Assaulted by abridged hermeunitics

[Nietzche]

Assaulted by abridged hermeunitics
And idly standing by as foundations of
Epiphenomenal decadence sprout amongst me
I served my own heart on a platter
And am exiled from the fortress on a hill.
Bliss! Consume this soiled sepulchre!
Through toil renew and
Masquerade benevolently through
Harmonious hills!
Dread not the wind
Blow proud and free
Carry me on gossamer wings
Lead me along canonical trails
Of effusive delight!

 

[E-girl]

bliss.... my favorite word of all time.

 

[spinkle]

My definition of Bliss.