I. INVIGORATINGLY EXHAUSTIVE THIS EXHAUSTIVE INVIGORATION!TO UNDERSTAND THE OBLIVIOUS NATURE OF NATURE! TO SMILE IN THY SILENCE; TO BREAK THY SILENCE WITH LAUGHTER! TO STARE THROUGH THE VEIL FROM BOTH SIDES, A DISENCHANTED EQUILIBRIUM! II.The melting of the mind into it self leaves nothing behind, and yet a life is lived within this divine high, now beyond indifference, the representation of "I" can rush forth, blazing a smile, furious burning, absolving ignorance and the evil yearning for something more than nothing when nothing is everything. "I" temper my Dominion with Virtue. "I" preserve my Love by giving in Abundance. "I" maintain Peace by embracing Sorrow. "I" cause Change through the nature of my Work. "I" am grateful for this Wisdom and Understanding. FUCK IDEOLOGY. III.We might call this full circle, the smell of fresh cut wood beneath the rustling leaves of trees. But we dwell not overlong, for this is but one sphere of many, and as the spirit flows the world moves on. Each successive moment is a sacrament in which to revel. IV.I facilitate the Will of the Spirit. Yet none of the forms that it takes do I serve or worship. They, like myself, are degradations. They are only fragments of a whole. If I must in any way deal with them it is in the same manner as I excrete. Naught, but a necessary function. So, bold adepts of the new age, pay no homage, shower no accolades upon the gods of old or new, but simply let the spirit flow, through. We are manifestations of a greater source, yet our wills doth shape the energy it emits. Embrace not the folly of personification! Deify not the petty aspects of ego! Will the Love to Consider thy Being! Be the Will that Loves to Consider! Consider the Being that Loves to Will! Love to Consider the Being of thy Will! There is no Seperation! Simultaneous is the Revelation! An eternal Transformation! Onward! To the next stage of Permeation! V.To be the axle upon which the wheel turns. It revolves; you are the center of its devotion. This world has become you. Would you care for it? In your deepest heart of hearts, in the yawning chasm of no thing, would you radiate outwards infinitum? Would you stain the blank white sheet? Would you desecrate perfection with existance? If so, thou art a god. If not, thou art not, and yet, thou hath truly become.
Wowzers, I have to read that a couple more times. Ya blew my mind away. Massive and certainly deep. A little long to penetrate each twish and grasp at once but it's a curious piece! Overall feeling...this is about self. Self realization, knowing you're a part of something much bigger. Self punctuation. Ones identity and how it relates to the world/surroundings. Last part (V) is just amazing. I wonder how long it took you to write this beast. May I suggest that "Fuck Ideology" be your sig? That's just too classic! "If so, thou art a god. If not, thou art not, and yet, thou hath truly become." Gorgeous!
TO SMILE IN THY SILENCE; TO BREAK THY SILENCE WITH LAUGHTER! TO STARE THROUGH THE VEIL FROM BOTH SIDES, A DISENCHANTED EQUILIBRIUM! The melting of the mind into it self leaves nothing behind, and yet a life is lived within this divine high, now beyond indifference, the representation of "I" can rush forth, blazing a smile, furious burning, "I" preserve my Love by giving in Abundance. "I" maintain Peace by embracing Sorrow. Grateful for this Wisdom and Understanding. Each successive moment is a sacrament in which to revel. I facilitate the Will of the Spirit. Yet none of the forms that it takes do I serve or worship. They are only fragments of a whole. We are manifestations of a greater source, yet our wills doth shape the energy it emits. Will the Love to Consider thy Being! Be the Will that Loves to Consider! To be the axle upon which the wheel turns. It revolves; you are the center of its devotion. This world has become you. Would you care for it? In your deepest heart of hearts, in the yawning chasm of no thing, would you radiate outwards infinitum? Would you stain the blank white sheet? Wonderful and insightful were these lines. This poem has an abundance of thought producing material and pure power mixed with empathy. Well done or should I say well transmitted. "Not all who are illumined eat hotdogs on thursday." "The name of Sin is Restriction ~ A. Crowley" What is a blind spot and how do we develop 360 vision?
It is in learning that the number of degrees to which we may categorize such things as "vision" are so beyond any finite number such as "360" that we learn to disarm the very blindness of which you speak. Indeed, and yet in spite of this fact, they are all within our possibility to know if we so will, if we dare to seek. but mum's the word, eh? much love
