Necessarily concurrent with the will of modern man to deify himself is the perpetual reinvention of self; accordingly without historical revisionism and the subjugation of intuition or conscience, the absurdity of this project would be exposed and man, humbled and mortalized. Godless man will seek first a reconciliation with nature and the Primordial Unity of mankind, but "changes [his] mind" as he is confronted by his innate human selfishness that demands the throne of the god he has slain. He descends into the new "best place for [him]", the depths of the Void, the underworld, for it is here where man most easily deceives himself, both in the negation of reality and the creation of the illusory: "it's easier that way". But, paradoxically, it is here, too, amidst man's greatest isolation, apprehending the mountain he must climb, that his conscience squirms free of its bondage and frantically protests the ascent, limbs and tongue flailing wildly, and thus renders him unable to embrace his vision with the confidence and resolution his cause requires:
"So Wrong/Can't Embrace/Erase/Escape It". Try as he might to deny, suppress, or exterminate his conscience by means of public renunciation or private counsel, man cannot win an internal civil war, much less engage in one and pursue another campaign simultaneously, unless he is prepared to permanently abandon his pursuit of happiness, annihilate any traces of it, and commit himself to evil.
Necessarily concurrent with the will of modern man to deify himself is the perpetual reinvention of self; accordingly without historical revisionism and the subjugation of intuition or conscience, the absurdity of this project would be exposed and man, humbled and mortalized. Godless man will seek first a reconciliation with nature and the Primordial Unity of mankind, but "changes [his] mind" as he is confronted by his innate human selfishness that demands the throne of the god he has slain. He descends into the new "best place for [him]", the depths of the Void, the underworld, for it is here where man most easily deceives himself, both in the negation of reality and the creation of the illusory: "it's easier that way". But, paradoxically, it is here, too, amidst man's greatest isolation, apprehending the mountain he must climb, that his conscience squirms free of its bondage and frantically protests the ascent, limbs and tongue flailing wildly, and thus renders him unable to embrace his vision with the confidence and resolution his cause requires: "So Wrong/Can't Embrace/Erase/Escape It". Try as he might to deny, suppress, or exterminate his conscience by means of public renunciation or private counsel, man cannot win an internal civil war, much less engage in one and pursue another campaign simultaneously, unless he is prepared to permanently abandon his pursuit of happiness, annihilate any traces of it, and commit himself to evil.