What was it like to come back from the mortal scourge ?
On 20 years of 9/11, I try and write a verse
Paralysed inside and out, beholding worlds absurd
Thru eyes of healing or locus of self-healing;
A universe of sentience metamorphosed my condition
With silence as my nurse, the antidote summoned forth
Oo oO, oO Oo
Oo oO oO oO Oo
Dia Gnosis: the way of knowledge ~
By probe, by test, by gut, by God
By head, by heart; by æther, root, moon, or sun
Oo oO oO Oo
The rubicon of earth and spirit
Traversed at dusk, by hidden secret
The die was cast: we ceased living
But in the cult of death, merely existed
The rubicon of earth and spirit
Traversed at dawn, pure men and women
Goodness returns, nature restores
Truth, love, and honour: the new religion
Oo oO, oO Oo
Oo oO oO oO Oo
11 Sept 2020, Peneleapaí
The mainstream narrative of what is fact and what is false beg mortals to seek truth beneath the veneer of glossy media.
