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- Satan Speaks
(Original Poem by C.S. Lewis)
I am Nature, the Mighty Mother,
I am the law: ye have none other.
I am the flower and the dewdrop fresh,
I am the lust in your itching flesh.
- Unyielding Anguish
“Meaninglessness does not come from a weariness of pain but meaninglessness comes from a weariness of pleasure.”
[- G.K. Chesterton]
...slain by my own sword.
The temple to myself abandoned,
the religion of my life now a heresy: “lo Pan!”
I chased the wind,
but I only caught my hoof.