Tuesday 15 June 2010

InfinitE ReSuRRection


On a perpetual nightmare [an undying season of torturous brain weather]…

The hope of an escape that would annihilate the mind for good,
walked the plank - much farther than that point were earth and universe merge as time without end
and I did emerge as what I had been before – a dreamer with but a vision to defend;
a dreamer, with but fantasies on which to depend.
But as keenly as a virus infiltrating pores,
all that had been declared godly entered my heart;
as keenly as the chauvinist instigating chores,
all that was supposed satanic entered my heart.
Only astonished, I fell to knees on shredded memories.
Only astonished, I searched the sky for emotions to apply.
Much more than astonished, my sickness deep inside, for once, did not confide;
merely doubled up then died.

As I stood by a cavernous hill, where at the age of 30 years I was born,
I questioned why it had taken all those years for my foetal mind to form,
an exquisite feeling sat down next to me and proclaimed a notion of intent -
that all life would live inside of me, if I would just allow a magick, heaven sent.
“But faith in the untouchable holds no part of me!” I did reply.
That feeling looked toward myself with a portrait of perplexing insanity
and I knew, right there and then, that I could become the secret five percent
I held in awe throughout all my tragedies but never spent.
That those years that came before, all the evil would be no more,
the black in me would go below and burn in hell forevermore.

So I left man’s sacrilege behind and did descend that lonely place,
as I walked toward new life, unspeakable beauty by my side,
a distant music did touch me somewhere never touched before;
questions did arise but I just let them fall…
I turned to look and she looked back at me, eyes that only purity could believe.
We walked on and on towards eternity, knowing that uncertainty is life
and inside life the only surety is mortality.
We walked on and on, past much suffering and pain…
There were carnivals, exhibitions, theatres of decadence and ever-lasting inquisitions,
ships were sinking; men were killing, dams were bursting and blood distilling.

Then came the point I stood to listen and became conscious of an understanding
there and then I made the eternal connection,
The mystery of life revealed... Infinite Resurrection.

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