Prologue - Cleansing
What matters
Matter
Neither created
Nor destroyed
Light power and will
Makes up soul
Shakes up rules
Disciples of Science
Place hypothesis
Outside God’s context
Aspiring intellect
Pride replaces God
Finds itself dismissed
Destroyed
Sometimes enlightened
Struck in silent awe
Absolute knowledge
A poison
Taste inflicts insanity
Such legacy
Of those who’ve seen
Through history
Brilliance achieves
Advances
Devours
Destroys
Dies
To harness knowledge
Isn’t the matter
To share is
Seek and ye may find
Seek carefully
Some truth can’t be unfound
God redefines
According to his will
Substance to fire
Fire to ash
Ash to clay
Clay to dust
Cleansing matter
That doesn’t matter
Defining new matter
Science postulates
Questions to fit answers
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Before the beginning
Time spanning infinity
consists of rolling waves of eras
crashing on the shore of destiny
as undertow draws them
to a new beginning
Post homo sapiens
enlightenment eras are attributed
to Earth’s perceived evolution
and advances in development
Before the era of man other beings
existed prehistoric and otherwise
And before them
angelic battles exploding heavens
marking time with other waves
of creation and destruction
defying intellectual understanding
Consciousness without bodies
Heavenly bodies without conscience
Good and evil vying for dominance
within will of each, just as now
populating alliance and defiance
just as now
God was responsible for all of it
Civilization was not a question
of creation or big bang
but which creation
which bang
which wave
Will we be the last?
Will our bones
join some future debate
over contradiction of someone’s
fragmented time wave?
How much of our wave
are we allowed to know?
Between each time vast darkness
until light again brings the dawn
of a new era
Time and existence scatter
with remnants surfacing in waves
consequential like fill materials
delivered to a construction site
No reason to re-create clay
blending results in contradictions
unintended but useful to maintain
the mystery of the great play
Prophets and jesters
high priests of science
religious orders
each with a seat at a table
they can’t make sense of
A teaspoon of Darwin
a peaceful garden
an explosion followed
by chaos and contest
God indeed has
a unique sense of humor
Aberrations of ego and vanity
coveting some pureness
some measure of truth
and its promise of power
Such is the curse and challenge
of knowledge
A curse befell God’s beautiful angel
banished to rule over darkness
Who am I?
And why should I seek thee?
And will I recall thee when I can see?
Thus all things were conceived
to become as intended
prior to this time to be known as
‘In the beginning’
Then there’s the matter of the Civil
In the garden gathered around
like jackals attending a street fight
with Eve and the serpent
They were there at the tower
convincing man of a stairway
in defiance of God’s will
It was their opening bid
It was then they lost immortality
but retained knowledge
and longevity that provided
great influence and power
Without obedience to God or Satan
they attend their own agenda
Their muse
the molestation of free will
combined with shame
and they are excellent at it
Which begins our story
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