(2013)
#Arrogance #Ignorance #Poison
The hunch Is back Now quick, Attack! Straighten
You come before me With the veils Of your trance The wooshing And whirling
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
A true rebel Does not take The opposing course Of action He questions the
Aching, No object, Aching, No cause, Just aching,
To merge with nothing, I... ...Then when I return I’m refreshed
I was once a pauper A vagrant rich with pride Of earthly goods I had my fill And paid with greedy eyes
Lost, in the Tangle of Eternity’s Hair, I, the blind child Of Night, Inherit a dying world
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…
There’s no one to blame but myself… I exclaimed But who is yourself that You blame? Hm... maybe I ought to think that…
Every point of View, is Incredibly limited It is only One of infinite,
The Darkness Stills neither The heart Nor the mind But rather
The Sun Is the center of consciousness In our solar system Within it
As I rise From the depth of dream, A pair of eyes Meet mine Instantly