Why do the masses look down?
Why do ruins attract
but not the whole?
Why do feet trample
but not stride?
Make your choice! and the walls will fall.
Your eyes stare,
and see only mold.
Everything dissolves.
What’s done is dead.
The eternal to be
is the only to do.
When your eyes see,
the only obstacle is razed.
Old is decaying.
Shoots are unfolding.
Trees are blooming.
Beasts treasure.
Man buries.
Breaks the law.
Ruins all.
The bulb opens,
but will it bear fruit
or only leaves?
Flaming blade in hand
unrest in my spirit.
Drying lifeless, dissolving past.
Hatching anew.
Death gorged forever:
every want fulfilled.
The sorrowful angel,
always starved, devouring all
yet never sated,
will soon be judged.
He who eats life hungers forever.
He who gives life echoes forever.
Only thus can the empty be filled.
You’ll be a child being conceived.
The immeasurable within the measurable,
immaculate borders,
image of the boundless.
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