I bid you goodbye With a blank stare I dive Into the Bliss Void Indivisible This is not death It is the upgrade of life Releasing what I foolishly thought "should have been" In this surrender, all manifestations begin... You tried to destroy me You tried to kill me You only succeeded in one When you thought yourself victor You were defeated twice over For in my destruction, I became immortal I regenerate like the force of 108 serpents I may be bloody and swollen But I am never defeated Until I contend with the bullet Detach with a guillotine Or detach with trust Certainly not in you But in my own soul... I need nothing more
I’ll let the world and its ways sweep me away if it Gets me away from you I have the anchor of my spirit to keep me from going back To that which has been my Achilles heel Since time immemorial I am responsible for letting my heart out of these chains The insanity in returning to the sources that made it that way In hopes I can find the salvation in satan.. Insanity When I say satan I mean the literal definition Opposition What is in opposition to truth, love and liberation? Whatever has you possessed, most certainly.. And whatever has had me possessed, most certainly.. Try not to read this through the lens of dogmatic beliefs, you will.. Always be deceived Do not confuse lantern with flame… In many ways I would rather fall into the void and face every fear I have Than live one more second twisting your daggers in my back When all we know is pain, we stay because it's familiar We think it is the easier way, but it isn't.. only a false sense of safety Funny how seeking security can get you killed so easily And even if they let your heart continue to beat… There wont be much to show for it Have you ever begged for death, prayed for the Reaper's mercy? There are far worse fates Than facing everything you’re afraid of and stepping into the unknown, Alone Every man and woman must face their shadow If they are to evolve their soul
This is why the zodiac's houses of moksha, liberation, are the ones of endings, death, grief, crises and isolation… they are also the ones in which the foundations of happiness are built upon, mysticism grows and collaborations of other worldly natures take place and… one gains the ability to see beyond the veil we are so afraid of the dark and so afraid of pain so we hide in the shadows and suffer… because we're afraid of what we’re already self-inflicting? Pirates of the Sacred Void - do you dare dive with me? I'm going either way I wonder how many of you have already done so and have seen the other side.. where are your voices now? All I hear is voices of the suffering.. Have you found only silence can describe what you found? Is it the incomprehensible, the indescribable? As the most important things in life always are? Yes, they can only be known in experience... Fuck theory. That’s why they have us in these regurgitated, ad infinitum, information babble cycles — to jam our signals But ultimately we still have the control we can turn things on or off we can release the guillotine, or detach with trust we can jump into the void.. or we can stay stuck At the end of the day, every motherfucker reaches their point where they look at their pain and say, enough is enough I'm there today And it doesn’t hurt nearly as much As it did the night before I've been here so many times I have scar tissue to bounce back from, in a weird way it almost softens the blow because betrayal, piercing words and toxic energies are like white noise… I already know My mind is more clear, face still puffy, head and heart don't hurt so much Oh the things we hide behind when we fall apart God forbid someone see us having an experience so human Get back to work, act normal, smile, How about fuck you entirely I’ll get back to playing the game of resource gathering so I can buy my way out of this slave race in time… For now, I remain detached I write what I write This isn't personal to whoever is reading this I don't think its personal to anyone at all, unless they declare it as such As with most things.. Of course -Tess Bergin AKA Tesstamona
A song I made a while ago that may help you if you relate to this shit:
True Warriors Hunt Themselves by Tesstamona (Beat by FEIO) A Lo-Fi Hip Hop Jam:
Upon reflection, your prophetic prose inspired this;
Light is born from darkness.
Life is born through blood and pain.
Love is a gift of sacrifices.
We are the sums, the equations, formed from the constants that are the choices we make.
Hope,
Is the possibility in probability.
All is A Quantum entangled mess of
Life.
We are living songs, poetry, prophecies,
Echoes of Creations word.
Nothing is trivial.
True warriors hunt themselves in the abyss where maximum darkness is found there will shine the brightest light.
Keep hunting true warrior