Xepera, xeper, Xeperu

"I have Come Into Being, and by the Process of my Coming In to Being, the Process of Coming Into Being Is Established."


Beauty has become my act of faith stepping out with words having no idea where I'm going, coming back just to myself.  
I am the real.  
I have become the truth, the good, the one that is the form of the forms.  
Soon I'll take it all back.
Plainly speaking,
using the words as a plane,
a level plain,
the spirit doesn't appear.  
Enthusiasm is false.  
The vision was nothing.  
The awakening was the dilation of the eyes.  
The contortions were lewd.  
Their reality was somewhere else.  

It was off inside this plainness I now see.

The tension that is the extension surpasses it all.

In my writing I do not try to cut a figure or strike a bold stroke.  
I do not seek the brilliance of definition.  
This is religious inwardness.  
Its expression.  
Its passion is mere mention of the word.

Tea With Choronzon