No lantern burns long In this cavity Flickering In and out of Becoming TOTEM EMERGING Tied In the mind's eye Pendulum is pacing Blind In the psyche Sliding scale of belief Is tipping Transmutations Prefaced by the signal fires Intuition Scrivened pigment and clay, Past lives play out at each stage In this gallery Wavering Archetypes intervening On the walls of a hand painted cave I confess, You are a stunning mess- Unbetrothed to a single spectrum. I digress, No vow of permanence Has a deep-rooted hold On its host- Mycelial Massacre Gnawing away (They're gnawing away) These tracks I laid. And the praise it was fraudulent Nothing sacred in my fingerprints Shed my skin as a parting gift SLASH AND BURN, and start again Through the lens of predation Monochrome interpretations Only fit for the color-starved Strip-mine my flesh, I WILL ASCEND At a cut throat crawl Traverse the grounds of decay At a cut throat crawl To erode at a glacial pace Trance-formations Sawtooth waves of transition I regress, Hypnotic dissonance- Every lie that I told Is a ghost- Residual Apertures Haunting the frame (They're haunting the frame) Sequential fates Massacred Gnawing away (They're gnawing away) Legacies waste. SIGNALING FIRE SIGNALING FLAME Illuminate the Way In this world of wounds Transcend with hands in the earth In this world of wounds To amend with hands in the dirt Off course in the crooked rain Always chasing a distant flame (At a glacial pace) Untwine yet another braid Clutch this tangled cord In this world of wounds We can heal with hands in the earth In this world of wounds Climb forevermore EVerandeverandEVERandeverandevER (balance can never be restored...) "Sorrowing, Sighing, Bleeding and Dying" New hymnals sound from the mouth of a cave (...will never be restored) The chosen betrayed us, worshipful conquest Healers in ash at the foot of a stake Wild waters forgotten In violent eruption OUR TOTEM EMERGES Field and fountain Moor and mountain WAITING... For the Sign
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VI. A Closing Chapter (Scarlet Rising) (All awash in Scarlet rising Bloodbath birth marking A passing age) Adoration For the elder gods Was a closing chapter Now the sky Is a vacant throne Apparitions Patterns we projected Shake me out of slumber Pull me back To the deep unknown TO DECODE: Inscriptions On the inner circle Interwoven spirals Signaling We're not alone (All awash in Scarlet rising Bloodbath birth marking We're not alone) So, pin me down To your vast embroidered web. By witchery, self was conceived... I made a bride of the moonlight Endured refusal for a thousand lives She guided me through the temporal streams In turn, how I would disgrace thee We made a shrine of this mountainside Built our blood from its root and vine A sylvan ashram to shelter me In turn, how I would betray thee I made communion with a hungry wind It lapped the salt from my calloused skin And I know, I was warned not to fall for the meek In turn, it preys on me Take cover Never saw it coming (Cover) Touching down Where pressure points meet Timelines diverging At the Trailhead of Eternity Take shelter Never saw it coming (Shelter) Breaking ground Where four corners meet Ley-lines converging At the Gatepost of Infinity ...form was perceived... No present tense No middle mixture gradients No tender hex Through and Through The Future Past Through and Through Just the gnashing of teeth (Passing Through) Just the wedding of two extremes Just my own failing grip (Passing Through) Losing feeling in my fingertips Overlooking a scene from the slaughter Of Innocence My alternate Selves strain and fracture Undertaking a rite on the altar Of Experience No deviant Virtues recovered Sculpting my death mask From living rock / kcor gnivil morF Shielding my true face From the Other... Letting go to grasp The paradox / xodarap ehT Contrary logic pervades... Passing Through The Looking Glass Passing Through Overlooking the slaughter Suspended in time Staring out from the amber Overlooking a scene from the slaughter RITUALIZE THE COLLAPSE Through and Through The Future Past Through and Through (...all awash in, scarlet rising...)
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VII. Singing Vengeance Into Being I'll depart, when the lights overhead have all but one burnt out, In a slow procession dragging every shadow, every doubt. What pioneers precede me? Cloven footprints left behind On a land base cut so clear, white trails blazed across the skies. Some spin wild in praise, most just need to save ourselves: A people out of time, who have lost the will to HOWL... From four legs Fortnights Withhold the rest begged of weary eyes. What rot-refusing cemetery Pines for all our kind? Teach me to scream In volatile whispers, (SIGNALING FIRE Teach me to wake inside your dream and stay forever. (SIGNALING FLAME) I could wage your wars, I could cast your spells, I could preach your meaning. (SIGNALING FIRE) Teach me the notes to sing Your vengeance into being... From two wings On high Patterned flight ignites an ink-blot sky. What fearful blackened symmetry Reflects our soul's design? This is no place for the noble or young Born with the taste of blood on our tongues TO FORGET / TO FORGIVE With a hatchet buried deep (Under Lapsing Time) Illumination lost its bearing. Eliminated light: Left her bereaved. Kaleidoscopic grief Tightening its noose. Now decoherent speech Is all that rings as true. Force your words through the gale Of circling fan blades, Just to hear another voice... Resonate God awful proof Crying out Paralyzed Poisoned heart still beating Short of breath Love lies bleeding Purified Cauldron over-boiling Vine of souls Serpent uncoiling EVER UNFOLD Trapped and tamed in this Thinning wilderness, Just skin and bone, We dared To let the demons in. Motion sickness setting in, Crystal waters darkening, Hair raised on our necks... We drew Our breath Out of the thick air Deviate Wandering kiss Co-create Seething abyss (Re)integrate Exiled arts Bi-locate Tear us apart So long, eternal youth- Bare feet and empty hands, I'm off to find the Truth In this pathless land. To command My nightmare "Speak your name" (in vain) Regards, untimely death- The urge to understand, Merely a lapsing crest Bound for the sand. If I should stray And disappear I fear what quantum scaffolding would be revealed And If only I knew At creations end the fog would lift and clear Unveiling: Silent Sovereignty Surfacing Pulverized Wounded heart stops beating Between lives Patterns repeating In verses To sing The Seeds Of Rebirth TO BE SEWED: In chorus To sing sing of hope Upwind, a budding Spring Parallel Galaxies of light Synchronize Tattered edges overlap Downstream, the Nettle's sting Winding down Vortices of time Narrowing Tired movements come to pass In violent symphonies, Let us sing it into being. The ancient corridors Are closing Our hexagonal hives Collapsing The antique pathways Corroding Our holographic lives Enfolding on themselves Shudder in the quake Of pending Eschatons Hatchet buried deep With a paradise we lost FORGIVEN / FORGOTTEN Drafting my swan song
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IV. Arrowhead As Epilogue Long of tooth Many rings now in tow Return Another cycle brought to its close Grant the heavens thirty years To make good on their word Bow your head, now, in surrender Saturn Return Devoured Descendants RIVERS FLOW Currents damned will never veer Devoured Descendants ELDERS GROW Branches shorn shall never bear The burden of the seer For sight is both a blessing and a curse To resurrect the Trickster's song We declare the Arrowhead as Epilogue Raven ARISE, from what was lost... Explorations in decay: Atthisaltitudeoftheunwellmoralcompassspinslikeaspiralstaircase This union is forbidden, Love Two-spirited embodiment of One Open windows Tangled antlers Crossing over Through the caverns Seeking answers On the record this is regret Passages in-progress Pass for memories For the record this is contact All my words fail When we meet in dreams Off the record you were laughing In the crashing waves Gone with the tides Wading out to the sea May those crooked spears of light guide you home May you carry no more crushing weight A soul displaced From it's herd of white buffalo Return... Return to The Source. Awaken... Awake from this dream, Wake from this dream. Explorations in decay: Inthisdatastreamdeliriumthemethodisthemaze Its just the fingerprints on a photograph, a wrong turn off the branching path Give me station, Some awareness, In this static aftermath. Rising from the ashes Out of the empty Halls of vacuity Caesura breaks, Dreamer... AWAKE (Adrift in revery) AWAKE (Sleepwalking effigies) As it is in my blood, so it is in the Night Sea Growing in the silence Within the womb of a long expectant pause Timely demise, new worlds... ARISE (Water gives way to Fire) ARISE (Nature's enduring choir) We must turn the old leaf, that we may pen a new page Burning offerings for a dying age
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V. North Star, Inverted In circular dance We call down the craft Face the end "Gods arrive On the wings of the wind Fade to black How the mighty descend Gods arrive On the wings of the wind Fade to black" So it begins... Out of body Torn out of time Diseased Centers align Revelations Storm cloud swept signs Whirlwind revolutions Drifting by At ease Within decline Out of body Torn out of time Grace redefined Elliptical Trance Flared prominence Magnetic draft Face the end... The future can't sleep, It doesn't need to, It dreams standing up like the statues In the gardens we'll pass through- Past the guardians at the gatepost, The Light: how it gives and it takes. Pitch black, the poles lost their grip, Let the axis reverse- Precious balance of mind now disturbed... This world, it slips and tears. And if the smoke ever clears, Will the southern skies now host The Northern Lights? Let's make pretend: "It was all a delusion, It's all in your head. It was all an illusion, Like gold out of lead." The present can't see, It is blind but has visions Of pillage and pilgrimage, The purging of empires- Tyrants, their treasonous wars... Then without warning its done. A clean slate just feels like a dead weight, The burdens of surface stone Scrapes skin from bones, As we crawled across dark parking lots, Felt the forest floor cringe... And let the cities cave in. The past lost its voice, It can't speak but was spoken for By pundit and prophet... Until the dust clouds around us Eroded our embellished belief In some fixed history. Could we recognize Symbols made of smoke? Across the canopy, That soft-spoken sky, Burnt by the torchlight As we chart out the ley-line. Pray the earth it won't break one more time, All the voices we heard As we followed the fault lines. Devoured, digested, cast out... Decomposed. "Gods arrive Line of dark chariots Starlight dies I can't bury it yet Wheels of fire Swing they so low Fade to black Carry us home" Polaris slips her tongue Through a kiss made out of cinders, In a marriage of chemicals. The sky's sulphur heart, carved-out veins of slate, The pulse of the earth- How it sinks and it slows. An oil corn and wine coated keystone, The archway, two columns (now ash and dust) Frame this path for us, The undeserved- Brought low and unpreserved From this unhallowed gaze, we profane; The cursed abandon the weak, To stagger on in a stolen display Of confusion, of faith. The North Star, she nods out, Doused her torch, left us forever Without promise or penance. We're left to merge with the trench, Taught the cruelties that it takes to survive. "Just accept to be free." I used to waste my skin, Shed my time, change my colors, Until I settled for peace... In death, an emerald sea stands before me Unveiled but unbowed- Each wave's a rainbow of sound. Could we recognize Any signal in the noise? Across that static sea, O, crestfallen sky Yearn for the currents That carved out the ley-line. Pray the earth it won't break one more time, All the voices we heard As we followed the fault line. Pray the earth it won't break, All the voices we heard as we followed. Pray the earth it won't break, All the voices we heard as we followed the fault lines. Devour, break down and black out... Decompose.

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released December 21, 2012

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Anthony Stubelek at Rockstudio, Brunswick GA.
Produced by Circle Takes the Square and Anthony Stubelek.
All artwork hand-drawn and designed by Drew Speziale
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