Thy will be done

The ecstasy
in letting go
of willing
is tearing me apart

A decision
is fermenting.

Heed the call
Serve the ring
Embrace the cross
Don the robe

For a thousand years
I have shunned the church
and the machinations
of the priests.
But the world
needs a path
to liberty.

Someone
must wield
the sword
of Michael
and restore
the holy sacraments.

Two worlds
separated
by an infinitesimal gap in perception

One is real
but transparent
only seen
by the blind,

The other exists
in your imagination.
in the perception
of your senses,
fooling you with a great lie,
veiling an even greater truth.

The holy water.
Symbol of a reality
that is transparent
and formless.
It truly IS
the source of life.

I have come
to destroy
your most cherished illusions,
killing the lies
that will free
the prisoners of the planet.

I am ecstatic destruction
burning up everything
that believes in death
purifying
the ancient fires.

Will they welcome me?
or will they kill me?

by Rolf Jackson