THE LOTUSES OF EVIL - AZsacra ZARATHUSTRA (electronic reader TXT) 📗

–
there is no world
any longer

what
else I
can?

beneath is
the heaviness
of trap

above is
lightness
of the web


AZ: NOTHING AND FURTHER!

the Abyss
falls in
Itself

Dance of
the Dragons on
the skin

to control
the Divine
Feet –

Stamp!
Stamp!
Stamp!

only One
Deadly
Dance

Breaking beyond the cruelty
For the Sake of Other
Aggression

legs of the bumble-bee
touched
the pollen

Charon!
Buried!
burials!

to keep
the Light
by Extirpation!

to keep
the Dark
by Extirpation!

Breaking
through Nothing
and Further

knocking of the wolf-cubs
against dead
mother

she is
your mother
too –

she is
my Death
too!

to pity is-
how to kill
all!

the moth
becomes
the blade

to control
the Divine
Fingers –

Shred!
Shred!
Shred!

it is the Way
through passage of
Condemned –

the Way is only
in the eyes
of Beasts

to the Temple
of Chrysalises of
Butterflies


NIRVANANEVERMORE

beasts
had stolen from us
beautiful bodies

we won't die
like
petals

there is
ahead
no flower!

snowflakes
die instead of
butterflies

the purity of
the worm-eaten
apple

just opened
the rose – right away
the attack of bees!

the tracery of the moth
destroys the pattern of
the matrix

to Kill –
more important than
to save!

and then
ants
gushed out

to grip
the tremble
by the Thrill

just having missed
the snake bites
the Void

Air
kills
Water!

the wolf is
dead but
concealed himself

the spider blooms
with petals of
legs

quivers
the finest
hair

the leap of grasshopper
into the calyx of
the flower

the drop didn't
throw off
sprays

the cat didn't
leave
baby rats

Nothing didn't
destroy
Abyss

the Tempest didn't
change
Nothing

the last
speck of dust
fell down


THE TRUTH OF FIRE

an hour before
hung still in air
the dragonfly

someone
hailed
the child

outside the drops
gave s start
leaves

now
honey
bees

will come across
the dead
mouse

tornado
fucked
the tempest!

no more
there will be
lies

you are –
lacerated
womb!

you are –
croaked
female!

leap of
"heavy
grasshopper"

to hide yourself
in another's
flash?

to hide
you in Avoided
God?

the tremble
picks out
by itself

you
never
were

Nothing is –
the only
house!

Nobody is –
the only
guest!

to die
together with
the trees

to die
together with
the grass

just a little
bit of
fire

and
there Is
Nothing

Only!
the Truth of!
Fire!


MARRIAGE OF HEAVEN AND PAIN

there
is no
flower

brain of Buddha
longs for Syphilis of
Nietzsche

bees give
their pollen back to
Dirt

to cognize
Blackness of
Dao

to cognize
the Executioner
De

personally
lynch
Lao-Tzu!

for too
long lied
Purity

Mark Chapman
shoots "the cover of
the record" -

in growing dull of
replete
nerve!

new attack of
females of Charles
Manson

The Mystery of
Coming of Ismail
Ax

Jesus of
the Initial
Worm –

Buddha of
the Last
Drop!

What
Terrifies
the Terror -

Makes
frightened
the fear!

today
you will
die

breaking through
with thorns of
bumble-bees

Pure!
Impulse!
To Kill!

Non-existence of
Unbearable
Light

Mystery of
making it More
Enigmatic

the lizard of
nothing but
the tails


THE WAY OF PURITY OF THE WOLF

four inches of
the ancestral
way

turning of
the Fire into
the Flame

the head of worm
re-creates the whole
body

untwining of
the dried up
stem

the hit of
the drop into
the drop

praying mantis
balances on
the stem

to shoot at
yourself without
warning

with swarm of wasps
has bloomed
the rose

futility of
mind of
rats

Nothing –
but is Much
Stronger

all!
in petals is!
the Abyss!

breakthrough of the dragons
through the holes of
the worms

the moth
writhes in
the fire

flicker of
the trembling
eyelashes

now throw
the scorpion in
the cradle –

the child
will sting
first!

the fields had
crossed over their
bounds

the leap of
the wolf without
body

the aroma of
the torn out
heart

the grip of the Sky
down the spiral of
the snake

the shot
in the first one
in sight


APOCALYPSE OF PURPLE BEES

Dao is –
a privy
place

"Buddha
is
a toilet-paper"

resurrected
Christ fucks
off

off
off
off

fuck yourself
in Your Own
Purity –

you didn't sight
fallen
swallow!

in the center of
universal
happiness

revenge for
the killed
wolf

revenge for
squashed
ants

to find!
The Point! of Explosion!
Only!

to shake up
in the Emptiness
the dragons

to play Death
with human
figurines

eyelashes
pulls apart
the tear

sudden pain of
blazed up
grass

Brahma
chooses
Collapse

Nirvana
begs for
Death

Paradise
demands its
Downfall

Christ
doesn't want to play
Resurrection

Buddha
cuts his
throat

Dao lasts
outside its own
salvation

Fall! Of All!
Light!
Figures!


NEVERMORE OF DEAD RAVEN

isn't
the Shine
too shiny?

Black
Mass in temple of
ant-hill


the moth is
more black than
snow

inhalation of!
the very!
explosion!

to writhe inside
the shut
cocoon

to give the Sun
your own blood
to drink

raven dies
in deep
snow

death
riddles
the Decease

to whirl
and whirl
by bites

to lead
the tribe of
bullets

to rise after
the control
shot

the grass
breathes
further

bliss of
leaps of
wolves

the tiny beam
in the finest
drop

hatred
for everything that
is "a man"

tell
that it is
not so?

yes -
it
is!

it's time
to become
Nothing

"Nevermore" of
the dead
raven

the Great
Scream of
the rat

just
a spit of
blood


CULT OF THE SUN

sun is –
the last
Fuhrer

beasts are –
only the members of
the Party

only the flight and
freedom of
birds!

let
all angels
die

there is
no tinge of
"good"

there is
no tinge of
"evil"

there is
no tinge of
"human"

nothing but!
the battle of!
butterflies!

return back What
Is above
God

Dao is
happy for
nobody

shit of
the bees is above
Buddha

wounds of
the lamb are above
Christ

it's time to!
revive as!
a worm!

it is the worm that is
the revived
flower

black butterfly is
for the sake of
white butterfly

white butterfly is
for the sake of
black butterfly

let!
all! die!
angels!

here It is
The Last
Mystery:

the sound of wings
of Fluttered Up
Butterflies

must
Kill
the god

must
Kill
the world


AVENGE ME

to implant
electrodes
in brain –

the rat presses
the "button of
ecstasy"

the Orgy
without wish to
survive

the rite of
Unappeasable
Frenzy

to spread
Death on –
testers!

to let out of
the cages rabid
dogs –

to tear!
to tear!
to tear!

invisibility of
inner
mourning

disjointing of the tear
at endlessness
of little tears

to fall into
the sobbing of
the finest

to seek in fire
for straw
dogs

to protect
the senseless and
the finite

fluffiness of
chopped off
legs

this trembling in
the Midst of
the Sun

the shaking of
snouts of
little rats

the crack of
breaking
shell

continuous
transpiercing of
snowflakes

to interflow with
falling
drops

to wish
not to survive
too strongly

to wish!
not to survive!
too strongly!

to pull
the gun
trigger

......
avenge
me

Imprint

Text: Photos by TheaterOfCrueltyNOH AZsacra
Publication Date: 10-25-2008

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Dedication:
I dedicate this bitter and difficult book to Great Holy India, spiritiualness of which will yet force the East and the West to unite in Misterious Shining