In the asylums, & of the catacombs of aurelli, petras, cypriani, & traces of the roman viaducts of thames & hadrian's wall, & liffy---of mass murder, not resisting, but yielding--
but in the root of the desire to die with him, that we may imitate him, of our disbelief, as to be broken with body & blood of Christ//.
We rise, as to understand, what we can ever have faith,
when the World has always been faithless or, no more in
Works of Love.
Here, I rise & die, trans-morphing--to what we can not know, between fate, destiny, tuke & to give an upper hand the North Winds of providence as not a broken record player.//
& true spell, & Maria's Mystogogy of Illuminous Mystery of the Mysteries//as a scholar, wayfarer, & beggar & recusant of what time does not reveals & as to punish//those who inquire to La Belle Sans De Merci Traffique, as in imitation of SS. John, Beloved Apostle & Paul of Tarsus in a penal colony, of my own severed head I hold with my prostrate hands.
Will lose its presence, to further shock via the road of the the bi-way of wager of loss of hope via negativa of belief or faith_______________.>>>
Credo? lex orendi---
Neither in the daily idle hours
Neither in the daily idle hours
of mid day demons' howl;
a theater of what is neither
what is true nor,***of falsehood
will make itself a criterion of the
still point decision to affirm
what is left of the death of the god;
for that as empty rhetoric, if truly
the kernel of signs***--as
if so Tertullian believed
because it was an Impossibility
of an Absurdist Order of
Good Creation.
if so Tertullian believed
because it was an Impossibility
of an Absurdist Order of
Good Creation.
W. Peniel Ryu-Kim Sadis__
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