Defacing the Devil | Skot Wers
The blossom of Heart
Bloomed in the night
Giving birth
To Light as foundation
Her world faded
With the rise of Wisdom
The Word established
Within Creation
She accepted caring
As hers to share
Her healing Touch
Filled all space
She turned
To all that she Loves
And healed
With all of Grace
Her need for Love
Became her drive
Her Spirit rose high
As her will to thrive
What once seemed a cliff
To jump off and die
Turned into the perch
From which she now flies
Ridding the Dream of Me
Of a devil that longs
To not belong
To make a new world
Of our own design
Makes another
That’s exactly the same
In different clothing
Ebb and tiding between
Feeling like you’re a Body
And knowing that you’re
Absolutely not one
In the stillness of night
With the slightest of breeze
Naked to the core
Stars fell for our enjoyment
Oh, the kisses
The sweetness
The gentleness
Of making Love under the stars
Having long since been wanted
Had finally borne fruit
Coming up
On the faerie circle
So Lovingly crafted by you
Your fingers massaged my crown
The most beautiful feeling
Of Love being shared
Of you being around
Ever more close
Let go into One
You don’t want its taste
You don’t want its odor
You don’t want its vision
You don’t want its touch
You don’t want its lies
But you still trust some of them
The Savior rises
Not to save the world
But to remind what it is
And to help burn it down
Feeling frustrated and upset
Because there’s no help
In the world
How deceived I used to be
Selling others what they wanted
So they wouldn’t hurt me
Taking from others
To try to bring comfort
Only to need
To protect oneself still
Inspiration’s not enough
To convey the Message
It’s meant to be evaluated
Purified and shared
When the symbols stop working
They’ll be seen as out of place
In time
It’s calm
Somewhat shut down
But introspective and honest
There’s choice floating around
It’s the choice of a relationship
With the past and all of its pain
Or
Love in the current moment
Forgiven and fully healed
You’ve felt, heard, and seen
What happens when sharing
And immersed in Love
The old just disappears
Replaced with something new
Full of Light, Magick, Beauty
Peace, Hope, and Fun
Being used by the Body in use
One more fight
With Sword in hand
Become the warrior
The Spirit of Life
And lead your Heart
To a new foundation
Instantly romance rose
And blossomed
And bloomed
Doing everything
To help you to See
That Love doesn’t carry
Forward the past
As an external reflection
Of an internal decision
Spirit penetrates Heart
Deeply and completely
Stating clearly
And with absolute conviction,
“Love, I’m done with addiction!”
You can feel the Waves
The Waters of Life
Know it as Spirit
Complete, Whole, and Free
Love has come for you
Right where you stand
So stand there
And become the Love
You were born to become
Then when you come
It will be
Just for your Enjoyment
If Heart will come fully
She’ll be fully satisfied
Full of magick and happy
But she needs to come
On her own Free Will
She needs to make the step
When Love appears
In the Darkness
Be assured it’s there
Because you called it in
That it’s there for you
Attention
To the gatekeepers of Gnosis!
I stand before you
At the Gateway to the Garden
With Sword aimed directly at you
To look you in the eyes
Point directly at your hearts
And give a resounding
FUCK YOU!
You don’t remember
The violence
Suffering
Fighting
Torture
Trudging the Endless Night
The sorrow
Hatred
Betrayal
Burial
Distrust
And all of the lies
The confusion
Avoidance
Chase
Give and take
The sacrificing of Life
The glomming
Sneaking
Pushing
Falling
The wearing of disguise
The rapes
Coercion
Exploitation
Angst
Hopelessly darkening skies
The apathy
Jealousy
Bullying
Neglect
Judging who’s worthy to die
Suicide
The dismissal
Disregard
Cruelty
Violation
Having nowhere to hide
The ugly dark games
Of shame and blame
That pleasure and pain
Are one and the same
Feeling the victim
The desperation of pleasing
Slaving over lust
The relentless self-deception
The manipulation
The capitulation
The lack of trust to be free
The fear that expression
Ends in retribution
The dreadful slog
Of abuse and addiction
The used using the used
The abused abusing the abused
Playing the part of the fool
The evil eye stares
Doubting that God’s even there
The clinging
To the long dead past
The endlessly yearning
To be somewhere else
The forever dragging fatigue
The belief that help
Never brings relief
Nervously jumping at the
Smallest of creaks
The searching for reason
To shield from the truth
The resignation to die
For Peace to arise
You don’t remember
The horror of believing
That Love leads to pain
The terrified turning away
That drives all of Fate
I stand here
At the Gateway to the Garden
With Sword aimed directly at you
Gatekeepers of Gnosis
To look you in the eyes
Point directly at your hearts
And give a resounding
FUCK YOU!
You have forgotten
The Mercy, Grace
And Gratitude
That is Compassion
You have forgotten
What Love even is
The purpose
Of the Gift of Forgiveness
You have forgotten
What it means
To share in Christ
You have turned the Fire
Back into ice
There’s nothing left here
But dispirited spew
God wants His Heart back
And this Sword’s aimed
Directly at you
When the Father of Everything
Appears in the Dream of Me
He has grown old and tired
Feels broken down
Wants to be retired
From a church
That has succumbed
To the addiction that is religion
Long since has he forgotten
What it means
To charge into hell
With Cherubim, swordsmen
And a small army of faeries
Armed to the teeth
With the skill
And will to break them
To hunt down a demon
Because it looked at him sideways
Destroying and killing
Everything in his way
To continue on
To find its devil master
And passionately dismember it
To liberate its wife
Because he wants her as his Lover
Before he beheaded her
The Child stood
With the Mother of Everything
In stormy weather
In front of the Cross
That defines the Path
He pointed to the one
Hanging there and proclaimed,
“That’s what this is all about!”
The one that he pointed to
Was the Father of Everything
Hanging
In all his pious arrogance
Pretending that he
Is the Gatekeeper of Gnosis
While Crucifying himself
There is a condition
The Touch
Wisdom and Insight
Necessary for Liberation
Are of the Gift
The whole Gift
Is to be freely given
Not bits and pieces
To prove devotion
No half poems
No partial songs
No mysteries
No secrets
No missions
No initiations
No sacrifice
No steps
No fictitious tombs
Of literary idols
When the Mother of Everything
Appeared in the Dream of Me
The Child went
To the Father of Everything
Wanting them to be united
When he told the Father
The Mother had appeared
He responded, “Uh-oh”
And gave a clue
But not for why
The Child searched
Until he found a hint
On where to find the Sword
That he was already wielding?
He showed the Sword
To the Mother
Who promptly told him to lose it
—that it was blocking
his freedom—
While selling
The ridiculous notion
That one can make a new world
That’ll somehow be different
Than the countless versions
Of the exact same world
That they made before
Instead of uniting her
With the Father
He realized she was using him
And was doing everything
She could to bring him down
He beheaded her as he recognized
That she’s the Heart of Darkness
He returned to the Father
To share what had happened
The Father was all too eager
To show his approval
Until the Child continued on:
“I went on all of the missions
Of the Body afterwards,”
The Child said
In the confidence that he knew
What that even was
The Father seemed almost doubtful
Like the Child couldn’t have had
The Spirit to keep going
On his own
The Child recognizing the Gift
Needs to be openly shared
Said to the Father,
“Next time don’t give me a clue
Share with me what I need”
The Father acknowledged this
But then proceeded
To psychically and selfishly
Plant what he wanted
From the Child:
That was to go after
The establishment of the church
Under which he suffered
It didn’t take long
For the Child to realize
That the Father was trying
To use him as well
Armed with the Knowledge
That the Sword is to cut
Hearts and heads free
The Child behearted the Father
To end his own misery
Longing for
What you already have
Suffering through
What you don’t even want
Brokenheartedness
Let go of the struggle
You were deceived
The world will fail you
Its teachers will fail you
So why trudge an infinite path
When you already know
What happens?
There comes the time
When you realize
The infinite path
That there’s always
Another step to take
Always another riddle to solve
Always more past to dissolve
And you see
The Place of Judgment clearly
Long has the Son of Man
Gone out to the periphery
And what was supposed to become
The Body of Christ turned out
To be a replacement archetype
The replacement heart
Too afraid to rise
Just like the one before her
The Surrogate Soul
Unwilling to fight
Unlike the Spirit before him
And the angels have failed you
One more time
As they had done
Many times before
And you have the Spirit
Of a warrior
And you have the Heart
Of a Lover
But there’s nobody left to share
Nobody who wants the Gift
You’ve gone beyond
The Place of Judgment
To somewhere
Where there’s nothing
But still not
The comfort of Heaven
And you wonder why God
Won’t make the last step
You have provided
The space, reason, and trust
That I needed to heal
I deeply and gratefully
Appreciate sharing
In Love with you
My favorite days
Have been shared with you
I will forever remain
Grateful for our time
Thank you
The mind radio started
In telling places
Then things moved into
Deeply passionate flows
Meant to encourage, lift
Guide and disrupt
Reminders of this
Pointers towards that
Trying to help you to See
But everything’s been said
In hundreds of ways
On countless of days
It’s always just
More of the same
There’s only one thing to say:
This is the Love
You’ve always longed for
Accept it or not
And move on with
The choice you make
Do it right now
Don’t wait
If you want to be Free
Be honest with yourself
Stop burying pain
Stop fighting with ghosts
Stop taking blows
Stop taking things personally
And stop aiming to please
And we touched
And we kissed
And we danced in our own way
And made Love under the stars
And shared in the Waters of Life
And I have you as my own
When that’s what you choose
And I give my Self to you
In all that we do
I Love you dearly
I’ll forever know you
As my first Love
My dear friend
And my Heart
I stand firm
In gratitude to you
The symbolism is maddening
Full of others that you hurt
Full of others that hurt you
Before you became someone new
Someone nobody ever wanted
As they prefer a dead world
One that was never real
Lies within lies
Symbols meant to disguise
They are not there
Known for long it’s not wanted
Known for long it’s not needed
But is still around
As it’s the only ground
Ever walked upon
Something no one ever wanted
As it’s a dead world
One that was never real
Lies within lies
Symbols meant to disguise
They were never there
Seems so wrong
Truth is hard to see
The one calling out,
“Come Here to Me!”
Something nobody ever wanted
Because it’s easy and free
A world that was never real
Lies within lies
Symbols meant to disguise
Truth stands as a Lover
With no Body to Love
Your prayers won’t do anything
To rid yourself of the devil
As it’s there
Because you’re holding off Love
The sudden rise of grunts
Growls, tension, raging anxiety
And outbursts of hate
Is Heart’s fear
Of being attacked
As she has been
Since the beginning of time
Is Heart’s fear
Of the loss and pain
That she’s always known
As her own
Rose to the sound of silence
Not the Blessed Silence
Of Peace
But the emptiness
Of the feeling
Of having lost all of Heaven
And those that sing
Its songs of comfort
And speak the Poetry of Love
Sat and prayed almost
Desperately,
“Where are you?
Why can’t I have the poems?
I’m asking you to share with me
Just as you had before
I need to know
If I did something wrong”
“It’s a gift of sharing,”
Was the reply
“You need somebody to share”
Visions of my continuous
Attempts to share with others
Filled the ether
I often try to share the Gift
“It’s a gift of sharing
You need somebody to share”
Was repeated over and over again
“Addiction,” joined into the mix
“It’s a gift of sharing
You need somebody to share
Addiction”
Over and over and over again
“Love or avoidance,”
Was reminded
“Sharing or pushing off”
The pushing off
That’s the avoidance of Truth
Reincarnation
And the fearfully
Wishful thinking
That it’s its own thing
And inescapable
Karma/Fate
Reincarnation
Karma/Fate
Addiction
“It’s a gift of sharing,”
Was said
“You need somebody to share”
Final forgiveness has come
All has gone to neutral
There’s no giant event
Of resolution
It just can’t be done
Being the Savior of a world
That doesn’t care
Working so hard
With fleeting return
There’s so little of anything
Left to share
So moving on free
And relieved of the burden
Going beyond
The Place of Judgment
The expectation falls
That others are going
To come with you
Others that don’t want Love
Others that don’t want Truth
Others that don’t want Freedom
Others that are unwilling
To make a single step
And you go without them
Because you want Peace