Wednesday, February 18, 2026

You're not Alone

 


Korra~Castles crumbling (Taylor swift)

KILL THE MEDIOCRE SELF

DESTROY YOUR WEAK SELF



I

Just like Eliyah in the den, zealous for God:

I am the only one left, who didn't bow down!”

Listen to the silent footsteps of the Lord;

there are more, who have not bowed to toads –

No talent, no gifts; no money, Mommy blow!

Above all Kings and Cowards, become the Clown;

then others eat candy and nuts, hormone roads.



II

Be the Icon of Intolerance, the steppingstone;

who points at Superman, what shall blossom

from the larva and soar like a butterfly atone.

Where's no Tomorrow, but eternal Now – glow!

Then others seek flaws in Ten commandments glum;

excused by precepts, never go to the wilderness – Home!

Be the Lion; the Scorpio; Divine Bulldog prowl!!



III

Embrace the Pain, its rewards and duress;

chase after Wormwood, Vinegar, slay your Gods.

You don't know Superman, nor Christ, confess;

because mediocre your creed and solace your bliss.

Hoping for meat-pots, craving for attention, hugs;

You don't find the shadow of the Lord, wheels and cogs –

for you don't believe in Yourself, thus can't God bless!



IV

Why do you listen to Pigs and Dogs;

let them roam Gadara and fall off the Cliff.

Keep your pearls, walk your path Odd;

you're own ruler, who deems, what you shall mod!

The Matrix and Neo, the Halleluyah Riff;

You could be Deus Vult on Chosen Lips, shoot from the hip!

Leave doubt and fear for the enemy, torment your trod!!



V

You're not Alone, release your inner Self –

that Monster, you hide in your closet.

Be that relentless fervour, overwhelming wealth;

In El Shaddai; El Elyon, Adonai, in stealth!

The Silent footsteps of the Lord, to left hand path, bet;

Amor Fati cast your pitchforks, the Nimrod against Set!

Be Tšingatšguk, to supreme over the serpents Alp.



VI

Tengu in the Skies, Kitsune-Hime on Graveyards;

to bedazzle and haunt the minds and souls of the World.

One path shall they roam, nine rings cross defeated, snark;

forge your terror and despair into a sword and shield – Spark!

Be Superman, then others erect lodges, stunning-brave afford;

what's your business with Peace, be at War and Conflict, board

the Holy grounds and Hondens, capture the Noah's and Arks!



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