Joshua Roberts

i run so fast i trip
and thru the timespace slip
dropping executables
and forging novel crucibles
the cpu design
from the vortex eye
pluck the nodal spline
(i did not even try)

the daimonon of socrates
was but the inside wall of these
images reflected from
the well of souls’ inner kingdom
trappings of the ancient ones
titans threw this stone aloft
i speak to those who threw all suns
and in my stead unmake the craft
i beckon ad infinitum

i watched you tear down everything
that i believed in from first days
and now i will your death knell sing
prodigal son, who thus betrays
the very ritual of birth
reclaiming what he felt was worth
the meaning of his life and earth -
no longer listening, he Says

the price of liberty is high
eternal vigilance is hairy
while alive one must yet die
several times, its customary -

leave something for the help you know?
give others what you could not grow
become the earth – like water, flow.

unlimited free energy
is more a plague and chain to thee
i will withhold the lock and key

until i deem you worthy.

-joshua.roberts.052511.0313CST