Where is sanity? Where is hope?
This King of Kings, who resides in
an unseen realm, who doles out
mind-bending punishments unto the
world of believers. A supreme numen
who wants every hour of your day
to be in submission to fear. Yet, one
plea to help yourself, one desperate
appeasement, and one consort of
forgiveness is another miracle unanswered!
Alas, another hour of negated negotiation,
another miserable petition ungranted, and
furthermore the self-interrogation of this
human weakness. Where earthly penitents
indulge in self-sacrificing your life in
existential weakness only serves the
moral conscience of fools. I will accept
fate, I will abide to death, and I will be
forgotten as rotten fruit. I have to dismiss
portals of delusional hope. I shall never
waiver my love for my existence, though,
I cannot succumb to fear of this ideology
and the consternation of indoctrination.
I’ve regressed my faith, myths will never
bind my stellar fixation on truth. I respect
every human and their freedoms but please,
leave me out of your paganistic rituals.
