*image by Ben Harubin

Life alive.
And the curtain rises on the downfall of the foolish.

And what is This Thing within the music of the spheres?
Do we not go from the intricate practice of the symphonies
to the continuing improvisation of the improbable.

The war against conformity continues,
but the enemy ofttimes remains unknown.

Man loves to dream of gods, secret societies and cosmic fates,
since only the Few can bear the glare of direct reality.

Those-who-know do not lead groups of mere seekers, for the path and destination is here.
They do not herd bands of religious idiots, for their dream of salvation is the reality of
their destruction. And they do not instruct routine fools in intellectual speculation,
for the Secret is known.

There is nothing wrong with ordinary life...
assuming of course
that you're ordinary.