Scapegoat of Ambivalence

 

When we choose we intend to cast out

Amelioration buckles to reproach

Where does the seething other go?

Down into the unspoken

The other confined seeking paths to escape

Even only for a moment

Ambivalence begins to shape

Precariously unnoticed

Self punishing internment

We surmise evil thrives outside us

Confession impairs our condonance

We fool ourselves to think, scapegoats fortify our needs

But to whose scapegoat have you become?

The other’s muted but it attempts to finesse

Making itself known on the faces

Of those we love

Of those we hate

Of those we covet

Those. Who. Are not. Us

Precariously unnoticed

Self punishing internment

We surmise evil thrives outside us

Confession impairs our condonance

We fool ourselves to think, scapegoats fortify our needs

But to whose scapegoat have you become?

Philosopher's Stone

  

Do you sense the arreton?

Amongst the hollow chatter

Reiterate your mystery

As one’s silence swells with answers 


As with all, one’s psyche hangs 

Between chaos and order

But one tends to sway from the other 


Leaving one removed from their numem 

It is the lapis we all seek

Feeding both mind and matter

Concentrate thyself into all sensations 

Then the stone itself is found

fifth sense of transcendence 

immersed quintessence 


Have you traced the trail of stars

That birthed the hands of makers?

Imitate the entity 

To cast out latent iron

And to all, we must suspend

Confinement within ration

Opus contra naturum 

Giving rise to all creation 

Leaving one in tune with their numen 


Reveal occurs in the task you present

Abstruse transmutation 

Embarks and returns to the end 

Ubiquity wears it’s own solutions

yet there is a sense to ascending secrets


It is the lapis we all seek

Feeding both mind and matter

Concentrate thyself into all sensations 

Then the stone itself is found

fifth sense of transcendence 

immersed quintessence 

Obedience to My Absolute

 

Surprise surprise did you think this would happen? No

Time did tell

What was only a distraction from yourself

Built your fervent views 

Yet one stands in paradox

Flaw in one’s judgement

Construed misconception

Needs to run its course


Is this my oversight

The fallacy of you and I?

Is this anatomizing

Diluting all past sound advice?

Yet I want to, indulge without having to choose

Obedience to my absolute

Does not come easily


Deny, Deny, transparency’s been put aside

Time will reveal

 If you vindicate the collapse to his appeal

Concealed your intention but yet it still comes sprawling out

There’s no sense of patience

In craven attention

To need is not to love 


Is this my oversight

The fallacy of you and I?

Is this anatomizing

Diluting all past sound advice?