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Date Posted: 14:46:22 01/31/03 Fri
Author: h k -A-g /|_ A \/ h....aka tH l e h | e | J
Author Host/IP: NoHost / 168.10.11.172
Subject: REPOST OF A CLASSIC......"The Last Words Of A Martyr: Polycarp's Speaking"....Warning: h k -A-linguistics, Intensive Rhetoric, Phantasmagorical Imagery, Church History, And Originality May Cause Mind-Stops...BE ADVISED BEFORE ENTERING...

In The Year 3665 (155 A.D.)

Could this meta-rhetorical mastery actually be the figurative anatomy of blasphemy?
When THIS pattern of speech IS the breach of MY reality's faculty of fallacy...
Having it sad to see Sadducees rallying over tragedies,
When those same menageries CREATED calamities, making Christianity's stamina cease...
After Vanity and her "brother" Insanity's belief of grief did beseech the people of distant galaxies....
Composed, not cloned from different alchemies...leaving many entities of my enemies instantly mad at me...
"Inanity?...Please, your belabored-anger can't even reach my "DISS" TENSE/DISTANCE!"
So calculate this angst from inches, to feet, to meters....then towards kilometers....
I'll stretch the heat of fever 'til the 40-ft. thermometer breaks....
Equating 104 Degrees of eath, from here, all the way pass the Andromeda Strain....
--h k /|_ A \/....

Narrator:
"The Martyrdom of Polycarp......."

***Immediately..History Kicks In***

The doors were knocked-in...my Antioch-doctrines seemed to mock trends and make old men tremble
My spoken hymnals that opened mentals are having the words of Antichrist closed-in temples..
This man's mouth is a heresy in Rome...and the Emperor wants to can it!!!!.....
"Revenant members of my lost past kept all Ten of the Commandments...and for that, they were vanished....
Whilst the Mayor of Potemkin-Village pillaged through the verbs of My Law...leaving the nouns famished...!"
Blamed for famine, I'm banished as hand-grips from the towns' rebels toss me out as they proudly denounced "DEVIL!"
Perhaps a beveled rebel's mentality dwells on collapsed levels...
'Cause every thought about me makes them wanna have another mental relapse settle...
In my face, religious mishaps connect impromptu fist-smacks...
Sometimes, giving me the good reason to verbally kick back "BITCH-ASS!!"..
But, switched wrath hits fast when you just "kick back"...they are yet to understand this "myth", which is fact
On the other hand, ol' "Zero Nero" thinks he's playing the role of "hero"...
From my point of view, the "ego-mogul" is making martyrdom seem local..
Making me consider whispers of my dead brethren as nothing but mere "dream vocals"...
I'm classified as a heretic by not pledging allegiance towards the goddess Diana...
Mocking trends of God's Document, pointing at me like I'm just a piece of some sort of oddest, slight matter....
"Look at Polycarp, claiming that God's his Lantern, can Yashua's Light save you and your modest, high-manner?"
"Eli, Eli!!", is what I cry in a stage of furious anger...
......as I'm being pushed and shoved around by the rage of curious strangers...
In this day and age of spurious danger, Christianity's labeled Insanity against Humanity........
Well, I guess we both "contradict", if you consider that this day of eath's NOT a form of Vanity....
It's out of the norm of sanity...."I'M NOT A MANICHEAN!!"...
But my white words go slight heard...as light swords are raised in honor mode towards the "ungodly" Apollo
Even agnostic women came in droves to bellow out..."Leave his Christian body hollow!!!"
...in Potemkin Village, everybody's shallow..."I was born in Rome to keep my eye on the sparrow!"
People don't think for themselves..they choose to fall under the words of Nero..the "white-boy Pharoah"..
But none of that matters now, as I'm dragged out from the midst of the Coliseum towards the village-gallows....
Leaned against the wooden stake, beaten severly..
I can feel the throbs of pain past the core of the bone, all in the marrow
One general tipped my head back, to see a cicatrix formed around my neck after a swipe from the Emperor's arrow
A wooden stake usually holds the normal man, but with the hump in my back...I'm just a little more "narrow"....
With the rope tightened on the ribs, air is fighting to give me breath...
"Lord, I've been enlightened for years...but today, in front of this crowd, I'm frightened of eath......
....you see, this throng of drunkards, witches and heathen are only stimulated by the excitement of sex!!
So with this cry of vengeance...I pray, Father, that you'd harbor the wrath that's intensive!...Just listen....."

"Emperor Nero, hear our cry...Let fire expire this liar...making the miscreant shut the fuck up and DIE!!"



Narrator:
".................................."


"Astrophysics, cynic with no poster, locator
Mount nourish, locals give me the tourist glare
Now I must have gone too far, now I'm partly in a stupor and over protective of my eye sockets."
--Rob Smith

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