The way of wizardry, the way of poetry |
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<< Back | By Jareh Alagondar |
I walk the lonely steppe of knowledge, seeking the gems of power. The words of sorcery are written in the deepest pages of my destiny; though not only of sorcery but also of poetry. You know, my dear friends, that energy is meaningless without a beautiful word or sentence which contains it. You need the perfect word to cast the perfect spell… even may you need the perfect poem. Clearly, my quest is to conceive those words and sentences and become a great poet, and the mightiest wizard. Letter by letter shall I write, with glittering ink, the book of universe. Day by day shall I discern the extravagant mysteries of nature. Night by night shall I dream of the day I rule the world of magic and poetry. ______________________________________________ Here you have a poem written in a strange language that you may not all speak. This poem contains the words to invoke the secret music of despair. Be careful with the accent, it has to be pronounced properly or it might turn against you and carry you to the darkest depths of solitude, where insanity is the guest of perception.
Niña pagana de tierras áridas, ¿no tienes mapa que te oriente en la salvaje encrucijada, donde los demonios escupen tu vientre? ¿Quién te robó la palabra, la humanidad, la muerte? ¿Quién azotó tu espalda, niña? ¿Quién devoró tu suerte? |