Ecstacy!

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Life-long-spent in dwelling hard on mysteries unfathomed by sage or bard have led me to believe that I shan't concieve the faintest glimmer of a reprieve from the matter-of-motion-in-space-and-time. (I could have encased this smatter of rhyme in blocks of lines far more sublime but I prefer to empower a paradigm)​

shift into the unrelenting void, it-loves-to-eat-you-as-much-as-you-love-to-be-consumed, and I felt the weight deployed from gloom and doom to tomb and womb, of a soul without a mass - yet zero! and alas, we have no reason that should fetter the spirit in the letter! Steps now heard behind, a club-footed pursuant so many think unkind,​

brings a gift, a karmic rift, sundering the satiety that causes us to drift from paths appointed to the anointed so(u)l-within, unforetold lest we make too bold a move to assess or redress a destiny of delicious sin-no-longer is the Will-of-the-stronger-nothing-becoming-something-surviving-throughout-the-ageless-inertia-of-striving-needs-no-direction-but-only-a-section-of-space-to-employ-identity's-joy.​

ECSTACY! O that I might die in thine arms tonight!​

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"On my way to making amends within myself to be what I became. Sometimes it feels like the whole wide world has made itself my enemy. But I will stand upon my own two feet and raise my head up."​

and:​

"I'm losing control and I like it. Freedom feels like the noose is gone."​

-Alex Varkatzas, My Sanity on the Funeral Pyre​

From Atreyu: The Curse​

 

wow!