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Michaeldavitt — nothingness is the shadow
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When the Lord, raising his thin arms to heaven,Under sacred trees, like poets do
Was lost for a long time in its mute sorrows,
And felt betrayed by ungrateful friends,
He turned to those who were waiting for him below
Dreaming of being kings, sages, prophets...
But numb, lost in the sleep of beasts,
And began to shout: "No, God does not exist!"
They were sleeping. "My friends, do you know the news?
I have touched with my forehead the eternal vault;
I am bleeding, broken, suffering for many days!
Brothers, I was deceiving you: Abyss! abyss! abyss!
The god is missing at the altar where I am the victim...
God is not! God is no more!” But they were still sleeping!...
He resumed: “Everything is dead! I have traveled the worlds;
And I lost my flight in their milky ways,
As far as life, in its fertile veins,
Scatters golden sands and silvery streams:
Everywhere the desert ground coasted by waves,
Confused whirlpools of restless oceans...
A vague breath moves the wandering spheres,
But no spirit exists in these immensities.
Searching for God's eye, I only saw an eye socket
Vast, black. and bottomless, hence the night that inhabits it
Shines on the world and always thickens;
A strange rainbow surrounds this dark well,
Threshold of the ancient chaos of which nothingness is the shadow,
Spiral engulfing Worlds and Days!
Motionless Destiny, mute sentinel,
Cold Necessity!... Chance which, advancing you
Among the dead worlds under the eternal snow,
Cooled, by degrees, the paling universe,
Do you know what you are doing, original power,
Of your extinguished suns, one crumpling the other...
Are you sure to transmit an immortal breath,
Between a world that is dying and the other reborn?...
O my father! is it you that I feel within myself?
Do you have power to live and conquer death?
Would you have succumbed under a last effort
Of this angel of the nights struck by the anathema?...
Because I feel all alone crying and suffering;
Alas! and, if I die, everything is going to die!"
No one heard the eternal victim moan,
Delivering to the world in vain all his poured out heart;
But ready to faint and leaning without strength,
He called the only — awake in Solyme:
"Judas! he cried to him, you know how much I am esteemed,
Hasten to sell me, and end this bargain:
I am unwell, friend! lying on the ground...
Come! O you who, at least, have the strength of crime!"
But Judas went away, displeased and pensive,
Finding himself badly paid, full of remorse so keen
That he read his blackness on all the walls written...
Finally Pilate alone, who watched for Caesar,
Feeling some pity, turned by chance:
"Go get that madman!" he told the satellites.
It was really him, this madman, this sublime madman...
This forgotten Icarus who ascended the skies,
This Phaeton lost under the lightning of the gods,
This beautiful bruised Atys that Cybele revives!
The augur interrogated the side of the victim,
The earth was intoxicated with this precious blood...
The bewildered universe leaned on its axles,
And Olympus staggered for a moment towards the abyss.
"Answer!" cried Caesar to Jupiter Ammon,
What is this new god being imposed on the earth?
And if it's not a god, it's at least a demon..."
But the oracle invoked forever had to be silent;
Only one in the world could explain this mystery:
- The one who gave the soul to the children of the silt.
~ Gerard de Nerval
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