“I rejoice that things are as they are and I renounce the blessed face And renounce the voice Because I cannot hope to turn again Consequently I rejoice, having to construct something Upon which to rejoice……A condition of complete simplicity (Costing no less than everything)……He that hath ears to hear, let him hear……..Sightless, unless The eyes reappear As the perpetual star Multifoilate rose Of death’s twilight kingdom The hope only of empty men………For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it…….And let my cry come unto Thee.”
I
There will be a time to create
And a time to diminish
And a time not of this time
But of before time
Without and within
And if you can find this
Time
And if you can find this
Time without
And in this time
Discover that which
Is yet unspoken
But only spoken of
Then you will be it
And it you.
(And in your descension
An ascension
Based upon pure obsession!)
By exiting this world
You will enter another
And it will be you
And you it.
And the leaves
will fall up to trees
and the trees will
grow down to their roots
and the beginning will be
an ending
And the ending will
Be the same as it ever where.
II.
This will be the time to create;
The time of the diminished;
Not time, but always time.
And some shall see
And some won’t.
But all do know.
And all will want who wont.
But Nothing will not give
For a life that has not lived.
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