Narcissa W.K [Solomon I.]
Posts : 125 Join date : 2015-11-03 Location : The Beach
| Subject: There is nothing divine about Divinity Sat May 28, 2016 10:18 pm | |
| Please be courteous and do not steal my poetry... We are all grown here, so let's behave like grown people. Criticism is always appreciated! - No trigger warnings other than the fact that this is freeform, so it will not rhyme.:
There is nothing divine about divinity.
Scapulas touching. Don’t fall
A string lifting your halo. Don’t fall.
Composed as the clouds. Don’t fall.
Such are the rules of the Ruler. Such are the limitations of the Unlimited.
But how can my scapulas touch with this penitence between them, or a string lift my halo when I cannot bear the weight of my crown, or my every bit stay composed when clouds themselves birthed whirlwinds?
How?
However, I observe, as is my duty. I protect, I sanction, I listen to your every prayer and I kiss your temples at night, hoping, only hoping, that one day I get to rest like you and find the solace my eons have not given me.
Duty suddenly becomes a sentence, and if I could die I’m sure it would kill me. It stops being a task and becomes suffering the very moment you look at your own siblings and mourn the empty spot by your side, and all because they didn’t give in to the scalding, destructive and loving fingers of the Father, or the Son, or the Holy Spirit, because they knew that being what I am is a façade that will eventually crumble, because what being of Light would ever consider following orders above doing what’s right?
They fell not because they thought highly of themselves but because they thought we were all equal. Which we are. But only ever in whispers do we admit our normalcy and stop pretending that the golden bangles at our wrists and feet are mere ornaments and not shackles or chains.
There is nothing divine about divinity.
Soften your eyes. Don’t fall.
Lower your head. Don’t fall.
Moisten your lips. Don’t fall.
Such are the commandments of the Commander. Such are the writings of the Writer.
Yet I wonder how my eyes could ever soften when the things I have seen will not leave my head, or my head meet my clavicles when my pride overflows, or my lips ever be soft when this heat inside me is the product of billions of moons that come and go and remind me how cruel my own hand can be?
I wonder.
If I am divinity, then there is nothing divine about me. Thou shalt not kill. Thou shalt not lie. Thou shalt not steal. Thou shalt not covet. Thou shalt not this, thou shalt not that. Everything I musn’t do I’ve already done, and proudly so. Undifferentiated is the way of my kin. We make, enforce, and mask the rules to our convenience because the Father has chosen it so. And with tears in my eyes I admit: It feels good.
No, it doesn’t.
Yes, it does.
No, it DOESN’T.
YES, it does.
With the same pleasure I have felt when I crawl through the Heavens’ marble floors while drunk on the nectar of virgin dryads, I cry as I wonder what it’s like to be human, to be dead, to Fall, to be punished, to be free, to be removed from Favor. If I only had the courage to be more than I am, to be more than I was created for. This dirty, lustful, luxurious heartbeat has earned me nothing but respect. Empty air in the form of reverence. I can no longer cry and this smile is my capital sin.
I’m corrupted from within.
And with closed fists and a heart full of love I see to my duties like you see into the eyes of God and with anger recognize that, sadly, there’s nothing but a single truth:
There is nothing divine about divinity.
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Narcissa W.K [Solomon I.]
Posts : 125 Join date : 2015-11-03 Location : The Beach
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