I of the way
unclean of spirit, see meaningfulness and not.
following a timeless source, burning
this ignorant unforgotten realm, ageless.
evidence of what is held
their ever destructive ways,
me as a human and I am in this,
within the god-mother
those that never see and see only opposition
which makes the walls crawl as serpents.
a fate that I see becoming
the enemy lives, a sight for all,
demanding to undo this haze.
always I, the throne infected by a force.
diversity of gods inside the divine ordering principle
created within the now,
embracing thy dying
respond to you, my I:
bliss purifying the slaughter of spirit
a morbid gift
waiting for the beyondhttp://www.alphaomegadimension.info/med ... 0-2010.pdf