WE WHO JEST
          



                 WE WHO JEST

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paladinofprose
paladinofprose adventurer of perception
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WE WHO JEST

WE WHO JEST

each architect of hate destroys the dignity he experiences. to all other eyes, such obstacles have no serious use.

who captured that intimate sense of this lost world ? of history ? whose enormous death echos because of that effort ?

remain, hold thy peace, standing on the sand. recognize the quality of the faith in previously saddened men.

likely a drifter, engaged in dream, stumbled upon these centuries of stale comfort, eager with rejection.

guiding pale lights advancing death upon this beautiful future. a young man, whose feelings evoke similar misery, lost in fake meditation.

death rings out harmonious, the illusion had already entered my flesh. when I pulled away the curtains and looked over dead lands I woke into such searing fits of fear.

release not this busy magic full of shadows. cage that dark hope. defy your hatred song. upset tomorrow dressed in forms of nervous silence

love is alive divine, yielding light to a vague existence. we jest of being alive absolute, we the waves of humanity.

go against suffocated thought, never without knowledge.

subtle beauty pass now before these encouraged eyes, reward this lonely wisdom with dreams; those many beautiful illusions.

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