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I, Rebel
7 September 1943
Ho—rebel—you There in the darkness What have you seen? What weird Infernal gorgon nychtolopic holds Your trance-like gaze in awestruck wonder set? What liche—or vicious larvae lethal have you found That snares your thoughts in mesh-like plexus bound?
O fool—thou There upon the precipice you stand Slobbering and gibbering at the moon—know this truth There is a universe—and there is a not universe A seen—and an unseen A Thing—and a no Thing A Being—and that which is a beyond Being A Chaos—and a Cosmos A That-Which-Is—and a That-Which-Is-Not You are I am not.
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