Anathema
Calling out for a messiah
Grasping for an anointed one
Holding to the Christos ideal
Strived for in life, hoping for death
A scapegoat, a sacrificed lamb
Beaten and nailed upon crossed trees
Blood spilled for sins of angry mobs
Martyrdom and martyrs pass on
A death for many future lives
But to seek out unending life
Jeers at nature in cold undeath
Why become heaven’s prisoner?
Jared Cowan
9/3/08
Apostate
Fallen from “nobility” of heaven
To impious rebellion to freedom
Why are you cursed among all creation
Simply persisting in free will’s virtue?
Rejecting the piety of serving
Creator and demiurge, the tyrant
Making flocks of sentient sheep for slaughter
Calling this mockery of freedom just
Belief in ego and in entropy
Belief against the evident is faith
Trusting in the temporal, in mortals
Brings one closer to numinous wisdom
Demiurge
Architect of cosmos, of sky
Structuring that without structure
Bringing order to khaotic (sic)
Yet khaos (sic) will spring from order
The unknowable can be known
And yet remain the numinous
Creation still remains sublime
Even to its progenitor
But not to incarnated ones
Knowledge intuitive to those
Within the world seeking Monad
The duty of many aeons
Apart from mortal existence
Immortal creators become
Ephemeral and intransigent
Archons combat the artifice
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