I can stand and be eye-leveled to all your gods, so why can’t i be one too
my thoughts, our thoughts could all be plausible too if we only understood the secrets and keys that they sung to, so
just why feed off another mere’s thoughts
when yours marshaled can be plausible
if they weren’t cited back
to another’s mere thoughts
god’s powers sing in the same key as poetry
written words are more than written words if you understand the ways of calculatеd letterings and scared gеometry
because no man will die for god if it was ever written so bluntly—