(2014)
Inspired by "The Soldier and the Hunchback" by Aleister Crowley
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I was once a pauper A vagrant rich with pride Of earthly goods I had my fill And paid with greedy eyes
A true rebel Does not take The opposing course Of action He questions the
To say there is no God Has just as little meaning As to say there is one Crest to crest Is all hot air
Greatness appears in a Hushed intimation, But swiftly again it departs Great devastation frustrates My elation, and drops me
As I rise From the depth of dream, A pair of eyes Meet mine Instantly
Contradictions brood Like vipers in my mind, Waiting restlessly For their food I feed them
I devour the light Encompassing worlds in my shadow Casting lesser beings Into the desolation of their deeds Wailing, Wailing
You come before me With the veils Of your trance The wooshing And whirling
Her lashes linger Softly as they bat, Like ripples on the Surface of my memory O, how she
She implied; An imply little lie A Treacherous Treason Of body And mind
There shall be no owning of human… No webs to ensnare, bind, or enmes… The noble spirit in penetrant flig… Of Liberty, Love, and Limitless… But what of sweet AMA, in sorrow…
Lost, in the Tangle of Eternity’s Hair, I, the blind child Of Night, Inherit a dying world
The hunch Is back Now quick, Attack! Straighten
There’s no one to blame but myself… I exclaimed But who is yourself that You blame? Hm... maybe I ought to think that…
To merge with nothing, I... ...Then when I return I’m refreshed