Keeper
I don’t fear. I respect. I don’t understand. I know I quiet the crisp leaves on the path, never a step, I am beckoned to my call. The enemies of light stall their end with prejudice. I am all around their camp. I am their keeper. – Sinz
Suffer Evil, and Endure
Suns set and suns rise. We live by light and darkness. Why then are we surprised by the balance of good and evil? Suffer evil, and endure, and, if you survive, you will soon be enveloped by the good. Luxuriating in success and affirmation? – then prepare for damnation. – Esinz
Moving Through the Mist
In desperation, I move through the mist, of moments cast aside by reflections of some bittersweet calamity, that pales now as the true darkness has fallen across the land of the giants. – Sinz
Octagonal Paradox
Life in the context of being the rational sorcerer’s pot boiling stew on fish heads causeway reams dockets of sounder ictotherian mandates. The bottom of the belly laughers bursts from ingests of rectitude salivates, slade sun acrophilea, debris of culminations of nearsighted bully-pulpit menageries. Follow the ignomy to Salon, near to sunken Davali, in the […]
Remove the Equations
A cacophony of yellow bird sonatas. mayhem, I reel in the injustice of tolerant eagles, soar the foothills of egalitarian aloofness. It is not the wound that kills the viper, but the sorceress’s blade in hominy drawn at eternity from seeming under current savage translucence. I am the earth, the land of despots. Not of, […]
Auspicious Warrior
I oscillate. Credulity’s bonds spark free contextually burdensome obligations, fomenting the larvae of mites that blind silo climbers fall from. I comprehend that of Altamont. The sea of Sophocles. Where is eternity on vacant soul rocks, colliding hemispheres’ righteous supper, feast of Vernon? To the might of revulsion’s door I traverse, taking only the ear, […]
The Alpha and the Omega
Today is both the alpha and the omega of time and space – comprehend this and you will know the meaning of eternity. – Esinz
Follow My Instinct
If I, as man, mortally corrupt in all nature, wounded in soulless introspect, consider that a thought or gesture of kindness or timidity might conquer the rath of cruel intention, see only the benefit of escape from a moment’s trivial conviviality with the harsh underbrush of discernment of right or wrong, then I have failed […]
Anecdotal Regime
The anecdotal regime has but to vest time’s trodden path to requiem’s stone gate. Bereaved mothers of stolen child’s breath know of less, but speak of more. To actuate my point of discernment validates a fish bowl’s obtuse vision to a cradle cat’s eye. – Sinz
Live as Truth
For nothing is not another’s passage, it is resolve in temperance for the prescribed. Live as truth and prosper. – Sinz