《Unknown Modes of Being》


 Unknown Modes of Being

    Unknown Modes Of Being


    by Sam M. Phillips


    A formidable demon,


    Only hinted at before,


    Reaching out to from somewhere,


    Somewhere deep in my nature,


    It is the Devil¡¯s own force


    Of this I am vividly aware,


    And it is telling me:


    The secret of life


    Consists in sharing


    The madness of God.


    I rouse a particular exultation in myself,


    A swirling, cosmic eroticism,


    Whenever I confront the inanimate,


    For, here too, lies life, and love, and God,


    Not just in flesh and bones,


    But in dirt, stones, the wind and sky.


    I achieve direct contact,


    Pass beyond my own personality


    And enter into all things,


    Carried along and powered


    By the psychic ether.


    Unknown modes of being,


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    A call to darkness,


    To void and oblivion,


    In the abyss are no familiar shapes,


    Only a bleak desolation,


    A sparkling blackness,


    Here, resides my soul,


    Now found,


    But indefinable.


    Huge and mighty forms


    Move slowly through my mind,


    Trouble my dreams,


    They collect my doubts in bundles


    And wait for me to wake.


    I look and wait,


    Wonder late into the evening,


    An instant sense of disbelief,


    Not taken seriously


    Until the evidence gathers,


    Coincidences beyond all denial.


    Catch a train,


    Watch through stained windows,


    Regard the provinces of the Devil,


    His absurd landscapes


    Play on my mind


    Like demented fairytales,


    They tell a story,


    It is woe.


    Atmosphere of insanity,


    A diabolic pact,


    God¡¯s partition,


    Closing the world off


    From the next with a word,


    I am afraid,


    An enormous influence


    Looms over me,


    Outweighing all imagined faults.


    A poor spirited creature,


    An exchange,


    Accept the persecution,


    The universal scapegoat,


    He is just misunderstood.


    Thousands of years pass,


    A giant eyelid blinks,


    Confession of sin


    Not required,


    Roles reversed with a rival,


    Shall we play again?