OF THE INFINITE MARCH TOWARDS FREEDOM

[“... let's look and see that things don't last too long,
lest they become stale and rancid and we remain forever behind"]


... rebel, oh my being, against the old ways,
the old lights
and the old joy;
Salt
and resurfaces on intimate endings,
above all that may be your shore or bridge,
your law or freedom,
but, at last, your death;
... to tread on the eternal you must overcome the veil of fascination,
the humus of the blood and the nectar of the lips,
and with love and science establish your strength and your beauty: a pure, learned and faithful spear
with which to face creeds of men and gods and not fall;
.. make, then, with my bones a terrifying fire and with my soul a river,
an endless sea in flames with which to instruct and spread the light;
be mine, be brave, don't stop.
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Antonio Justel Rodriguez
https://www.oriondepanthoseas.com
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