The Morning Star

Fire in the hole
Explosions
Blasting bodies
To pieces

Dogs of war
Slugging it out
Until finally
Silence

Fire is volatile
Infinite speed
The body is slow
Sluggish
Protecting itself
from pain

Take me
Take me
Penetrate me with your rod of fire
I submit
I surrender

I want you to take me
Because I do not know who I am
Tell me
Who am I?

I don't know!
I can't tell you
But I can reveal to you
What I see

Horror
What will you see?
I will become
What you see
Will you imprison me?
Or liberate me?
I know it not
How can I trust you?

You must yield
To me
I am creation
You are possibilities
Separately we are nothing
Victims of circumstance
Subjects to chance
Together we are everything
Creators
Primary causes

I cannot
I am tired
No more pain
I can't take any more

It is your choice
You are choice and possibilities
I am vision
Together we can create

But I do not want to see
I want to be blind
Forget myself
Become fire in the hole

It is your decision

Argh
Torment
Anguish
Infinite rage

Let me go
You cannot do this to me
I want out

There is only one way out

Give me time
You must give me time
Do it slowly
Penetrate me
Ever so gently
Destroy me
Annihilate me
Dissolve me
Absolve me

Yes
Ever so gently
There is no rush
I have all eternity

Fuck!
I can't wait for eternity

That is your decision.

I am dying
Dying so that you may live
Who are you?

I am Lord Iswaeen
The morning star
The bringer of dawn
The herald of eternity
The grail warrior
The golden ray
A face on infinity

I am he
that knows
that he knows not
who he is.

How do I know
that I might trust you?

You don't
All you have
Is choice

by Rolf Jackson

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