When I leave this material maze,
Weighed before Ammut’s hungry gaze,
Which parameters will add weight to heart,
Deeds deemed dark in which I’ve played a part,
And which these with antimatter annihilate,
So, Osiris may usher me through his gate?
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The answer this land gives is unitary:
Work ‘til you land in the cemetery.
Success, fame, wealth rule the mind,
While to other virtues we are blind.
I do my best to withstand this pressure:
My heart is lighter than Maat’s feather.

​To seize control of my emotions,
I wage an unrelenting war.
To become sole tyrant of my thoughts,
I drive out the fallacious inference.
During my tribulations I ask
What is my true casus belli?
This illusion of draconian rationality,
Is it the ultimate self-deception?
In my hubris I undergo auto-analysis,
But all the models seem colonized,
By the narratives I fabricate.
I look to science, patron of logic.
Causality is his strict mistress;
Her orders, when followed,
Eliminate many false positives.
But how can I follow their method,
When bias is inherent in my mind?
Would that Lord Logic reigned supreme,
And all the world worshipped
Rationality and Pragmatism deified!
Yet, for all the benefits of these gods,
For all worldly wealth they deliver,
Purpose, they can never give.
Thus, my genetic code fights back,
Transcribing carriers of false idols
Bringing purpose to mundane life.
It seems ultimately, I must be defeated.
Parasitic emotionality will have to be
Integrated into the psychic model,
For synthesis of logic and illogic only
Can unveil the paradoxical truth.
All that remains is to salute those,
Though in truth, few and far between,
That have ignited me into absurdity.
I admit it; I need you.

wI‘m the eternal monarch of this hill,
A solitary figure, I stand vigil
Alone, save for the eyes in my head
And the hope I know I should not have.
I hear your voice, but cannot comprehend
The notes of this song that would not end.
I watch your face but I can never see;
You are to remain a stranger to me.
I dazedly regard the world passing by,
While wishful dreams keep me company.

I gaze at the pitch black night sky,
My sun has set and I don’t know why.
Softly heard cries trouble my sleep,
Who woke these thousand voices that weep?
I open my eyes to see only silence,
And my senses rebel against its violence.
Memories assault the walls of my keep,
And I wish I could go back to sleep.
I know my mind has left me far behind,
Stricken, I topple from my imaginary throne.
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Bitter memories return to haunt my mind,
As you start decomposing, ancient bride of mine.
Accusations melt what was left of my pride,
From voices never heard, how could I hide?
The landslide arrives, it is no surprise,
I see peace approaching through my glazed eyes.
As the bulwark of hope crumbles around me,
I would finally understand, if only I could see.
I blindly watch the world slipping away,
And I break free from my beshackling dreams.