05-26-2016, 12:37 AM
My most feared aspect of the curse is when i find a friend on the path and then one day we argue.
on that day i feel us pit ourselves against each other as warriors and in all the shouting about what is right to do, and what is immpeccability
i feel the JUDGE start to slip unbidden through my words, i feel the universe lock us in an eagles stare, our lifeline recapitulations thrown to the west, our intent protracted into the destrictive space of the east, our malkuth set momentarily like a stone in the North to be cracked by power when it chooses to flow, whilst the south just bleeds the blood of a planetary death count through our next action.
And then someone dies..
i am not dead.. and i no longer argue with friends.
or easily make them.
on that day i feel us pit ourselves against each other as warriors and in all the shouting about what is right to do, and what is immpeccability
i feel the JUDGE start to slip unbidden through my words, i feel the universe lock us in an eagles stare, our lifeline recapitulations thrown to the west, our intent protracted into the destrictive space of the east, our malkuth set momentarily like a stone in the North to be cracked by power when it chooses to flow, whilst the south just bleeds the blood of a planetary death count through our next action.
And then someone dies..
i am not dead.. and i no longer argue with friends.
or easily make them.