Cordelia vs the New World"Cordelia Versus the New World Order"Cordelia vs the New World by Blimsanity
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Turning and turning in the widening gyre, you
can't feel the pull of the world. The people are
revolting with an ironic passion, leaving my
eyes widened in fear. For no one
wants to sing, to feel. Nothing is beautiful,
nothing is safe, because nothing is truth.
The eye of the beholder is the pick-up line for a truth
that's as hollow as the Brand New Hope. "You
must leave yourself, for you are nothing but relation, a beautiful
condition dependant on everything but yourself." Are
the days of screaming on the heath, of one
last grasp for redemption, lost in a disinterested "my, oh my?"
Is this truly the Enlightened Age? Is my
salvation to be found in the metaphor of a truth
unkowable and undefineable, where one
is but a billboard for a comfortable void? Where "you"
are nothing but a singular subjective, and love and faith and hope are
kept between dust covers. How can there be be