About

About

Why

Have I been born?

To rule the materalization of

Suchness

In the soil of rotten earth

This hand…

These feet of mine…

Live to watch the oceans part

Live to enchant the hidden aethers

Black Quintessential

Architecture

What is truly solid in this world

I will move it

What is truly heavy?

Thick?

Hard?

Unmovable

Metal?

Leviathan

Foggy?

Only it's own way

Universal

If it is

That which is rock, or soil

I wilt move this

The matter which is matter

Art thou changeable

I can stand where hath I stand

Even the air moves under my

Quintessential frustrations

Of my

Architecture

The Architecture

Of a home

Shalt be built in the requiem

Of an black elysian word or name

Or should I be rupture or rapture

Or should I be an earthquake?

Or shalt I shatter an dissolve

Every concrete

Thing

Thine Kinesthetic Knee

Abolish all that matter hath wrought to thee

In the sacred prism of your only temple

That is the world where things hath never been moved before

Move. Move. Move.

If the axis of an iron is abolished

In the wheat of black yew

If the black coil of copper leers

Shalt yield to no other black

Flaming yearning

Or longing in the rift

Of my quivering terra

Helpless like an amethyst

Black Aurelian

Kaleidoscopic

Shivers in her

That shifted the blindness in the centers

of her only earth

The one that whispered into thee

Thine

She

Kaleidoscopic skeleton key

The earth

The earth shalt be lifted

By the wings in the black solaces ever never

Twin lit trinity

Of mine dark

Et havoc

Black bones

Black skull

Black eyes

The bones shalt scintillate within the black dew