Category: Volume IV: Sacrament Self


  • Figura Afligida
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    Figura Afligida

    Tonight I thought of ending things,Of waning away,In the hopes of waking upacross the break of day,Tonight I thought of ending things,Leaving the world nothing to say,Leaving the world a perfect mock-up;Of what my life failed to convey… Tonight I thought of ending things,of dropping game,For all the things I’ve done,I can never escape shame,Tonight […]

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  • A demon at the back
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    A demon at the back

    With the infinitude I teem, & all the resolve that I bred. A demon, there, that deep despair, at the back of my head. A whisper to which my soul hangs by a thread. A demon, there, at the back of my head. An evil, there, in the folds of my mind. dissolving myself behind; into […]

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  • The Prayer
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    The Prayer

    Once have I heard some strain so sweet, Of tongue known not, to ears of men. Some tales where life and lore may meet. A whisper, unknown from where or when. That keeps on saying; “Come back to me… Come back to me..” It sways and wavers now and then. A whisper’s born within a […]

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  • Self Dialogue
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    Self Dialogue

    “All Life is yet what you may see But deep much as you try to see God in a reborn star & eternity in an eye.”

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  • And For I am full of you
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    And For I am full of you

    And For I am full of you, In springs & roses & trees & soothing seas only not. But in the  swarming surges & nights & falls, Carving enlightenment in my heart walls. Ripening tempers & self-embers that used to rot. Empty of things I am but few. Yet those are you… & for the days […]

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  • The Holiday
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    The Holiday

    It was a holiday. A journey, that stretched across the hues of the firmament & the ripples of the waves of the sea. It stretched and stretched that every space between these hues & these waves was as long as a lifetime.

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  • The Dance of Birth
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    The Dance of Birth

    It was a dance of bearing… It has been ages since he gave birth to a work of Art. It felt like his soul has withered long ago. & as days passed It felt like he lost his own worth… All the riches of the world would not matter if you lost the worth in […]

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  • Into the Sea
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    Into the Sea

      Into the sea, thou let me be, O’transcending me O nature, Into thy surge, I roam like thee, I’m one with every creature; I am as ancient as all bygones, as all the stars that fall alone, as deep in time like you unknown, & deep beyond my time, my home; beyond those stellar […]

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