Jupiter Descendant

soaring
on the wings of yesterday,
tomorrow sails dangerously close.


and here,
today…..
right very now,
I languor in the eternalness of this fleeting moment,
allowing myself to drown
in the pleasure of not knowing.

free to fall
deep
with nothing
to seek,
with nothing
to want,
with nothing
but me,
and the whirling cosmos within.

ready, to spin.
ready to weave.
ready to cleave to Destiny

But tell me,
are you ready,
for me?

LP No. 04_2021_semantic systematics

enslaved to an empire built:

on the dreams of the deceased
and
the blood of their betters
and
on the backs of ghosts, scarred by wicked greed.

we march forward,
at war with everything
but the devils inside.

we march forward
down the same path,
dreaming and,
warring, and
enslaving,
for saving.

blind
to our consent,

we lie
and sink
into a wealth
of pain,
fighting,
with advesary in tow.