I am not crazy… I am not crazy… I…
The following is an excerpt from an ongoing project, my magnum opus tentatively titled, The Canon of John. This passage comes from book II, entitled Vitam Mysteram, which is latin for “the mystery of life”.
I hope you find Truth and Wisdom in these words, to guide you on the path to your own enlightenment.
Am I no longer human, that I have seen and now know what it is to be alive and what it is to be dead?
Perhaps immortality is something to be attained, not through spirituality or transubstantiation, or from acts of righteousness, or from bowing in servitude and grokking at the nature of imagined gods and goddesses, but instead from the very knowledge and comprehension of the thing which in and of itself does permeate and echo through the halls of eternity: mortality.
We build up prisons in our worlds
that rely on walls of stone,
but in our minds the walls are ours
to build and break alone.
When words become estranged,
their meanings start to change…
Replaced and reinstated,
their letters rearrange…
Truth turns into Terror,
Different – Dangerous;
Fact is no more Fair,
Distinct becomes Disgust;
Solace turns to Silence,
Free reborn as Fear;
When Truth is taken,
For Ignorance is near.
Come and share in this, my tale:
my joy, my sorrow,
my heaven, my hell.
Come and see as I have seen
and be where I have been.
Go not forth from where you sit,
or stand, or kneel, or bow, until
you hear or read, speak or bleed
this single, simple, solemn vow:
I have known nothing until now.
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Chelsea Sutton, Writer & Playwright
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