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Apple of Ecstasy
- Apple of Ecstasy -
To love, one must be strong, ever enduring...
Sometimes submissive, sometimes dominant.
A victor and a sufferer, seeking not a curing,
But an embracing spirit that doth never relent.
Love of another is much like love of wisdom,
And knowledge; it is fire and ice upon flesh...
Hot and cold, the stuff of the divine kingdom.
One must breathe it in, like roses softly fresh!
Inhale my words and let them enter into thee.
This creates a bond betwixt us, dear reader...
A sense of familiar closeness, oft of intimacy.
The better to see with eye keen as any seer!
For, in intimate moments, truth is manifested.
Flesh speaks in ways that words may forget,
And within us lies a capacity as yet untested.
A leaning towards greatness without regrets!
Breathe in my truths and thou wilt be reborn,
Out the ecstasy of the pyre that lies before...
The altar of a power that rises like the morn.
Let me whet thy appetite, to give thee more!
Take this apple, from my hand,
Let eternities tumble, like sand!
Pleasures and pains so exquisite,
That even gods art jealous of it.
Take the apple then heat it well,
Soft and warm, heat that swells...
Consume it then as thou would,
Knowledge then be understood!
All about me I behold truths amid mysteries,
Secrets, hidden from the eyes of all mortals...
Lies hidden within the texts of their histories!
And paths that exist beyond earthly portals.
Only the unchained spirit may travel this way,
And only the unclouded eye sees the doors...
Which shall open not in the shine of the day.
I hath been beyond, and I wilt be once more!
Betwixt many worlds, and a part of them all.
Apart from them too, swims my true nature,
To stand defiant, to live, to love, and to fall...
In the name of philosophies become mature.
Ripened by madness and clarity most ideal!
Let mankind walk about in their little husks,
Pondering abstractly, what is or is not real...
I shall create my reality and paint with dusk.
With dawn too, and colors beyond counting!
I wilt create the colors of my whims as one,
Whilst the fire builds in my heart's pounding.
Let it consume all, ere my dreams be done!
Take this apple, from my hand,
Let eternities tumble, like sand!
Pleasures and pains so exquisite,
That even gods art jealous of it.
Take the apple then heat it well,
Soft and warm, heat that swells...
Consume it then as thou would,
Knowledge then be understood!
Twisting art the ways that lead to Paradise...
In whatever form is within one to so create.
Whether one seeks meadows of butterflies,
Or forests of gloom, when the hour is late...
The glory is the same and of equal intensity.
I see both truths, both varieties of such joy,
As could break the mind into pure insanity!
To love, hate, create and even to destroy...
All art pale imitations, of nobler existences.
One must weep, laugh, sweat even bleed...
Even offer up their souls in dark sacrifices,
Or in noble heroics, in times of great need.
Only by such extreme and grand devices...
Canst one speak in analogy of illumination.
Knowledge cuts, burns, and soothes vices,
To remodel one in a divine transformation.
The path is sharp, the path is full of edges,
Before one receives the solace of reward!
Like a mountain road, with many ledges...
Or a flower held upon a point of a sword.
Take this apple, from my hand,
Let eternities tumble, like sand!
Pleasures and pains so exquisite,
That even gods art jealous of it.
Take the apple then heat it well,
Soft and warm, heat that swells...
Consume it then as thou would,
Knowledge then be understood!
I doth not mold gently, nor with restraint...
But, when I build, it wilt last for long ages.
What I tear down, wilt stay freed of taint!
And what I hide, wilt be lost to all sages...
Save those initiated into the ancient ways.
Ways, that wilt be known again one hour,
When mankind is readied without delays.
Prepared for the burden of higher power,
And its' liberating freedom, it's full bliss...
Which is like embracing a chaste maiden.
Whilst also like knowing a harlot's kiss...
A duality and a harmony without an end!
Leathers and laces, scarlet and sapphire.
The wings of an angel, so white and fair,
And the oft-seductive bite, of a vampire.
How else, could one dream to compare,
The enormity of a profound experience?
Words must not fall like water in a sea...
But, like lightning in the nearby distance!
This is how to speak of such an ecstasy.
To love, one must be strong, ever enduring...
Sometimes submissive, sometimes dominant.
A victor and a sufferer, seeking not a curing,
But an embracing spirit that doth never relent.
Love of another is much like love of wisdom,
And knowledge; it is fire and ice upon flesh...
Hot and cold, the stuff of the divine kingdom.
One must breathe it in, like roses softly fresh!
Inhale my words and let them enter into thee.
This creates a bond betwixt us, dear reader...
A sense of familiar closeness, oft of intimacy.
The better to see with eye keen as any seer!
For, in intimate moments, truth is manifested.
Flesh speaks in ways that words may forget,
And within us lies a capacity as yet untested.
A leaning towards greatness without regrets!
Breathe in my truths and thou wilt be reborn,
Out the ecstasy of the pyre that lies before...
The altar of a power that rises like the morn.
Let me whet thy appetite, to give thee more!
Take this apple, from my hand,
Let eternities tumble, like sand!
Pleasures and pains so exquisite,
That even gods art jealous of it.
Take the apple then heat it well,
Soft and warm, heat that swells...
Consume it then as thou would,
Knowledge then be understood!
All about me I behold truths amid mysteries,
Secrets, hidden from the eyes of all mortals...
Lies hidden within the texts of their histories!
And paths that exist beyond earthly portals.
Only the unchained spirit may travel this way,
And only the unclouded eye sees the doors...
Which shall open not in the shine of the day.
I hath been beyond, and I wilt be once more!
Betwixt many worlds, and a part of them all.
Apart from them too, swims my true nature,
To stand defiant, to live, to love, and to fall...
In the name of philosophies become mature.
Ripened by madness and clarity most ideal!
Let mankind walk about in their little husks,
Pondering abstractly, what is or is not real...
I shall create my reality and paint with dusk.
With dawn too, and colors beyond counting!
I wilt create the colors of my whims as one,
Whilst the fire builds in my heart's pounding.
Let it consume all, ere my dreams be done!
Take this apple, from my hand,
Let eternities tumble, like sand!
Pleasures and pains so exquisite,
That even gods art jealous of it.
Take the apple then heat it well,
Soft and warm, heat that swells...
Consume it then as thou would,
Knowledge then be understood!
Twisting art the ways that lead to Paradise...
In whatever form is within one to so create.
Whether one seeks meadows of butterflies,
Or forests of gloom, when the hour is late...
The glory is the same and of equal intensity.
I see both truths, both varieties of such joy,
As could break the mind into pure insanity!
To love, hate, create and even to destroy...
All art pale imitations, of nobler existences.
One must weep, laugh, sweat even bleed...
Even offer up their souls in dark sacrifices,
Or in noble heroics, in times of great need.
Only by such extreme and grand devices...
Canst one speak in analogy of illumination.
Knowledge cuts, burns, and soothes vices,
To remodel one in a divine transformation.
The path is sharp, the path is full of edges,
Before one receives the solace of reward!
Like a mountain road, with many ledges...
Or a flower held upon a point of a sword.
Take this apple, from my hand,
Let eternities tumble, like sand!
Pleasures and pains so exquisite,
That even gods art jealous of it.
Take the apple then heat it well,
Soft and warm, heat that swells...
Consume it then as thou would,
Knowledge then be understood!
I doth not mold gently, nor with restraint...
But, when I build, it wilt last for long ages.
What I tear down, wilt stay freed of taint!
And what I hide, wilt be lost to all sages...
Save those initiated into the ancient ways.
Ways, that wilt be known again one hour,
When mankind is readied without delays.
Prepared for the burden of higher power,
And its' liberating freedom, it's full bliss...
Which is like embracing a chaste maiden.
Whilst also like knowing a harlot's kiss...
A duality and a harmony without an end!
Leathers and laces, scarlet and sapphire.
The wings of an angel, so white and fair,
And the oft-seductive bite, of a vampire.
How else, could one dream to compare,
The enormity of a profound experience?
Words must not fall like water in a sea...
But, like lightning in the nearby distance!
This is how to speak of such an ecstasy.
Published 3rd Mar 2016
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3rd Mar 2016 9:57am
Ah, my dear Zoey, the apple I offer is for all to savor! But you may most certainly enjoy it as well, naturally, *Smiles* :) I am happy to be able to grant you such.
3rd Mar 2016 1:32pm
To stand defiant, to live, to love, and to fall...
Dear Kara I think I will steal these words above. Enjoyed your verses as always.:)
Dear Kara I think I will steal these words above. Enjoyed your verses as always.:)
6th Mar 2016 2:16am
I am so happy you liked my verses, sweet Grace! And truer words were never uttered methinks, than those you took a liking to there. For indeed, one must stand defiant, live, love, and even fall before one can truly rise in life to their fullest potential. :D
6th Mar 2016 2:20am
I am delighted at being able to speak such words and at being able to share them with others, and to bring a bit of realms beyond closer to this one, for the enjoyment of all. And I am quite honored that you find such words to be profound, too... that means a lot to me! Thanks for the glowing praise, and for taking the time to read and comment. *Smiles* :)
3rd Mar 2016 10:36pm
an epic piece, "I shall create my reality and paint with dusk.
With dawn too," really digging those lines, nice...
With dawn too," really digging those lines, nice...
6th Mar 2016 2:32am
I am glad you enjoyed! Those lines are quite important methinks, so I am particularly happy that they sang to you as they did. I have always maintained that the truest beauty that there can be in all of existence is when there is a harmonious balance between cosmic opposites such as dusk and dawn, dark and light, even to a certain extent evil and good. All are a part of us, and a part of the greater universes around us, after all, and none are necessarily either harmful or beneficent save when it comes to what we choose to do with them. That is where wisdom and knowledge come in, however, to help with knowing what path is the right one to take and how one should go about walking it. Pretty deep stuff really, those lines, and all that they can convey. ;)
Anonymous
4th Mar 2016 11:34am
How Divine is this.
You are a divinity placed here on
Earth. I adore and enspirit such
a truth.
You are a divinity placed here on
Earth. I adore and enspirit such
a truth.
6th Mar 2016 2:41am
You do me tremendous honor, and are truly blessed for seeing me beyond just this physical form I currently wear! After all, we are all of us so much more than just such raiment alone. That you adore the truths I strive to bring, represent, and embody is a joy to hear, and makes me smile greatly. Walk in love, light, and illumination always! :)
