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Published: 2009-03-29 08:39:56 +0000 UTC; Views: 104; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 3
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There are thoughts, feelings, longings.They stab the wills of people,
And so is it like a volcano;
So hot,
So merciless,
So violent.
Burnt is everything that is known.
It burns, quakes, and roars.
All will be consumed by the volcano;
Covered,
Lost,
Forgotten.
Climb the volcano and look upon the world before you.
It does not want you – does not need you.
So goes your life, full of pain, agony, misery.
The world gives you nothing, and never has.
And so will it be that you will die with nothing;
Empty,
Longing,
Meaningless.
Give yourself to pleasures.
Let them flow endlessly from you.
Let them come out of you;
Fiercely,
Rushing,
Gushing.
Everything must be burnt by the rage.
Hold nothing inside, so long as it is there.
Destroy all with flames;
Throwing,
Bursting,
Consuming.
Climb upon the thoughts and look upon yourself.
You do not want yourself – you need yourself though.
So goes your life, full of worries, pleasure, and pain.
The world holds you always and forever will.
And so will it be that you will die with faults;
Incomplete,
Hollow,
Burnt.
