(2014)
#Rebel
The Sun Is the center of consciousness In our solar system Within it
I was once a pauper A vagrant rich with pride Of earthly goods I had my fill And paid with greedy eyes
As I rise From the depth of dream, A pair of eyes Meet mine Instantly
How can you hold To your poison So tightly And lap at its Froth, as your
Contradictions brood Like vipers in my mind, Waiting restlessly For their food I feed them
Every point of View, is Incredibly limited It is only One of infinite,
Greatness appears in a Hushed intimation, But swiftly again it departs Great devastation frustrates My elation, and drops me
She implied; An imply little lie A Treacherous Treason Of body And mind
The hunch Is back Now quick, Attack! Straighten
You come before me With the veils Of your trance The wooshing And whirling
Lost, in the Tangle of Eternity’s Hair, I, the blind child Of Night, Inherit a dying world
There’s no one to blame but myself… I exclaimed But who is yourself that You blame? Hm... maybe I ought to think that…
The Darkness Stills neither The heart Nor the mind But rather
Aching, No object, Aching, No cause, Just aching,
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…