Wandering To Wonder
mysterium tremendum et fascinans
No truth beyond Magic,
only a desert
where wounded kings
fish in dry rivers:
landscapes of
desolation.
We must survive
in the Labyrinth
or waste our lives
futilely trying
to escape
ourselves.
Magic is what exists.
We exist through Magic.
Mystery makes meaning.
Mystery engenders energy.
Answers, always
a form of death.
The cards
are dealt.
The Magician
waves the way.
Few follow.
Beyond Magic no truth.
*FTMTE = Fuck The Medium Text Editor Ev Williams
