by Kaero Davis
And to our irritation it’s by someone that we love,
Exit Scenario
“We may not feel at all that any of this is doing us any favours, but there’s bound to be something we just aren’t seeing at that point in time. If we can somehow separate ourselves from the now – forget the emotion, stand outside yourself and observe – you might see the real – or the whole of the lesson you’re really learning here. You might get to see the underlying message on an outside observation at you or the circumstance. And it might give you a more peaceful state of mind, peaceful state of being to see all that’s going on around you simultaneously. We see things that ache and of course hurt but all that is, is, really just moulding us into a smarter, wiser being. A stronger being, emotionally stable and more. It helps to see the constructive criticism – where it is constructive – and not where you’re feeling you’re just being scrutinized. And it’s healthy to ask. Ask them for the reasons, listen and the message will become clear soon enough.” – Netheil.
Enter Scenario
“We are simple men, we do as we need to keep sustained. Fight brave and true for honour and glory. We farm lands and travel in search of new lands to grow plants to survive and other resources. We pray to our Gods for success and offer glory and worship to their names. Make hot passionate love to our wives and lovers, exercise alongside our fellow men with combat training and hunt for meat and furs. We fear nothing but the loss of freedom and loss of loved ones but say prayer for our lost. Pray they’re riding the wings of Valkyrie to the gates of Asgaard. To Valheim. The after-world we all fight and live for and always give praise. We fight fiercely and show no mercy to our enemies. We work hard, fight hard and play hard. We often embellish our stories of good fortune and laugh and drink and feed in halls consuming mead and wine. We tell of raids we’ve patrolled and contribute our fortunes equally amongst our brothers. Prizes and of course tales of our bravery and courage. We aim to appease our Gods so that they may bless us and allow us to dine aside with them after our life on the earth. I am proud to be me and am proud to belong with my brothers, friends and family. And tales of us all will be told through the ages. Looked up to as kings of the old world. Kings of old ways. And when my tale will be told in the feast halls, I then shall be proud of that also.” – Ruek.
Valhalla Awaits
It’s been ritual for us for thousands of years,
To fight our foes without the slightest fear,
Marching through mud and spattering blood we cheer,
When Death Looms ever near,
We battle through the blizzards of ice and snow,
We deliver bone shattering blows,
Our violent confidence always grows,
Our hearts never knowing woes,
Favorably, Death sets us free,
The Valkyrie will carry me,
To the feast in the halls beyond the gates,
My Valhalla awaits…
Every man has his own story,
But every one of us fights for glory,
Giving no warning before we go storming,
Leaving no moment wasted on mourning,
A blood-stained fate is mine,
And ill breed hell before my time,
So one day I’ll enjoy a wine and dine,
In the pride of my Gods’ divine,
Favorably, Death sets us free,
The Valkyrie will carry me,
To the feast in the halls beyond the gates,
My Valhalla awaits…
Exit Scenario
“I am a proud warrior and when it’s my time, I’ll have a legend of a tale to tell, my name will be praised through the ages to come. Remembered as kings, my brothers and I, and the men we slayed in battle as the tyrants they were – may whoever their Gods be they pray to- not be as merciful as they had believed. The fools. I toast to honour and glory, Slainte! Skoll!” – Ruek.
Enter Scenario
“There’s a rare chance that once feeling stuck stranded amongst similar beings – you begin to resent the odd characteristic you share with them. You don’t often realize there’s a part of you that you used to enjoy about yourself that soon turns out to be more of a hindrance in the presence of say a similar, much older being. You begin to very much dislike it. At times you can never tell whether it’s intentional, facing the mirror – or, it’s just an unlucky stroke of chance you crossed someone similar in mind and method of thinking. For some it’s less fortunate to be imprisoned alongside someone in equal attributional proportion. It could turn out to be a real Hell, or to some a blessing – until you clash. We face unthinkable truths, and when say, you’re incarcerated, despite how different the degree of the offense – they are all in there for the same reason. Broadly put – they’d just happened to commit an offense. It might be just by pure coincidence that you finally realise - your attitude and perspective of life had in fact put you there – it might be that you only realise after seeing another as deep in the shit as you, but once it has dawned on you – it doesn’t just go away, it eats away at you inside. A private individual unthinkable, hellish truth proven based on past decisions without ever having really been thoroughly thought through – the implications, the consequences – but the painful ugly truth you’re left to face to your lone in isolation away from the public. Locked up in the joint with fellow offenders of which not all whom have quite grasped the depth or degree of whatever violation. Not all know – not all will change either.” – Cren.
Walk Free
I’ve got 40 years’ experience you can see just in my face,
I’m younger than I look but I’ve lived a fast pace,
I can’t quite remember when it was I’d forfeit my grace,
But it ended in a relentless and unpleasant place,
Forsaken a lengthy term in prison,
Time in isolation, away for transition,
Metamorphosis beyond any recognition,
Rehabitant detoxing poor decisions,
You get wise and wily fast,
Learn to cover your arse,
Make peace with the past,
And cast back out at long last,
A lot of men die but they all bleed,
All fearsome, fiery, dangerous breeds,
From minor offenses to outrageous monotony,
You anticipate the day you know you walk free,
Sentenced a lengthy term in prison,
Time in isolation, away for transition,
Metamorphosis beyond any past recognition,
A rabid re-habitant detoxing off poor decisions,
Many men die but at some stage bleed,
All fiery, fearsome, and dangerous breeds,
From minor offenses to outrageous monotony,
You anticipate the day you know you walk free,
And I do –
God knows I fuckin’ have…
Exit Scenario
“It’s the conscience that kills. When you sooner know better, you want to apologize out of a painful embarrassing plague of guilt and shame. Sometimes you can’t. sometimes there is nothing left, at times the monster roaming free inside you completely razes and destroys any reputable repenting chance at restoring the peace. Many people in incarceration die either by suicide or murder – and if not – they’re attacked and are grievously harmed in ways, they bleed. Those of us though that do rehabilitate and are released eventually, anticipate and anxiously await to see the day we walk free.” – Cren.
Enter Scenario
“Intent is a major influence in willing something to be. One way or another our deepest desires or darkest of horrors will eventually reach us when we give it enough thought – enough energy put into whatever we want – or not, to come true. If you say something to yourself over and over you’d call it a kind of mantra, a kind of affirmation – but saying it over and
over will steadily reinforce the power it has in and over our thought patterns. If you tell yourself something over and over you are soon going to believe it even if you know it isn’t true to begin with, we can start to believe it is and the repetition itself – saying it out aloud – will give it some kind of power and by some magic force will begin to happen for real. It might be positive, but it might also be real negative. And upon knowing this you’ll find there’s some kind of connection between the universal influence of energy being spent on whichever it was that was willed. A specificity is required and you might as well call it a wish; and some of the best wishes made come true through a practice similar to what you’d see people do, when they’re in prayer to a God they worship, or whatever their belief. There’s a similar process working there. One generally gives thanks and praise to their belief and ask for things like; strength to face their perils, or courage to let go of painful memories that only discredit growth and forbid people moving forward – healing, or – people might ask for forgiveness in prayer and ask for the patience and capability to understand and handle being around other folk they might generally have difficulty getting along with, forgiveness for themselves and promising in turn forgiveness on those who’ve wronged or trespassed against them…etcetera, (sometimes I forget we live in a world where not everyone thinks to do this – in some way or another can’t get passed what people think of them and act like some kind of arsehole because they might just be attempting to keep up appearances within their preferred social clique or – as I like to say “cliché,” it’s sad and at times I find it disgusting behaviour but people need to find out what they’re doing wrong on their own – you can’t tell them) but the point I’m trying to make is if you’re sincere and you put your heart into whatever you pray silently for, you put energy into what you’re asking out into the universe – it hears you, and it will more often than not feel you, feel what you’re feeling and know exactly what it is you need, and you’ll soon be granted that peace of mind. It helps to be aware and sensitive to the signs. Because you might just get what you wish for, what you crave but then you might just miss out and never actually see when the universe has responded to you. If you don’t look and keep an eye out – you’ll miss that opportunity you’ve been hoping, praying, asking for. It might come around again, but that depends on what you do or how you go about it. You can will something into an existence – of course there are things that are just too ridiculous to happen – yet they might still, timing might just be off is all.
This poem I wrote, is about willing something into existence, something I’ve thought often about but never really talked much of, mainly to the fact that I don’t think it’s something too many people are capable of taking seriously or believing me about but I’m not making it up – stranger things have happened, and I’ve had too many experiences to just let this inspiration go so lightly. Hope you enjoy this. You may have even noticed this yourself…” – Ukod.
Will Be Out
Something’s are meant to be whilst others aren’t,
And we may wish for or against with full heart,
But how can it be so that some come to be?
Whether blissful pleasures or chaotic monotony,
A superstitious jinx or an irrational coincidence,
Is only given power by the belief in it,
When you freely give belief, you freely give it will,
And it can cause grief or a mighty thrill,
Faith goes a long way in our quest,
And belief is the power we invest,
But give it your best and be surprised,
Or just protest and you’ll be denied,
The universe is always listening,
To the desires our hearts are wishing,
But I myself relinquish all doubt,
And say naught but, Will be out,
Leap into faith and do your best,
Pave your place and put to test,
And be awarded a surprise like you’ve never dreamed,
By the cosmic influence to gratefully intervene,
Faith will go a long way in your quest,
And belief is the power you must invest,
Give it your best and be pleasantly surprised,
Or just regress in which case you’ll be denied,
The universe is watching and listening,
To the desires all our hearts are wishing,
I myself relinquish all doubt,
And say naught but, Will be out,
The universe is ALWAYS listening,
To the desires our hearts are wishing,
And I myself relinquish all doubt,
And just simply say, Will Be Out…
Exit Scenario
“Many people believe in different things; different cultures have various beliefs. There’s nothing saying it never works for the true believers either. You give it power the more intent you feed into it – whatever it is you ask for. There’s no saying Heaven and Hell don’t actually exist, maybe there is a paradise and a purgatory afterlife here on earth – and you can bet that if it is real – then it survives solely because of the millions of believers giving it power with their love and faith. That Shangri-La or Valhalla people work toward – it’ll be there because of the faith and belief – the energy, people are feeding into it while alive here on this earth. You’ll be surprised yourself if you can keep an open mind and practice a sensitivity to the signs. Things that stand out to you that might remind you of something you’d only silently, privately, secretly wished for, willed for whilst alone or in your head and heart. You get what you give…In a manner of speaking…” – Ukod.
Author’s Amends:
I, Kaero Davis, wish to make an apology for the mistakes in the first printed manuscript of DeSensitizer – Heavy Mental Maladies for Heavy Metal Melodies. I deeply regret it wasn’t first seen to that it wasn’t what it was meant to be, thankfully I’ve read through it three times before having it reviewed by trusted eyes and sent back to the publisher. It was indeed my first time but there were a few factors that played being; being too eager to have rushed it before sending to be printed, the financial expenses partially deterring me from having an editor go over it that I’d decided to just reformulate a proper thorough manuscript the way I had first intentionally intended for it to be. It is now as I’d hoped, and I deeply apologize for what inconveniences there were in wait. I’d made comments on social media about it throughout but miscalculated the time it would take me; the first print was a complete mess but I have been the more thorough with it now. And for what disappointment I left on you, the audience, of the first print - I will include following this with a handful of fresh new pieces making it in the second volume of DeSensitizer. Thank you for being patient and again I am most deeply, regretfully sorry.
I wish to also spread a thanks to all who have influenced me past and present, I won’t mention any names, thank you to all of you to have had a massive part in my life, people I’ve had hard times with but have also shared the best with. Thank you ever so sincerely for praising me when I needed it and being supportive in desperate times. Thank you for pulling me straight when I friggin’ needed it, but thanks for everything, love you all, friends, family, foes and all whom I’ve never yet had the privilege to know…all past and present.
Sincerely, kind regards,
Kaero ‘Heathen’ Davis
PREVIEW TO
DESENSITIZER
VOL.2 – MORE MENTAL FOR MELODIES
TEASER TITLES;
(DESCENDING FROM LAST TO FRONT)
Chapter 6 –
‘The Christ Witch Horror’, ‘Off, To Higher Comparison, ‘High, And Too Off Comparison’
Chapter 5 –
‘Death, Myself’, ‘Those Cryptic Testaments’, ‘Perverted’
Chapter 4 –
‘Cyber Show’,
‘Cut Above The Rest’, ‘Mr. Ess’
Chapter 3 –
‘In Defence Of The Context’, ‘Mindful Of The Mindless’, ‘Think Like You,’
Chapter 2 –
‘Appearing Standard’, ‘Point Blackened’, ‘Working On Spite’
Chapter 1 –
‘Forward Motion’, ‘Shield’, ‘DeSensitizer’
The Christ Witch Horror
Come, sit by me and I’ll tell you a tale,
I’ll shed an insight certain to make you pale,
I’ll reveal a system, powerful yet frail,
A mass cult masquerading as religion, a false portrayal,
Millennia back, scriptures spake a man exists but is later worshipped,
The son of God? Nay, abomination, a witch and cunning wordsmith,
It takes contemplation, his manifestations, are clever and well-disciplined illusion,
Persuasion, manipulation, I bet you never once saw his sickened amusement,
Has a man have the right to teach another through contradictory webs of lies?
If I told you finer points of separate perspectives, you’ll find you’ll be surprised,
A man dies, crucified, but doesn’t stay dead – three days by He’d rise,
Folklore define witches doing this, only, centuries later – drowned and burned alive,
Only a man with a huge ego would claim to be the son of God,
If you could trick simple minds, you’d be mad if you had not,
But what was the true reason why his coven had soon forgot?
