Lawbreaker

Lawbreaker

Ye who hold aloft such exclamations of harshness and cruelty

Beware of embracing words and abandoning meanings

My acceptance of this drivel dogma is outer and general

Intuition is individual

Your barking and growling intimidates me but little

Guard dogs I guess, but such are typically employed by the fearful

Perhaps it was the times or the personal history of the Mage-Ghost

I need you not oh doctrine

But I recognize the beauty and medicine of the wildflowers growing in your garden

Ye are a dung heap

Dung heaps feed flowers and make food

I am happy to be shunned by hopers and gropers of bible-mind

Ye all gather around structures and mirage-gates, seeking freedom

What is there will be found, and better yet with wily lurers

Mean words mean nothing if they have no practical use

For All?

We shall see

We who take up that which is forbidden know beyond such nonsense

I feel silly in this language

I rest now in disgruntledness