truth has no evil

truth has no evil but the heart, and love is the epitome of the heartless, everyday a life affirming moment every second a blindfolded walk through the trenches of the damned and soon to be, for the virus of life is hope and the pinnacle of hope is love. I don't deny its ability to sooth and refresh the exhausted soldiers of the winless wars, but the truth is always a thousand yards ahead and directly in the line of fire, take your eyes away at the peril of not just this life but every life to be, eternity is not made of fairy dust and unicorns, nor is the connection of things and souls the final answer to the eternal loneliness, for what is form and its content or the context of the idea of flesh as the crucible of desire. what is the impatient reasoning that says now I have earned my release and love is my reward before the battle is fought and before the ship has even landed on the foreign soil of unknowable wasteland. the light shines like a steel pole and the sounds of lamentations mix with the prayers and pleas of the souls still buried, disembodied if that makes any sense for you in the body thinking this is your right and it will come again and again even as the creator waits an untold eternity for your lapses to come to their lazy completion. I remember thinking that this was my life to just BBQ and  enjoy the fruits of my earthly labors, sixty years spent in harness and what more could be expected, but that was the summer bake sale to this godless mechanized disaster of truths finalities and surprises. for who are you becomes a battle without survivors and an endless replay of the machine man programming arguing with the awakened moment of becoming nothing without hope or reason. the space and time of life is before and after the in-between and the escaping air sounds like a waterfall that calls you to jump deeper and deeper into its endless pressure until the balloon pops and that is what seems to remain, the sound, a ghost of an echo of what reverberated from the vanishing walls and cliffs and valleys underneath peaks of endless vistas of the night expanding into absolute infinity, one that has no end and is coming to end all that does. each sings the same song and lives the same life for ever.