Under the curtain of night, where stars murmur ancient enigmas
Under the curtain of night, where stars murmur ancient enigmas,
Dwell the true metaphysicians, hidden among excess and hedonism,
Through the extension of senses, through the martyrdom of their desires,
They uncover our nothingness, the abyss camouflaged by life's ephemeral feast.
In the dance of shadows and light, among the whispers of forbidden dreams,
The hedonist sacrifices his soul on the altar of undying pleasure,
Through rituals of ecstasy and agony, he strips away the veil of reality,
Discovering an inner realm where darkness and light embrace and dance.
Through ironic laughter and the deep whispers of the night,
Their senses are open portals to unseen mysteries,
By martyring their senses, they open the gates to infinity,
Finding in the ephemerality of existence a chasm of hidden meanings.
Under the pale and enchanting moonlight, brimming with secrets,
They extend their vision beyond the conventional horizon, touching their own mystery,
Falling into the abysses of shadow, they discover the finite essence of each dream,
Echoes from the soul’s chasm, where nothingness shines like an unseen star.
In goblets of nectar and the hypnosis sung by fog's sirens,
They martyr their senses, revealing an unseen world,
In tears of pleasure and suffering, they embrace their transient death,
Finding in the fragility of each moment the axis of their universe.
The hedonist, in his sacred chaos, between destruction and creation,
Is the explorer of entwined darkness and light,
With each step through the abyss of senses, he reveals the beauty of nothingness,
For it is only through the martyrdom of our desires that we uncover the depth of existence.
Thus, under the mantle of night, we learn from the mysteries of the hedonist,
We stretch our senses toward the unknown, martyring desires,
For only then will we find the abyss hidden beneath each fleeting gleam,
And in the bittersweet melancholy of life, true magic will be unveiled,
Showing us that within our nothingness dwells infinity.
Copyright © Dan Enache | Year Posted 2024
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