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The filthy Self
Can you see your façade.
Can only see your image.
Can you see your internal alleys.
Can be seen.
Does not want to see.
So many behemoths and dragons residing there.
Image of an angel perceived in the eyes of our mind.
So many follies, contradictions and anomalies buried inside us.
Annihilation of self by the inner beasts.
Leads to our adversities and poignancy.
Living in duality.
Contemplating and pondering the two faced life.
Solution to our anguish and despair.
Way to perfection.
Way to permanent bliss.
Merging into perfection.
Transitioning into an impeccable world to achieve salvation.
| One of the best critiques of original sin I've ever read. The depths of its pervasion in a perspective I can relate!! Then again perhaps your saying thats what all these dildo mongers would have us believe (it will be an impecable world where we will all achieve salvation).|
I'm wondering if you meant allies and not alleys in line three??
As strange as it might seem I, dildo mongerness, could like a world where we all achieved salvation. Unfortunately this would require a radical lobotomy on some of us. While we're speaking of religion (behemoths and dragons) what do you think of atrociously impetuous impudence on the impromptu innuendo junctural?? The enigma entity it sort of does to me on the impetus intrigue. Like what is the nature of intuitional intrepid?? Must I forget self to be a member of the evolutional futurity. Feign Epicureanism in the face of reality or traverse the heights of treacherous tundra with diabolically maniacal glee. Brusque macabre abrupt could be a good thing if applied universally. Free the inner self so to speak. The thought of such id conclusiveness. Instead of pernicious truculence we could give platonic proxy photic and bask in each other's glow. "The angel was a vision of resplendent beauty as it hovered in mid air above the knoll." But now I'm speaking of meld-o no nos, we're corporeally preternatural not perhaps ethereally sublime though world religion definitely shows a tendency toward of us.
I like this piece. It definitely caused me some obtusely overt and obscene thoughts, but then again the Epicurean I'm not. Thanks!!
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