The Bipolar Monster Pt 2
This was how songs were once created
So he decided to share them with humans-humans
These words of beauty and grace did not just belong the ears of the gods, they belonged to the people below
Janus left his home for a day to bring his thoughts-thoughts to the good people of the Earth
His decent from the heavens was graceful a fun, the clouds made him feel buoyant and lively
He was never more excited than in that moment to share his words with the world below
At first the people were bewildered at the sight of a two faced man, speaking nothing but beautiful words
Janus taught the people secrets of the world and truths that would lie behind truth
But once humans started to hear these words they became upset and confused
They stopped trying to listen
And when humans stop listening they start to diagnose
They relegated this god to nothing but trickster
They relegated these two voices to nothing but lunacy
They relegated the god monstrous status
One day the god Janus was on Earth speaking his beauty to the people
When an angry herd of people-people came
They came with shackles
They came with their voices that diagnose
They came with fear in their eyes and hatred in their palms
They came to get rid the god of their village
Of their home
Of their safe spaces
They came to shackle and shut down his music, to cage the lark that once was free to sing to the skies
They came to call him defect, to call him deficit
They were scared so
They came to call him monster
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