I have drunk from the chalice of life

Look into my eyes

A portal of lies

Dare you walk through?

Innocence is bliss

Ignorance’s kiss is what we need without it!

 

The blind lead the blind but you say you don’t mind

I have seen eternity

Balls of fire burning bright

In the sky of never ending darkness and chaos

You say God created this

What I say this is God and we are his or her children

Depending on the perspective you have.

We are the maintance the workers the guardians of this earth

and the body of the universe.

But as we try to understand ourselves we can only understand that we are

creation or destruction at one time or another

from brothers to woman lovers

we are guilty of love and its opposites.

We are light and love but we are also destruction and dark corruption

we give our lives but what part of us survives?

Genetic heritage or concepts and ideas?

For concepts never die but are endlessly recycled, praised and then reviled

While all the while we become no wiser we stay like children

Endlessly searching for the portal to become the immortal.