Death, The Great Adventure

As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of existence is to

Kindle a light in the darkness of being ’ carl jung

Sometimes red curtains fall

Before the act has headed for the wings

As on that night disaster crawled out from the stalls...

Suddenly the dark, the thickest stygian dark

Pressing on all sides with vertigo

Running from the quickest in the sickest abyss

My spirit’s lifted by an angel of woe

A dredged up drea_dful past

Drags discordant thoughts my way

Unforgiven and driven to despair

I sense the mordant wraith azazel

Standing there

Now the vision simmers

I spya distant gleam

Racing ever closer

Through this persistent dream

And by its welcome glimmer

Writhing into sight

The brutish groping nightmares

That hide beside the light

Then a roar

And a voice like a pride of lions

Thunde rs from the maw

In a blackened mass

The creatures flee

Screaming bloody murder as

A shining gateway opens for me

Death, the great adventure

At the peril of my soul

I welcome death, the great avenger

Spared this awful realm

Vvhere those who stalk the living haunt the murk

Untethered pleasures keep them tied to flawed

Humana

Floating upward still, to where the tunnel mouth reveals

Two manticores that ward an ebon door

I muster lean resolve, as the luminance dissolves

And i am thrust headlong before their venomous jaws

I am in darkness again

But here accursedness is vastly deeper

Uneorgiven and given to torment

I am nothing

Groteslnje, bereft of judgement

This abyss, a void

Where stripped oe all but sele

One must wish to be destroyed

To pass on somewhere else

Beyond this pit oe wicked shouts

I madness and eallacies

Aeons i eailed to rail my doubts

Before eear leet love saving me

Then a roar

And a voice like the clash ortitans

Thunders erom the maw

In a seething mass

The horrors flee

Screaming bloody murder as

A shrouded sky opens immensely

Listen!

What eden shall arise

Abundant erom the cliees that stunt hell’s

Redundant cries?

A view oe breathtaking beauty

Unveils, as the sun disperses

Perversities

Death, the great adventure

For the glory of my soul

I welcome death, the great avenger

The damaged man revives

With dawning truth, this morning suits

The world i leet abruptly

In exaltation, i find mysele alive

Near—death to steera liee long’led corruptly

The sweet silver chord that keeps me mooreds

I know that heaven sent her

From the cold to hold her face again

I rose from death, the great adventure