DIALETHEIST
by White Narrows
WE ARE A GREAT FAILING BITTER NOTHINGNESS, A WRETCHED SENSELESS LETHARGY THAT SEEPS PERVASIVELY INTO EVERY ASPECT OF OURSELVES, SEALING EYES AND MOUTHS AND EARS AND MINDS WITH AN ENDLESS TORRENT OF CAUSTIC OBLIVIOUSNESS. A SLOW-MOVING SAP THAT SEALS US OFF FROM OURSELVES, IDIOT CARCASSES TRAPPED IN SPIRITUAL SLUDGE. WE TURN OVER AND OVER AND OVER, PLUNGING DEEPER INTO THE VISCOUS SUBSTANCE EXCRETED BY EVERY ACT OF EXCORIATION WHICH WE ADORE, WE RELISH, WE WORSHIP. WE ARE SINKING IN THE SEAS OF OURSELVES.
WE ARE A BLINDING SOARING IMPOSSIBLE ELEVATION, AN ÆTHEREAL IDEAL RISING HIGH INTO THE RAFTERS OF THE GREAT GLOWING HALL OF CONSCIOUS ETERNITY, DRIFTING LIKE STEAM THROUGH THE SHINGLES INTO THE WARM OPEN SKY. A SOFT FLOWING NOTION TRANSCENDING ANY SEMBLANCE OF COHERENT FORM, AS SOME BEAUTIFUL REVERIE FREE FROM ANY POSSIBLE CONSTRAINT. A GENTLE BREEZE CARRYING IMPERCEPTIBLE PARTICLES OF OURSELVES BEYOND THE BOUNDARIES OF COMPREHENSION. WE ARE DISSOLVING IN THE DREAMS OF OURSELVES.