Spare me all your blasphemy
That my deiform alchemy
Is not a grand renaissance
Yet mere inane decadence
Spare me your stupidity
Flam and false chastity
For arguments of a slave
Can’t harm the raving brave
More than twenty centuries
Man knew not of mysteries
How a god can he become
And in Aaru be welcome
I crush stars as I storm high
I sense eternity nigh
Or am I already abroad?
I, dethroning God
If others hadn’t been foolish
Thus we should be so
Thrill and lust for power
Fame and glory also
Path to Apotheosis
Spat at as a sinful crime
Yet still I seek that tower:
To reign beyond the end of time
The birthplace of wildest dreams
The heart of man, so it seems
Nourished the passion noblest:
To reach the stars farest
To desire the impossible
And wish even above it
To undertake the horrible
With the greatest wisdom shouted:
PER ASPERA AD ASTRA
Now thou should see that there’s naught in this world
That can befall without a cause, a reason
Ergo this is the most just of all possible worlds
And Christ’s rebellion equals a treason!
Heraclites, I found thee
In thy fortress if wisdom
Eternity – great bounty
Fragility – thy kingdom
Oh my beloved, unreachable stars!
Soon I shall touch ye and ascend above ye!
A truly sublime one learns how to love his foe
A truly sublime one lives to act – though it’s woe
A truly sublime one exceeds all that is known
Grave satisfactions are only illusions
Hate me for abolishing these yer delusions
That there aren’t no afterlife persecutions
In an immense philosophy of a noble mind
Love and hatred devotedly blend into one
An unnamed ardour, the only one of a kind
Beyond which total indeterminateness is won
But now I’m everlastingly ascending there
Where a distinction between good & evil is not
Far beyond the highest known sephiroths
Where I am God and God is me
I hate, therefore I am.
“The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man.”
– William Blake; The Marriage of Heaven & Hell
