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curious how this old soul marooned here on this bleak unfulfilled island wasteland of dreary dreams unfulfilled, desiring a change into something more static, let's see how it moves, this Promethean forged mystical monster, see how it wrecks halls, shakes earth, tears limb from spurting limb buttoned with crimson coats. don't beat your fists against this, this impenetrable veil, only it's own weapon destroys it, only it's own vice traps it, only it's own desire enslaves it, only it's own punishment sets it free of this hell we've made of a generation so separated from itself, the monster from the mind, the body from the soul, each is a number, there is no difference, see the unity between both, see the infinite reaches of the finite circumference. break the bound of reason imposed upon our eden, the energy abounds freely creating itself as god, creating all that follows it in the universe of i and in the mind's eye the monster can only be seen chained to his circumference, chained to the brain, chained to the body. see through the layers peeled, the soul is in every fibre, chained arm to shoulder, the soul is in every fibre, chained brain to mind heaven living in hell married, chained to itself, the soul is in every fibre, the moon to earth chained, the earth to the sun chained, the sun to the soul chained, the soul is in every fibre.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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