There is nothing more cruel than to pen a tree on a wooden desk
Like a fool to trace your emptiness with self-admiration in your own blood
Onto the easel of your flesh
There is nothing more callous than to open the gateway to your lord
And to close your mind to yourself
One
Embrace the one
It is your only friend
It calls out to you in its vibrations
Look in the mirror,
Do you not see your mouth moving?
Journey over
You did it
You found the source of the reflection
You found the light behind the shadow
But the tender ace bought your reality
A reality that rings across the corpus coliseum
While the mindless passive thoughts invade
Perched within your cerebral quarry
Cheering on your every step backwards
Throwing tomatoes when you raise your head in dignity
Oh the jeering must stop
Your amenity relies on their acceptance
As you extraneously accept your servitude
They encourage your ignorant pride
You are nothing but property
You look up at them begging for abatement in silence
And its only then you realize
You are truly
Alone
And the truth you held onto until now is nothing
You look at the candle in the corner of the room
The shadow is just as much real
As the object that casted it
It is nothing more than graffiti of your perception
And your perception is a tragic removal
Of the all entailing creature inside of us,
Only we are all one,
Inside of it
Your darkest desire
Your angelic tone
The daily walk
It is all alone
Embrace it
For it is the only loneliness you can bear
