The streets are clean
But only by the street sweeper
Our hearts are open
But only for the surgeon
Our minds are sponges
But only for social media
Our passions are set for justice
But only for the social warriors
9 rules of temperament
Goodness
Kindness
Gentleness
Patience
Self -control
Faithfulness
Peace
Love
Joy
10 perfect laws tempered with mercy
Is all we need
To create a world really worth living in.
I wish you could see it with me instead of against me.
We are the same but our eyes see differenly.
I love you.
Dwelling in the interstices between planes,
Composing the Universe.
Manifestation as a conglomeration,
Globes shifting, flowing into another.
Deity of Sorcerers and Wizards,
Granting them great power
To travel between the planes
To see into a plane through crystal globes.
Commanding various monsters
From distant worlds...
Gifts in return,
Opening the way
For Yog-Sothoth
To travel from His domain.
Tawil at'Umr;
Wishing to travel to distant places.
Being the least malignant
Him unveiled
Causes great sacrifice.
Utterly mad,
Destruction on its path.
The Cult of Ne-Pang
Is a Yog-Sothoth Cult.
Order of the Silver Twilight
The Temphill Cult
Claim this name too.
Power to travel within the planes,
Reaching any other time or space.
He is the Key and the Gate.
Opener of the Way,
Wishing to enter this plane.
Yog-Sothoth, archons
God of portals.
Rules all goings in,
Rules all comings out.
Doors are His mouth
Windows are His eyes.
Whenever you cross,
He is aware;
And only when He permits it.
He is the Gate and the Key;
Jealously guarding the portals.
The face of Yog-Sothoth,
The face of the cosmos.
During death and dream,
Liberated from the house of flesh.
Struck out by violent force;
He may lead the soul to any world
He: Nyarlathotep,
Even to the throne of chaos.
Yog-Sothoth cannot be bullied,
Not even by Nyarlathotep.
There is no way to harm Yog-Sothoth
There is no way to kill Him...
Dwelling in the interstices between planes,
Composing the Universe.
Manifestation as a conglomeration,
Globes shifting, flowing into another.
Deity of Sorcerers and Wizards,
Granting them great power
To travel between the planes
To see into a plane through crystal globes.
Commanding various monsters
From distant worlds...
Gifts in return,
Opening the way
For Yog-Sothoth
To travel from His domain.
Tawil at'Umr;
Wishing to travel to distant places.
Being the least malignant
Him unveiled
Causes great sacrifice.
Utterly mad,
Destruction on its path.
The Cult of Ne-Pang
Is a Yog-Sothoth Cult.
Order of the Silver Twilight
The Temphill Cult
Claim this name too.
Power to travel within the planes,
Reaching any other time or space.
He is the Key and the Gate.
Opener of the Way,
Wishing to enter this plane.
“A crippled; crawling, curious girl,
stumbled into light.
Her fractured, hopeless, dreary world,
is given second sight.
Her heart hardened and doubled;
broken now, into.
Her manic thoughts so troubled,
daily now, renewed.
As memories mirror an attack,
by tragic childish fears;
the smile you see is now unmatched,
caressed by happy tears.
The enemy of stolen time,
now it’s become best friend.
The youth she had to leave behind,
has been restored again.
Her faith though kept still; shaken,
grew higher than the storm.
The nights that had been taken,
now feel so safe and warm.
A life of bitter ashes;
replaced by dreams of dare,
the sorrow of the past has,
vanished into air.
From believing no one loved her,
to convinced that Some One does.
From accepting she must suffer,
to receiving special love.
From cringing in a cold cage,
to soaring high and free.
From leading lady, on a stage,
to praising out of key.
The mask hiding the glow,
has fallen to the ground.
Revelation knowledge flows,
peace can make a sound.
This change came slowly,
and remains a mystery.
He forever Holy,
searching for..just…me.