There shall be no owning of human… No webs to ensnare, bind, or enmes… The noble spirit in penetrant flig… Of Liberty, Love, and Limitless… But what of sweet AMA, in sorrow…
Contradictions brood Like vipers in my mind, Waiting restlessly For their food I feed them
Lost, in the Tangle of Eternity’s Hair, I, the blind child Of Night, Inherit a dying world
The hunch Is back Now quick, Attack! Straighten
To say there is no God Has just as little meaning As to say there is one Crest to crest Is all hot air
Her lashes linger Softly as they bat, Like ripples on the Surface of my memory O, how she
I devour the light Encompassing worlds in my shadow Casting lesser beings Into the desolation of their deeds Wailing, Wailing
To merge with nothing, I... ...Then when I return I’m refreshed
Aching, No object, Aching, No cause, Just aching,
Greatness appears in a Hushed intimation, But swiftly again it departs Great devastation frustrates My elation, and drops me
The Sun Is the center of consciousness In our solar system Within it
As I rise From the depth of dream, A pair of eyes Meet mine Instantly
Every point of View, is Incredibly limited It is only One of infinite,
She implied; An imply little lie A Treacherous Treason Of body And mind
A true rebel Does not take The opposing course Of action He questions the