(2013)
#Contradiction #Dilemma #Philosophy
There’s no one to blame but myself… I exclaimed But who is yourself that You blame? Hm... maybe I ought to think that…
How can you hold To your poison So tightly And lap at its Froth, as your
The Darkness Stills neither The heart Nor the mind But rather
She implied; An imply little lie A Treacherous Treason Of body And mind
A true rebel Does not take The opposing course Of action He questions the
As I rise From the depth of dream, A pair of eyes Meet mine Instantly
I devour the light Encompassing worlds in my shadow Casting lesser beings Into the desolation of their deeds Wailing, Wailing
The hunch Is back Now quick, Attack! Straighten
Greatness appears in a Hushed intimation, But swiftly again it departs Great devastation frustrates My elation, and drops me
Her lashes linger Softly as they bat, Like ripples on the Surface of my memory O, how she
The Sun Is the center of consciousness In our solar system Within it
To say there is no God Has just as little meaning As to say there is one Crest to crest Is all hot air
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
Aching, No object, Aching, No cause, Just aching,