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GOD WAKES HIS MORTALITY
I dare not say how I now feel, for my soul is at peace
with The truth. It is The cunning way of what is and
what must be, for I knowingly give you full support of
what you think is not. It is The fullness of my desire, The
revelation of my fear. I have changed but am already
what I have become. A larva now blossoms my flight
towards The ease of one’s own awareness of his
mortality; I am now, man.
Roy Johnson
I dare not say how I now feel, for my soul is at peace
with The truth. It is The cunning way of what is and
what must be, for I knowingly give you full support of
what you think is not. It is The fullness of my desire, The
revelation of my fear. I have changed but am already
what I have become. A larva now blossoms my flight
towards The ease of one’s own awareness of his
mortality; I am now, man.
Roy Johnson