I don’t even entertain my singularity anymore!
It just happens to be a stroke of lightning
that vanished into the skies
How every past is at risk of its existence
being stolen by an evil presence
Would everything in the universe want to diminish to a point
if the paradise of its originality be confounded
before it re-materialised?
Was God the shoulder that you could weep on
when he himself is so lost
like a vapour you can’t place, because it is placeless?
and the scent of his awakening, like the scent of his realisation
must dissipate before it is defeated?
So, you cannot manifest the embodiment of truth
because if it is realised, it could be murdered
even when it is just a foetus in a womb
I didn’t gamble, I didn’t bet, I just want to state my fact
You can see there is a hazard in everything I act (upon)
I wouldn’t say the fish is my wish
But how nothing else I prefer is divine
It only suits the evil treachery fine!
If you think I am omnipotent it is more myth
than the mythology that you state didn’t exist
I can tell you that even eternity can become a drainpipe that is blocked!
I do not weep in spite of the forgery and fraud
that seeks to inscribe its name, besides my signature
on all my entitlements!
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