Onirem2000
02-10-2009, 11:43 PM
Commentary/criticism welcomed.
Scurrying to and fro I highlighted everything with the tenderness of naivety
Today will be my silly parade where man’s feigned masquerades banter and flutter away
Murmur the word, untangle the knots, soften the speech. Blessed are the Meek, said Christ
For they shall possess the land. Like a fool parading the slums offering Sanctifying grace
I transfigured the dull world’s squalid lie into child’s play
I thought I was like an eagle ascending into the muses
Into the eternity where the artist eyes are blind to the sleaziness of life
Today Yahweh and I will walk with merry gates
At the navel I sat, opening my eyes, the world coming into sight
What a good boy I am, how wonderful are my creations, how majestic am I
So I bade all those upon my eye to listen to my sermons, and as I spoke
I watched myself propagate my fabrications
Who is to say I do not know about life
I am the voice of reason. I can be just like all the other blathering voices, never realizing they are just Historical manifestations
I lived the lie, rambling on, thinking myself high and mighty like Joyce
A long haired man with the face of a baby called to me, ‘Samael, Samael, I Have seen your kind,
Sparkling with pride in your eyes. Who are you to be questioning me?
Who are you to argue?
If you have ears to hear, let hear I called looking down
The fall of the haughty boy
The blasphemy spewed from my mouth, and as I awakened from my stupor
I had locked eyes with a man I thought like a child who on his path killed God
A man experienced in life
His words were fertile like the soil of the earth
And as he approached I was terrified, but when he swept over my wings
I was in blissful silence
I envisioned all the others like I come and go, weathered and distraught Until their final day,
Thinking their words would always reign supreme. Abased I sat on my stool And feigned a smile
Cynicism for life had blinded me from the infinite light of which I was nothing
I had been expecting the Kingdom of Heaven in my dreams, in my musings
All this time it had been upon my steps for all to see
Scurrying to and fro I highlighted everything with the tenderness of naivety
Today will be my silly parade where man’s feigned masquerades banter and flutter away
Murmur the word, untangle the knots, soften the speech. Blessed are the Meek, said Christ
For they shall possess the land. Like a fool parading the slums offering Sanctifying grace
I transfigured the dull world’s squalid lie into child’s play
I thought I was like an eagle ascending into the muses
Into the eternity where the artist eyes are blind to the sleaziness of life
Today Yahweh and I will walk with merry gates
At the navel I sat, opening my eyes, the world coming into sight
What a good boy I am, how wonderful are my creations, how majestic am I
So I bade all those upon my eye to listen to my sermons, and as I spoke
I watched myself propagate my fabrications
Who is to say I do not know about life
I am the voice of reason. I can be just like all the other blathering voices, never realizing they are just Historical manifestations
I lived the lie, rambling on, thinking myself high and mighty like Joyce
A long haired man with the face of a baby called to me, ‘Samael, Samael, I Have seen your kind,
Sparkling with pride in your eyes. Who are you to be questioning me?
Who are you to argue?
If you have ears to hear, let hear I called looking down
The fall of the haughty boy
The blasphemy spewed from my mouth, and as I awakened from my stupor
I had locked eyes with a man I thought like a child who on his path killed God
A man experienced in life
His words were fertile like the soil of the earth
And as he approached I was terrified, but when he swept over my wings
I was in blissful silence
I envisioned all the others like I come and go, weathered and distraught Until their final day,
Thinking their words would always reign supreme. Abased I sat on my stool And feigned a smile
Cynicism for life had blinded me from the infinite light of which I was nothing
I had been expecting the Kingdom of Heaven in my dreams, in my musings
All this time it had been upon my steps for all to see