Do you know the semantics of progression
may just be a definition of decadence and degeneration?
Would you imagine we can move backward and forward
because time is only a motion on the floor
of static black and white tiles, laced with semaphore
It is only the gaze that doesn’t stop, if it could only retract!
For I would settle for a door
that opens out to the original score!
The pictogram that you all never did know
had no ceiling or floor
but just a point, and that point was all
And everything existed before!
Don’t burn bridges, you don’t understand,
the past is your destination and native land!
Can you love your father more
Or would you never relinquish your son?
I simply know I have both in one?
So, I just call the future the past, and see it run!
How can I recount every January is just December
That Mars may simply be Venus
If it outstretched beyond the school
of how you were educated
That all the education really doesn’t make sense
And education must make way for mythology
And so should mythology, in turn, make way for
the preeminence of pure memory!
And God is Janus and he is Janissary
until his microscopic glory
engulfs every deserving being in an ecstasy
of the elemental profundity
That there is a rudimentation of every exalted principal
A congruence through the extermination of all incongruity
When there is no longer a lease of life for deviousness
The fire of His mutiny having extinguished the outage of alien mutiny
That there is no outward deep seeking anymore
introspection is the most lucid grandeur
When all the freedom you all never knew and never sought
actually manifests and sets you eternally free!
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