Cast away all tinsels but love.

Why label yourself a dilettante?

True art is Asphodelian wine,

Which seraphs drink in the divine.


O pure rhapsody! Unending ecstasy…

O fervent longing beyond understanding…

Leave all traces of the ego behind.

Come, come to the tavern of ambrosial joy…


We are one shimmering ocean reflecting

The Elysian verities of love.

We are the chosen, the very elect;

God’s vicegerents, who stand above

The cesspool of blameworthy attributes…


The birth of the new man is imminent.

His awakening to blossom like spring;

His yearnings for divine beauty would sing

A magadize of hope so pure and fervent!








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