Valley of the Shadow of Death
Eternity stretched cold fingers from her grave
she felt the cold heat of the stars and the blue of the moon
reached past the Universe into a place where time is not real
Truth wandered alone
huddled in her shawl against the chill Siberian frost
she met God in the night snow and he offered warmth
and Truth was raped in the cold icy wastes
A boy types alone in the evergreen palaces
seeking keys and watering cans
and a way to let his dreams be free
Seeking Truth- and Eternity
The desolation of God's Sin stares across space
Locks gaze with Eternity and Truth shudders
Her father, Time, chases God to the ends of reality
and into the wastes of the mind
The boy pauses and looks up
the August Beings are locked in eternal combat
and he is the arena
Time and God, Sin to Eternity
He resumes typing
ignoring the battle fought in his psyche
he still thinks there's something to write
but the snowy isolation wraps around him
Truth sobs as God slays her father
Eternity is quenched by Sin's earthy palms
The boy pauses once again
and types
"From heaven to the end of Hell
past Time and God and the era of certainty
past sun-soaked wastelands and celestials
after all the battles have been fought and won
the Truth will set you free..."
she felt the cold heat of the stars and the blue of the moon
reached past the Universe into a place where time is not real
Truth wandered alone
huddled in her shawl against the chill Siberian frost
she met God in the night snow and he offered warmth
and Truth was raped in the cold icy wastes
A boy types alone in the evergreen palaces
seeking keys and watering cans
and a way to let his dreams be free
Seeking Truth- and Eternity
The desolation of God's Sin stares across space
Locks gaze with Eternity and Truth shudders
Her father, Time, chases God to the ends of reality
and into the wastes of the mind
The boy pauses and looks up
the August Beings are locked in eternal combat
and he is the arena
Time and God, Sin to Eternity
He resumes typing
ignoring the battle fought in his psyche
he still thinks there's something to write
but the snowy isolation wraps around him
Truth sobs as God slays her father
Eternity is quenched by Sin's earthy palms
The boy pauses once again
and types
"From heaven to the end of Hell
past Time and God and the era of certainty
past sun-soaked wastelands and celestials
after all the battles have been fought and won
the Truth will set you free..."
posted by Aermethys at 9:52 PM
3 Comments:
I really enjoyed that. Who, may I ask, is it by?
Yours truly. I'm pretty good with giving credit, so if you read something on here without an author noted, you can safely assumed it is by myself. I'm glad you enjoyed it :)
That's awesome. It seemed like it might have been you, but I wasnt quite sure, so I figured the best way to solve the mystery was to ask.
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