Proof of Concept

"I have been dreaming all of my life and this was
Certainly something markedly different
It was more than real
It was everything..."

A callous soliloquy - Lust to irritation
Banish forgiveness - Sans provocation
A lifetime to quantify - Personality
Noetic formulae - Cannot describe me
I share in your exquisite and Peculiar Velocity
A final kind of tunneling - Apposite incivility
Rehearse for an afterlife - Abstinence in vain
One truth through the ages
We are all the same

Let go and feel your way in this pale synchrony
Concomitant theologies lend possibility
And still I don't believe

Silently I move away - And leave this all behind
Agnostic fantasies - Are perpetual and kind
Ludicrous as astrology
The weak embrace the make-believe
And fail to grasp the salient facts - As simple as they be
Golems and gremlins - Banshees and wraiths
This artificial netherworld - Will just have to wait
The mind's eye looks away - To view the coming end
What a fascinating reverence
For the things we pretend

I feel the coming ages with apprehensive glee
And realize my destiny lies not so far from thee
And still I cannot see

"They inhabit levels we dare not imagine
Places cold to the Soul of Man"
(Olly olly oxen free...)

Star light star bright
The Fallen Stars I saw tonight
Blazing forth across the sky
A third of Heaven cast aside
I wish I may I wish I might
Understand this wondrous sight
The remnants of Heaven's fight
Grant this wish I wish tonight
Open my eyes that I may see all things

Spurious realms falter - In tandem to these
I seek a finer way - To spite my disbelief

Grant me eternal silence where every answer lies
The gen of creation in heavenly disguise
I sense the essence of a vastness yet to come
Everything revealed
All mystery undone
Thy kingdom come

"I will make one more cut, but I will cut so deep"



Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Francis
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