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All things must fade into oblivion
but I notice the subtle repeat in patterns.
The pure equations that tip-tap
like midnight rain on the floating shadow
of the gossamer world

Mc2

Looking for God in the dead words
Of the Holy Bible to find only Prometheus bound
Seeking among the soulless priests and their
Cursed church, reeking of ego
Seeking God here in the power struck bricks
Of this Lucifer religion. Saul's holy cow
I turn from the fall
Out of the preachers sex and lies
Beyond concept, beyond christian hatred
An anarchist among the stars
... In love with the infnite purity of light
Consumatum est Mc2 = e

Pardise Lost Part 1

The suffix of my passion, the breath of
Beating pulse
the vein of delicate red
the ozone blue I soak in
My beloved ocean earth
I have looked up at the infinite
Looked in on frailty
And felt the desperation of fear
At the back of thought and the sun shine in darkness
That burned the truth out of the black ice