Nietzsche, Hesse, my identity is my own, like yours is yours!: A poem 

We are a fabric of ourselves, like a light 

shining inward, without a belying education; 

and shining outward in defiance! 

What would we choose to be 

the enemies of mankind for upholding the truth? 

A truth that resolutes us and gives the firmness  

of bones to our souls, should we seek leisure in falsehoods 

and snap our cores? But we will never be tepid  

as those fraught with deception, because we see  

with the inner eye of our own conviction, 

that is the diamond encrusted gold of our existence! 

We know no other wealth than belief! 

We are not borrowed feathers, but the 

kinship of a long-haul flight enraptured 

in the mystery and enigma of suffering and pain; and 

finding in it a strange masculinity of inspiration.  

I wouldn’t say it is masculine to be brave, 

but just using it as a metaphor. Like it wouldn’t be 

altogether figurative to say that there is pride  

in being able to be selfless to commit to the cause of truth! 

Even if life got you no other reward. 

And at the risk of impoverishment, even death! 

Haven’t the brave been burnt at the stake before? 

Can intimidation daunt us, as much as proposition 

lure us? There is no honey trap that can make God’s 

forces gullible, even if its consequence being unbearable humiliation! 

 We are not demeaned by the invectives flung at us for being intrepid  

in the face of false conventions. Or impaired by the propaganda! 

We are unbridled in an imprisonment. Not seeking the sacramental unction of  

Holy Sees or the recognition of those Nobel (noble?) institutions. We are not their laureates! 

Conviction is the heart of our existence, not compromise. 

I am no lackey of leaders, I am astute to discard their untruths 

just as I do not fear their tyranny. I am as Right as I can be, 

even in my selflessness to have made the Left win. 

So, I should deem the victory of the Left illegitimate 

if they continue to commit treachery and crimes against me.  

The altars of the divine sing in praise of an unrequited sacrifice. 

 It is those gubernatorial tabernacles that treason; populate 

the masses with their populism and their hip-swaying hypocrisy 

that deserve comeuppance. We must be a mutiny against 

megalomaniacs (I don’t count Trump as one, though all  

falsely believe he is, particularly the blackmailing media). 

We must make the villains who bask in the glory of falsehoods 

admit their crimes of perjury in the invisible courtrooms of the world. 

Is the International Court of Justice a floor of credibility (not to me)?  

And does the UN have any vector or arrow that stands for historical rectitude 

in veracity, for the justice that needs to be done! How is it never forthcoming or is always misdirected? 

Or is the UN an order begun by the controlling elite to organise their (the elite’s) sustained power? 

Nietzsche, Hesse, you know, even fascism pales in front 

of the wickedness of fork-tongued democrats – an advocacy 

that fosters mass delusion. Why are only dictators accused of 

conducting mass hypnosis and covering murders and treachery behind walls? 

Would you call dictators the only evil in the world? I can tell you  

God wants enlightened Kings to rule the world, those of fire, earth, air,  

and may be some water (like that of the Sun, Saturn, Uranus)!  Hesse, Nietzsche,  

I am so pained to say, that nobody believes that we must sacrifice  

our todays for better tomorrows. In fact, nobody believes in sacrifice at all!  

How our beliefs and convictions are cold shouldered; and all those  

hollow mouths with forked-tongues stick out at us their alleged goodness, 

when actually baring their mean disposition to lampoon and ridicule us! 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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