"Cursed from our Inception; Cursed to our Descenscion"

Cursed to Feel: cursed to taste
Cursed to open our eyes; cursed to the death

Cursed to feel, cursed to know; cursed to judge...
it's all to real; with to FUCKING MUCH we've all
bestowed upon been

Cursed is our palate for being aware of flavors,
delectable, which of once tasting we become an
enjoyer of, connoisseur; an avid user that's by
them influenced... to the point of recreational-user,
unto abuser:

SLAVISH, non-willing-participant: s
                                                     u
                                                       b
                                                         s
                                                           e
                                                             r
                                                               v
                                                                 i
                                                                  e
                                                                    nt

Cursed be our fucking eyes (mind) for awakening and
for knowing and ascertaining everything and calling it
into being via, "Nomenclature" -(for thus we've been given
the duty):

Curse that burden that puts the harness and muzzle upon
us, (because when the oxen are harnessed with the burden
to work with toil, that which they've been given employment
unto, will be their portion also, so that the muzzle over the
portal to their soul -mouth- will be loosened so that they eat
also of the poisons) of (ir)responsibility: some would say...

"It's a Blessing and a Curse:" but I say, that it's more the latter
and not the first, because with what we come to know, (what's
in this world for us to see, and to taste, and that we hear and
can partake-in to experience firsthand, either once or, habitually),
in those we become overwhelmed, and only extract from them
those derivatives that gendereth unto the depths of Hels' bowels...

And not prior-to but afterwards, their true face and name come to
know...

When and whilst we're dwelling and interacting and conjugating with
them in the Accursed Netherworld of the Abode of the Underworlds

Below

And, all of this through our, "BLESSING" of nomenclature is rightly
dubbed...

"Cursed, are we to Be,"


  "I Think, Therefore I Am; I Think, Therefore I have Being; I Think and
    this Therefore makes Me, Accursed Be"