22 jan. 2015

a short excerpt

Yes, today I forge weapons on this parched palate, which have ever been my blacksmith at the coming of the apocalyptic war, stronghold of spite and eloquence, for I will remember it as the day the vesicles of your beloved savior – “God” – burst open from the single cut of a dagger resting dangerously in the hands of this idiot – fanatic – of faith, which soulless mouths would condemn, tarnish, as extremist… An idiot and a madman of religiosity I have become, a wild one, a banisher of dogma, I am a pack of depraved rapists scouring the lands of a hundred pure monasteries – this I have become... A werewolf, a ravenous spiritual sadomasochist: lashes of whips go inward and outward... a rat-poison in the bathing water of the Cherubim… The vision of the heavenly debacle – a morphine-like satisfaction... I am coronated in the menstruation fluids of Δυσνομία – Dysnomia – my timeless interest of love, the strongest and prettiest amongst the daughters of abhorred Eris, goddess of strife and of dignity! I follow the ancient serpent which have slithered in many high-grassed paradises, and, shunned by its most unholy name and a myriad other, have been banished therefrom – and forevermore accursed – as Satan amongst the Hebrews, Angra Mainyu, Ahriman, amongst the Persians, Níðhöggr amongst the ancient Norse, which gnaws at the tree of life, coiled, venomous… all whom oppose the “omnipotence” of God, the “Benefactor” – pig! – striking it with poisonous arrows of darkness; of contradiction and opposite; of paradox and logical fallacy; of wholeness and integrity… where the black semen of Satan drips into the open wounds of the illusion of a world the Christians, the Moslems, the Jews and all the others have built for themselves...

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