[Not a historical work. GPK apprentice project, Hythetic precommunicant practice. Written in demotic, performed in New Etatetic. Approved by Provost Ka, Dogim-Vos, et al. Averer review pending.]
Our candles are no longer needed
All our emptiness and uncertainty
Our buildings shelter mediocrity
Nauseating in the moonlight
I decide I want some feeling and run away
To the place where silence captures my attention
AND TEACHES
Long life is time to grow weak
And life itself is a chance at alchemy
To search for the discrete angle
Which inverts the herd prey mind
I remove my shoes and lose digits to frostbite
In the reinforcing of courage
For a wilderness of endless ascent
Literal starvation of the congenital being
Magic exposed in time with the ribs
Broken wrists efficaciously climbing
Toward the gaze that thanks itself for bad weather
And sees every storm offer a hand
Up rising tides where I appoint monsters
I punish myself for the slightest deviations
In the writing of letters only I know
Spontaneous creation in the absence of example
Trench warfare toward novel self
Up the switchbacks of my spine
Severance. Deprivation. Individuality.
Sacrifice. Sacrilege. Originality.
Ritual. Stigmata. Astrology.
Idiolect. Filicide. Coprophagy.
Self-immolation. Effacement. Immortality.
Maleficia. Terraphobia. Lunacy.
Nocturnal sciences of self-creation
By the light of my chosen destroyer
MOON!
Who is a river to the source.
MOON!
Who makes the cosmos listen.
MOON!
Whose brightest side is never seen.