SVN OKKLT: XIV

5.7.12

XIV

Triumph alleviates nothing
We are stuck
Forced to fix our next problem, fill our next need
Time plods along
Calculated and careless, uniform and unwavering
We are in a void
There is no plan, there is no goal
Tragedy perpetuates
Efforts toward utopia fall short
Envy the man with a gun in his throat and the future on hold

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CHARGE.

CHARGE LIKE THE KNIGHT ATOP HIS HORSE, THE LANCE POINTED AT THE HEART OF THE BELOVED. CHARGE TOWARD YOUR ANNIHILATION, TOWARD YOUR ABSOLUTION, TOWARD YOUR FINAL UNION. THIS IS YOUR WEDDING, YOUR MERGING WITH THE LIGHT YOU ARE INTRINSICALLY PROMISED. RECITE THE WORDS IMPRINTED UPON YOU IN BLOOD, RECITE FOR THE BLESSING OF A PROMISED DEATH. RECITE THE WORDS YOU WERE SWORN INTO BY THE GRACE OF BIRTH, THIS IS NOT A CHOICE. YOU ARE CALLED BY THIS PROVISION OF FAVOR, TO RETURN, CALLED TO BE DISSOLVED BY THE FLAME. TO CLOSE THE GAP OF SEPARATION, TO GET AS CLOSE AS POSSIBLE, TO PUSH AS FAR AS ONE CAN. STRIVE WITHOUT COMPROMISE. CLENCH THE LANCE.

NOW... CHARGE.