Although it came in whispers,
it echoed loudly inside my head
The words...
Paradoxical duality....
Paradoxical duality...
Acquire a juxtaposition.
Then suddenly I slipped
and spiraled into a dismal dissent of oblivion
Shedding my exterior
Carcass exposed
Stripped of my essence
Exploding
Erupting.....unto death
Then reincarnated
Somehow allowed to be reinstated unto existence
So as servitude for being......no longer am I paradox
And out of jealously you taunt me
Praying for my defeat
Blasphemous and satirizing demons you spit at my feet
Yet still I progress
On my path to becoming a poetic Goddess....

For my blood no longer flows openly
As the flux of essence
Has taken on an effervescence
that can only be understood
By the thoughts that descend
To the erroneous depths of my soul
And at this hour you should know
I have been anointed the power
To remove your psyche and place it inside my own
Migrating nightmares
Gestating dreams
Into something unknown to man
Oblivious to all who journey into my abyss
As my mind does a cerebral dance
That would make  Einstein piss his pants on sight
And if you hadn't figured out by now
That tingling feeling beneath your sod
Is the trademark of being a stepping stone
On my path to becoming a poetic God.....