A Monologue with the Æther

Self Is the Longest Journey


A non–sensical rhyme of immense distortion This universe is — Am I sane to write this scene?     To play and to think,     That’s why I was born.     To Jehovah in heaven and Lucifer in hell,     I decree my freewill and shout, “Fuck Off!”     Others, they whirl about, scream and shout,     Asking “Why?!” and “What?!”     Pseudotruths are what they get     From the money–clutching faithful of a betrayed god. Perhaps