Withering

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The Snake is shedding it’s skin,

The Mad man is circling the Asylum.

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Wyrd ever-changing,

Is ἔρως and Πόλεμος,

Colliding and suffusing,

Into λόγος.

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But λόγος sometimes fails,

And Love is disturbed,

As if betaken by some unseen spell,

And so οὐσία is withering,

Because of δόξα, because of λόγος,

Because of the absurd…

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ὕϐρις, ἔρις, harming Δίκη,

And when Δίκη no longer has eyes to see,

Sol & Luna through λόγος failure(s),

Once more divide,

From their alchemical romance.

.

For anything to unite properly,

Make an offering of milk and honey under a tree,

And chant relentlessly to Ἁρμονία and ἀρετή,

Only through such seeking,

Can ἔρως and Πόλεμος,

Dance again together in unification.

.

Once more restoring οὐσία,

Healing love,

Tempering ὕϐρις,

Tempering λόγος,

Realizing Wyrd.

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For love is κόσμος

And κόσμος is θεός.

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