Why Religion?? (The Sorcerer and The Anthill)
When I was a boy I wondered about the different cultures of the world, and especially how strange it seemed to me their approach to worship. Being raised Christian, I was becoming aware of the weird paradox of preaching 'tolerance' for others and their different cultures, and the distinct expressing of 'intolerance' whenever comparisons are drawn.
In succeeding years I was able to peer a little deeper into other religious practices, and was amazed to see how wonderfully strange and unfamiliar were the elements of their faith. From Buddhism, Taoism, Islam, Judaism, Christianity, and others... all alien in a dogmatic comparison to one another to some degree, but absolutely familiar in others, particularly - the preaching of 'tolerance' and 'charity'.
The more I studied this, the more my mind began to wrestle with a peculiar inconsistency. If 'tolerance and charity' were the unshakable cornerstones they're proselytized to be, then why is it that these exemplary principles are so easily discarded or forgotten when the self-serving needs of a few, stirs one's faith towards deadly ends? Why are these principles which seem to be understood so completely on a personal level as an unchangeable LAW, allowed to be wiped away by the will of another? It is evident that Religion has been consistently used in this way as long as Mankind can remember. It seems also that the more zealously one adhears to his faith, the more susceptible they are to manipulation.
Religion, where is thy strength?
The history of the human race provides easy reference to unbelievably numerous examples of conflict with religious overtones. Incidents where the DIFFERENCES in the methods of worship are twisted, misrepresented, demonized, and then used as a tool to manipulate the mind of a nation into thinking unspeakable thoughts about the believers of that faith. This has happened, will happen again and again, and IS happening now.
Why is this...?
What IS Religion anyway?
Could it be something completely NOT what we think it is?
If we can DARE to think of ways it may not be what we think it is, how would our minds proceed to quantify such a concept?
The Sorcerer And The Anthill
©2004 phi-spiral.com - All Rights Reserved
INTRODUCTION:
The purpose for this short story is to show a new concept. There is some knowledge that simply cannot be introduced using intellect alone, or even for that matter, an everyday frame of reference. Certain knowledge once introduced, can not only change ideas, but entire paradigms. Though not claiming that THIS is such knowledge, it is left open for the reader to decide its value. This is a story of correspondence to shed light on certain relationships the Human Race may have with certain beings beyond our total comprehension. It is told in rhyme from the perspective of a Dark Sorcerer in our world, and the relationship he creates with beings unable to totally comprehend him.
Inner Yearning
'Inner Yearning' is one of the mysteries of the human condition. It is as ambiguous as it is sorrowful, with a nostalgic essence that rushes outwards and withdraws like the tides on a hidden beach. It is a profound longing for an ideal condition of which we cannot seem to visualize, but paradoxically struggle to remember. This creates a confusing sense of 'loss' for the human being, resulting in painful lessons and questions whose answers must be found.
How incalculable would be the power to the ones who can build an ideology that could reach out and interface seemlessly with this yearning? How invaluable as a tool would this apparatus be, that the 'Keepers Of Secrets' could wield to direct vast multitudes of human souls? How imeasurable would be the potential to control the day to day affairs of humanity from the unified thoughts of billions of people?
I ask you now -
Hasn't THIS already occured?
In succeeding years I was able to peer a little deeper into other religious practices, and was amazed to see how wonderfully strange and unfamiliar were the elements of their faith. From Buddhism, Taoism, Islam, Judaism, Christianity, and others... all alien in a dogmatic comparison to one another to some degree, but absolutely familiar in others, particularly - the preaching of 'tolerance' and 'charity'.
The more I studied this, the more my mind began to wrestle with a peculiar inconsistency. If 'tolerance and charity' were the unshakable cornerstones they're proselytized to be, then why is it that these exemplary principles are so easily discarded or forgotten when the self-serving needs of a few, stirs one's faith towards deadly ends? Why are these principles which seem to be understood so completely on a personal level as an unchangeable LAW, allowed to be wiped away by the will of another? It is evident that Religion has been consistently used in this way as long as Mankind can remember. It seems also that the more zealously one adhears to his faith, the more susceptible they are to manipulation.
Religion, where is thy strength?
The history of the human race provides easy reference to unbelievably numerous examples of conflict with religious overtones. Incidents where the DIFFERENCES in the methods of worship are twisted, misrepresented, demonized, and then used as a tool to manipulate the mind of a nation into thinking unspeakable thoughts about the believers of that faith. This has happened, will happen again and again, and IS happening now.
Why is this...?
What IS Religion anyway?
Could it be something completely NOT what we think it is?
If we can DARE to think of ways it may not be what we think it is, how would our minds proceed to quantify such a concept?
The Sorcerer And The Anthill
©2004 phi-spiral.com - All Rights Reserved
INTRODUCTION:
The purpose for this short story is to show a new concept. There is some knowledge that simply cannot be introduced using intellect alone, or even for that matter, an everyday frame of reference. Certain knowledge once introduced, can not only change ideas, but entire paradigms. Though not claiming that THIS is such knowledge, it is left open for the reader to decide its value. This is a story of correspondence to shed light on certain relationships the Human Race may have with certain beings beyond our total comprehension. It is told in rhyme from the perspective of a Dark Sorcerer in our world, and the relationship he creates with beings unable to totally comprehend him.
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STANZAS:
The Dark Magician
A Curious Thing
The Appealing
A Petition In The Dark
A Choice To Surrender
Sacred Mathematics
Wealth And Power
Others With Might
Dark Illumination
The Dark Magician
A Curious Thing
The Appealing
A Petition In The Dark
A Choice To Surrender
Sacred Mathematics
Wealth And Power
Others With Might
Dark Illumination
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THE DARK MAGICIAN
A Magician I Am, In a World of Hunger
Constantly Devouring To Make Me Stronger
A World Of Death Around Me I See,
But Starvation And Suffering Will Not Befall Me
By Any And All Means, I Plan and I Plot,
I Need What I Have, And I Will Take What You've Got
There Is No Energy Beyond My Desire To Take,
If You Have It I Want It, And Through You I Must Break
To Slip Is To Fall And To Fall Is To Die
This Done In My Reach From You I will Pry
Your Precious Life-Force, Your Power, Your Glory
Will Add To My Substance And To My Magic More Gory
The Strongest Of Us Have Feared The Longest
For Their Power Is Coveted, And For This There's No Wrongness
I Do This Thusly To Keep My Race Alive
For Only Done Thusly Will The Strongest Survive
To Strive For The Helm Is The Order Of My Realm
To Conserve And Miser Is The Mode Of The Wiser
My Influence Must Thrive, And Grow To No End
And For This I Will Feast, On All Beasts And All Men
A CURIOUS THING
Amongst The Dead And Dying I Walk,
This Is My Food, But To No Man I Talk
My Fear Of Hunger Is All That I Know
This Must Not Happen, So My Power Must Grow
Under Cover Of Night, New Sources I Find
I Must Lurk And Hide So I Can Feed On The Blind
So Along These Paths I Make My Day...
(Oh! Something Curious Just Down The Way!)
Tiny Whiffs Of Smoke Spewing From The Ground?
What Could Be The Source Of This Thing I've Found?
I Will Proceed Closer, To See What I See
So I May Know This Sight That Has Come Before Me
Upon My Approach, I Carefully Examined
And Saw Something I Could've Barely Imagined
A Tiny Ant Upon A Tiny Hill,
Spewing Forth An Essence, Upon The Air To Fill
THE APPEALING
An Essence As Sweet As A Goddess's Perfume
Overtook My Senses With Every Plume
The More I Smelled, The More I Inhaled
And As If On A Spear, To This I Impaled
This Was More Than A Scent, For It Filled A Need!
And Not Before Long, I Began To Feed
It Added To My Substance, This Wispy Thing
And Caused In My Mind, New Thoughts To Spring!
Overtaken By Greed For This Rare Gift Of Will
Old Fear And Anxiety Began To Instill
For If Others Knew Of This Insect's Might
They Will Slash And Tear In Relentless Fight
I Will Protect And Hide This New Source Found
And Cloak From All, With Sorcerer's Sound
They're Answers To Questions That I Must Grow
From Knowledge Of Things That I Do Know
Energy This Sweet, So Purely Sublime
Is Never Simply Given Without Rhythm Or Rhyme
So I Must Seek The Way, And Find The Reason
To Increase This Yield In Future Season
A PETITION IN THE DARK
Seven Days Absorbing This Curious Food
Has Spawned In Me The Strangest Mood
My Gorging Gave Way To Odd Enrapture
Odd Sights And Sounds, My Mind To Capture
Slowly I Took Notice Of A Tiny Voice
Which Always Demanded, As The Method Of Choice
I Was Knowing Words In An Unknown Language
My Understanding Akin To Normal Usage
This Tiny Voice Came From The Ant!
Much Demanding And Pleading For Wishes To Grant!
I Listened To This Ant Upon Its Mound
And Noticed It Responded To Sorcerer's Sound
The Sound Confirmed Its Method Of Pleading
Which Increased The Yield Of Its Energy's Bleeding
Should This Ant Die, I Began To Wonder
My Quest For "Why", Will Be Pulled Asunder
I Wouldn't Know "How", Or Even "Where"
To Find Such Food So Ready To Bare
I Shall Hide Myself And Engage Its Mind
To Learn Of Others With Might Of Kind
A CHOICE TO SURRENDER
With Sorcerer's Sound I Prodded And Tweaked
To See The Image To Which It Speaks
So Once Fully Revealed, I Will Finally Know
The Method Of Cloaking That I Should Go
Ahh.. Image Thus Seen... What Lack Of Vision
Must Stay My Course, Not Forsake My Mission
And Remember This Beast Has Great Potential
Despite Its Image Of Simple Betrayal
With Sorcerer's Magic I Donned My Cloak
And Encounter This Mind With Mirrors And Smoke
And Respond To Its Begging And Simple Demands
In The Manner Of Its Thinking Of Such Who Commands
I Burst Into Its Vision With Blinding Light
Which Suffered It's Mind A Terrible Fright
So I Lied: "FEAR NOT FOR I AM IT WHO YOU SEEK..."
"I HAVE GRANTED THEE AUDIENCE, KNEEL BEFORE ME AND SPEAK!"
"Oh Great Zhra Of The Zhred.." The Insect Said,
"In Faith I Have Suffered, I've Starved, And I've Bled
I'm Your Humble Servant Skaaa Of The Zhred Sub-Emergence
And I've Summoned You In Faithful Worship And For Assistance!"
"I Have Broken Away, From My Caste And Clan
To Find My Own Meaning, The Best Way I Can
I've Called Out To You, For You're The Creator Of The Zhred
And Ask For New Meaning, New Direction, And Vred"
I Continued: " SKAAA Of ZHRED LONG AGO I CHOSE THEE
FOR THE PATH THAT LEADS TO THIS DAY BEFORE ME...
I WILL GIVE THEE NEW MEANING AND DIRECTION TO FIND
AND OVERFLOW THEE WITH VRED-SUGAR,
WHICH IS WEALTH TO YOUR KIND."
"THOU MEANING IS THAT I HAVE CHOSEN THEE
FOR ALL TO HEAR THEE SPEAK FOR ME."
"THOU DIRECTION IS TO GO FORTH AND PREACH
AND BRING HITHER WHO LISTEN TO GUIDE AND TEACH."
"Oh Great Zhra Of The Zhred, I'm Not Worthy Of This Task!
On Sight They Will Kill, With Questions Later To Ask"
"SURRENDER TO ZHRA YOUR MIND/BODY TO PROTECT
FOR MY POWER TO FLOW FREELY, AND MY FEAR TO PROJECT"
I Placed Near The Hill, Three Sugar Cubes From My Sill
Then Contrived To Show Skaaa, This Miracle Fulfilled
"BEHOLD SKAAA OF ZHRED, I HAVE FULFILLED ALL YOUR WISHING
NOW DEFFER NOT FROM THE TASK TO COMPLETE YOUR MISSION"
SACRED MATHEMATICS
As I Spoke And Listened, To Myself I Remarked
Beings Of Such Potential, Minds Cloudied For Dark
I Will Inspire A Structure, To This Mind To Build
That Will Capture This Essence, And Alert Me When Filled
I Continued: "ALL WHO FOLLOW WILL BE MY COLLECTION,
AND ALL MY COLLECTION MUST FOLLOW YOUR DIRECTION"
"OF THE CALLING OF ZHRA, THOU TEACH THEM THE METHOD
IN A TEMPLE OF ZHRA WHICH ALL WILL HOLD BLESSED
THIS TEMPLE OF ZHRA WILL BE MY HOUSE
WITH CALLING AND FIRE FOR WORSHIP UNDOUSED"
"BEHOLD THE SACRED MATH FROM WHICH TO BUILD THIS PLACE
AND WITHIN ITS WALLS BY SACRED MATH,
MUST ALL MOVE AND KNOW THEIR PLACE
AND AT ALL SUCH GATHERINGS IN THE BEGINNING YOU STAND
AND INVOKE MY PRESENCE BY YOUR COMMAND"
"AND MY COLLECTION MUST GATHER WITH REGULAR TIMING,
TO ENSURE MY LOVING BESTOWMENT OF TIDINGS"
WEALTH AND POWER
"THIS SO THAT ALL WILL COME AND SEE
SKAAA THE POWERFUL ONE, WHO REPRESENTS ME"
"I WILL GRANT THEE THE POWER TO DO MYSTERIOUS THINGS
FOR ALL EARS TO HEAR, AND FOR ALL EYES TO BLING
I WILL GRANT BLESSINGS TO ALL, BY THE STRENGTH OF THEIR CALL
AND TO THINE ENEMIES MY JUDGEMENT, THEIR SENTENCE, AND FALL"
"I WILL BE WITH THEE ALWAYS, SO FEAR NOT A CLASH
A Magician I Am, In a World of Hunger
Constantly Devouring To Make Me Stronger
A World Of Death Around Me I See,
But Starvation And Suffering Will Not Befall Me
By Any And All Means, I Plan and I Plot,
I Need What I Have, And I Will Take What You've Got
There Is No Energy Beyond My Desire To Take,
If You Have It I Want It, And Through You I Must Break
To Slip Is To Fall And To Fall Is To Die
This Done In My Reach From You I will Pry
Your Precious Life-Force, Your Power, Your Glory
Will Add To My Substance And To My Magic More Gory
The Strongest Of Us Have Feared The Longest
For Their Power Is Coveted, And For This There's No Wrongness
I Do This Thusly To Keep My Race Alive
For Only Done Thusly Will The Strongest Survive
To Strive For The Helm Is The Order Of My Realm
To Conserve And Miser Is The Mode Of The Wiser
My Influence Must Thrive, And Grow To No End
And For This I Will Feast, On All Beasts And All Men
A CURIOUS THING
Amongst The Dead And Dying I Walk,
This Is My Food, But To No Man I Talk
My Fear Of Hunger Is All That I Know
This Must Not Happen, So My Power Must Grow
Under Cover Of Night, New Sources I Find
I Must Lurk And Hide So I Can Feed On The Blind
So Along These Paths I Make My Day...
(Oh! Something Curious Just Down The Way!)
Tiny Whiffs Of Smoke Spewing From The Ground?
What Could Be The Source Of This Thing I've Found?
I Will Proceed Closer, To See What I See
So I May Know This Sight That Has Come Before Me
Upon My Approach, I Carefully Examined
And Saw Something I Could've Barely Imagined
A Tiny Ant Upon A Tiny Hill,
Spewing Forth An Essence, Upon The Air To Fill
THE APPEALING
An Essence As Sweet As A Goddess's Perfume
Overtook My Senses With Every Plume
The More I Smelled, The More I Inhaled
And As If On A Spear, To This I Impaled
This Was More Than A Scent, For It Filled A Need!
And Not Before Long, I Began To Feed
It Added To My Substance, This Wispy Thing
And Caused In My Mind, New Thoughts To Spring!
Overtaken By Greed For This Rare Gift Of Will
Old Fear And Anxiety Began To Instill
For If Others Knew Of This Insect's Might
They Will Slash And Tear In Relentless Fight
I Will Protect And Hide This New Source Found
And Cloak From All, With Sorcerer's Sound
They're Answers To Questions That I Must Grow
From Knowledge Of Things That I Do Know
Energy This Sweet, So Purely Sublime
Is Never Simply Given Without Rhythm Or Rhyme
So I Must Seek The Way, And Find The Reason
To Increase This Yield In Future Season
A PETITION IN THE DARK
Seven Days Absorbing This Curious Food
Has Spawned In Me The Strangest Mood
My Gorging Gave Way To Odd Enrapture
Odd Sights And Sounds, My Mind To Capture
Slowly I Took Notice Of A Tiny Voice
Which Always Demanded, As The Method Of Choice
I Was Knowing Words In An Unknown Language
My Understanding Akin To Normal Usage
This Tiny Voice Came From The Ant!
Much Demanding And Pleading For Wishes To Grant!
I Listened To This Ant Upon Its Mound
And Noticed It Responded To Sorcerer's Sound
The Sound Confirmed Its Method Of Pleading
Which Increased The Yield Of Its Energy's Bleeding
Should This Ant Die, I Began To Wonder
My Quest For "Why", Will Be Pulled Asunder
I Wouldn't Know "How", Or Even "Where"
To Find Such Food So Ready To Bare
I Shall Hide Myself And Engage Its Mind
To Learn Of Others With Might Of Kind
A CHOICE TO SURRENDER
With Sorcerer's Sound I Prodded And Tweaked
To See The Image To Which It Speaks
So Once Fully Revealed, I Will Finally Know
The Method Of Cloaking That I Should Go
Ahh.. Image Thus Seen... What Lack Of Vision
Must Stay My Course, Not Forsake My Mission
And Remember This Beast Has Great Potential
Despite Its Image Of Simple Betrayal
With Sorcerer's Magic I Donned My Cloak
And Encounter This Mind With Mirrors And Smoke
And Respond To Its Begging And Simple Demands
In The Manner Of Its Thinking Of Such Who Commands
I Burst Into Its Vision With Blinding Light
Which Suffered It's Mind A Terrible Fright
So I Lied: "FEAR NOT FOR I AM IT WHO YOU SEEK..."
"I HAVE GRANTED THEE AUDIENCE, KNEEL BEFORE ME AND SPEAK!"
"Oh Great Zhra Of The Zhred.." The Insect Said,
"In Faith I Have Suffered, I've Starved, And I've Bled
I'm Your Humble Servant Skaaa Of The Zhred Sub-Emergence
And I've Summoned You In Faithful Worship And For Assistance!"
"I Have Broken Away, From My Caste And Clan
To Find My Own Meaning, The Best Way I Can
I've Called Out To You, For You're The Creator Of The Zhred
And Ask For New Meaning, New Direction, And Vred"
I Continued: " SKAAA Of ZHRED LONG AGO I CHOSE THEE
FOR THE PATH THAT LEADS TO THIS DAY BEFORE ME...
I WILL GIVE THEE NEW MEANING AND DIRECTION TO FIND
AND OVERFLOW THEE WITH VRED-SUGAR,
WHICH IS WEALTH TO YOUR KIND."
"THOU MEANING IS THAT I HAVE CHOSEN THEE
FOR ALL TO HEAR THEE SPEAK FOR ME."
"THOU DIRECTION IS TO GO FORTH AND PREACH
AND BRING HITHER WHO LISTEN TO GUIDE AND TEACH."
"Oh Great Zhra Of The Zhred, I'm Not Worthy Of This Task!
On Sight They Will Kill, With Questions Later To Ask"
"SURRENDER TO ZHRA YOUR MIND/BODY TO PROTECT
FOR MY POWER TO FLOW FREELY, AND MY FEAR TO PROJECT"
I Placed Near The Hill, Three Sugar Cubes From My Sill
Then Contrived To Show Skaaa, This Miracle Fulfilled
"BEHOLD SKAAA OF ZHRED, I HAVE FULFILLED ALL YOUR WISHING
NOW DEFFER NOT FROM THE TASK TO COMPLETE YOUR MISSION"
SACRED MATHEMATICS
As I Spoke And Listened, To Myself I Remarked
Beings Of Such Potential, Minds Cloudied For Dark
I Will Inspire A Structure, To This Mind To Build
That Will Capture This Essence, And Alert Me When Filled
I Continued: "ALL WHO FOLLOW WILL BE MY COLLECTION,
AND ALL MY COLLECTION MUST FOLLOW YOUR DIRECTION"
"OF THE CALLING OF ZHRA, THOU TEACH THEM THE METHOD
IN A TEMPLE OF ZHRA WHICH ALL WILL HOLD BLESSED
THIS TEMPLE OF ZHRA WILL BE MY HOUSE
WITH CALLING AND FIRE FOR WORSHIP UNDOUSED"
"BEHOLD THE SACRED MATH FROM WHICH TO BUILD THIS PLACE
AND WITHIN ITS WALLS BY SACRED MATH,
MUST ALL MOVE AND KNOW THEIR PLACE
AND AT ALL SUCH GATHERINGS IN THE BEGINNING YOU STAND
AND INVOKE MY PRESENCE BY YOUR COMMAND"
"AND MY COLLECTION MUST GATHER WITH REGULAR TIMING,
TO ENSURE MY LOVING BESTOWMENT OF TIDINGS"
WEALTH AND POWER
"THIS SO THAT ALL WILL COME AND SEE
SKAAA THE POWERFUL ONE, WHO REPRESENTS ME"
"I WILL GRANT THEE THE POWER TO DO MYSTERIOUS THINGS
FOR ALL EARS TO HEAR, AND FOR ALL EYES TO BLING
I WILL GRANT BLESSINGS TO ALL, BY THE STRENGTH OF THEIR CALL
AND TO THINE ENEMIES MY JUDGEMENT, THEIR SENTENCE, AND FALL"
"I WILL BE WITH THEE ALWAYS, SO FEAR NOT A CLASH
JUST ASK IN MY NAME, AND THROUGH YOU I WILL LASH!"
OTHERS WITH MIGHT
Skaaa left His Mound, To Go Deep Underground
To Speak To All Zhred Of This Vision Profound
With Sorcerer's Magic, I Followed With Interest
This Trip To Zhred, Seeking New Minds To Infest
Skaaa Spoke To All, But Was Mainly Ignored
The Message Rejected, From A Messenger Deplored
Through Skaaa How Can I Gain, The Trust Of His Swarm?
Then I remembered Their Minds All Cloudied And Shorn
Phenomena Through Magic, These Minds Seem To Rather
So Skaaa Started To Show, And A Big Swarm Had Gathered
With Each Sight And Sound, More Minds Were Swayed
And At The End Of Each Show, More Minds Have Stayed
Skaaa's Connection To Zhra, Undeniable By Then
A Messenger Deplored, Has Transformed To A Friend
These New Minds Now Eager, To Hear And Be Taught
How To Call Upon Zhra,(And Have Their Essences Caught)
A Multitude Now Ready To Leave Zhred's Border
Following Skaaa To The Site, To Found His New Order
DARK ILLUMINATION
My Collection Came Together At The Site Of The Hill
Planning The Temple Of Zhra, This Holy Site To Build
Many Days And Nights, Toiled They Without End
For Finish They Must Soon, So The Great Zhra Can Descend
When The Temple Was Finished, My Collection Poured In
Then Skaaa Taught Them The Call, For All Soon To Begin
With Magic I Observed, Eager To See What Would Happen
Come Alive My Machine Did! But Soon Started To Slacken
I Studied The Problem, But Soon Noticed This
That Not All Who Called Zhra, Could Send Out The Mist
So I Inspired Skaaa's Mind To Issue A Decree:
"ALL WORK IN MY HOUSE MUST PROGRESS THROUGH DEGREES"
While Planning The Degrees For My Collection To Sort
A Curious Thing Happened To One Who Was Caught
One Of The Enthralled, Who Could Send Out The Call
Morphed Into A Being Who Could See Me And All!
After It Changed, It Just Disappeared!
And I Realized At Once Something That I Feared
The Insects That Could Sing, Were Ready To Ascend
To A New Form Of Being, Impossible To Tend
So From The Higher Degrees More Energy Must Bleed
To Keep Them From Morphing, And Guaranteeing My Feed
And The Ones Who Call Less, Can Further The Cause
To Service The Machine, As Their Duty's Call
Some Of My Rivals Have Started To Wonder
Of My Power And Strength They Contrived To Ponder
I Will Let A Few In For All Others To Stall
And Head This High Order, A New Sorcerer's Cabal
Our Mission Is To Deceive And Bleed Lower Kinds
To Keep Them Docile, Obedient, And Blind
To Grow Our Power And Strength To No End
So We Can Be The Rulers In This World Of Men
OTHERS WITH MIGHT
Skaaa left His Mound, To Go Deep Underground
To Speak To All Zhred Of This Vision Profound
With Sorcerer's Magic, I Followed With Interest
This Trip To Zhred, Seeking New Minds To Infest
Skaaa Spoke To All, But Was Mainly Ignored
The Message Rejected, From A Messenger Deplored
Through Skaaa How Can I Gain, The Trust Of His Swarm?
Then I remembered Their Minds All Cloudied And Shorn
Phenomena Through Magic, These Minds Seem To Rather
So Skaaa Started To Show, And A Big Swarm Had Gathered
With Each Sight And Sound, More Minds Were Swayed
And At The End Of Each Show, More Minds Have Stayed
Skaaa's Connection To Zhra, Undeniable By Then
A Messenger Deplored, Has Transformed To A Friend
These New Minds Now Eager, To Hear And Be Taught
How To Call Upon Zhra,(And Have Their Essences Caught)
A Multitude Now Ready To Leave Zhred's Border
Following Skaaa To The Site, To Found His New Order
DARK ILLUMINATION
My Collection Came Together At The Site Of The Hill
Planning The Temple Of Zhra, This Holy Site To Build
Many Days And Nights, Toiled They Without End
For Finish They Must Soon, So The Great Zhra Can Descend
When The Temple Was Finished, My Collection Poured In
Then Skaaa Taught Them The Call, For All Soon To Begin
With Magic I Observed, Eager To See What Would Happen
Come Alive My Machine Did! But Soon Started To Slacken
I Studied The Problem, But Soon Noticed This
That Not All Who Called Zhra, Could Send Out The Mist
So I Inspired Skaaa's Mind To Issue A Decree:
"ALL WORK IN MY HOUSE MUST PROGRESS THROUGH DEGREES"
While Planning The Degrees For My Collection To Sort
A Curious Thing Happened To One Who Was Caught
One Of The Enthralled, Who Could Send Out The Call
Morphed Into A Being Who Could See Me And All!
After It Changed, It Just Disappeared!
And I Realized At Once Something That I Feared
The Insects That Could Sing, Were Ready To Ascend
To A New Form Of Being, Impossible To Tend
So From The Higher Degrees More Energy Must Bleed
To Keep Them From Morphing, And Guaranteeing My Feed
And The Ones Who Call Less, Can Further The Cause
To Service The Machine, As Their Duty's Call
Some Of My Rivals Have Started To Wonder
Of My Power And Strength They Contrived To Ponder
I Will Let A Few In For All Others To Stall
And Head This High Order, A New Sorcerer's Cabal
Our Mission Is To Deceive And Bleed Lower Kinds
To Keep Them Docile, Obedient, And Blind
To Grow Our Power And Strength To No End
So We Can Be The Rulers In This World Of Men
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Inner Yearning
'Inner Yearning' is one of the mysteries of the human condition. It is as ambiguous as it is sorrowful, with a nostalgic essence that rushes outwards and withdraws like the tides on a hidden beach. It is a profound longing for an ideal condition of which we cannot seem to visualize, but paradoxically struggle to remember. This creates a confusing sense of 'loss' for the human being, resulting in painful lessons and questions whose answers must be found.
How incalculable would be the power to the ones who can build an ideology that could reach out and interface seemlessly with this yearning? How invaluable as a tool would this apparatus be, that the 'Keepers Of Secrets' could wield to direct vast multitudes of human souls? How imeasurable would be the potential to control the day to day affairs of humanity from the unified thoughts of billions of people?
I ask you now -
Hasn't THIS already occured?
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