https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b4A510q-a10 Desiderii Marginis -- The
Love You Find In Hell/Stolen Silence
the wooden Indian bust irreparably split going the way all things were meant to go
eyed him walleyed magnificently then comically insisting
he already knew what he was to do
Do
what your nature intends you do
Do not be corrupted by the
fallacies of education or roles or delivered by laws which once incited then enforced have not ultimately sought to be a unifying justice for All
It is only a construct weakly-knitted which has over time been lauded and exalted but only by its Collective
a Hive mindset who watch themselves reflected in sterling
silver handmirrors as they groom as they groom their right to capitulate as they submit to Authority that only few can possibly hope to attain and when those have attained it they assume
they are above the roles and laws created before them and those that they will create
Lawmakers some call them(they call themselves)
he implored
the hoary Indian What would you have me
do
mutely the Indian answered What you would do
he knew of course what he would
do without his confrere
he had wondered only wondered and sought the ancient
One out to attest to his Spirit attest to the correctness of what would be his action
STUPID
of
course he knew what was incorrigible
when the reckoning came
when
the culprit the weasel satiated with the artificiality of their shared society
and culture came
hed
split his breast with his heavy honed blade
hed
cut out his heart
and
begin eating it
relishing
it
as
the light in his eyes still remained
and
flickered with the realisation there was no retreat
no
going back on the action he provoked
which he thought that he and his malintention were safe under and protected
the weasel was more stupid that
he
he left his cold body in full
view
he left it as a lesson for
everyone to digest
1606, Thursday,
12 5. 16
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