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The dream of the return of the supeman
In an endless quaking I see Heaven being shattered in the heart,
Nevermore I shall go in search of love,
Storms, troubles, endless swimming in the flood,
Whirlwinds flying with gusts,
Lightenings fusing the corners of Heaven and Earth,
Wanderer moving through a tumultuous birth,
Earth’s face being pierced by the darts,
From the primeval ashes lights spreading in an inhospitable world from where everything must depart,
The swords splintering in clashes,
The man conquering Earth,
In light and flame,
Flashing and flaring,
Glistening in the sunlight’s glow,
Preparing for the rise of man from the dust,
I am accursed........!.
Amidst the brilliant glows,
Sparks and splinters of the burning souls,
Heavens’ breakdown , the blaze of the fire, the weapon’s crucial blows,
I see the superman rising from the dust
Who is me at last!
I am a wanderer without any home,
Shaping myself,
Fashioning life anew,
Stirring the light that gleams at the dawn,
Penetrating the darkness with rays,
Breaking down in the shadows in the disappearing ways,
Caught up in the tumults between the sleep and the state when man is awake,
Knowing I am a son of a titan, or a god,
Risen to revolt to crush the despot,
I shall bring down Heaven of the gods.
Knowing who I am,
I endure more pain than any man can endure.
Though in the freedom the sufferings lie,
I follow all possibilities of freedom that I can descry,
It is a snare of emptiness, a loneliness that I can not describe.
Though I do not wish to know any more,
Only in knowledge I find fulfillment of the emptiness that always expands,
More I understand more I realize that there are much more that I do not understand,
It is a curse of knowldege,
A prize for the titans whose eyes the universe span!
I take the utmost troubles to reach the inner-most thoughts,
There seems to exist an eternal drought,
There is no way to quench the parch of the son of a titan or a god.
More I drink to refresh my thoughts,
More thrusts for drink rise from an empty world that sinks beyond the boundary that my mind can cross,
More I wish to know its end,
More and more it extends,
Sun that stands high !
Blue sky that gazes at light !
Burning fire that inflames man’s thoughts!
Scortches the heart as a pyre of a mysterious god.
In freedom I am in fetter....
In victory of knoweldeg I am in conflict,
In taking responsibility of the deeds do I punish myself or flee ?
Am I really awake or dreaming still ?
Through defiance am I trying to revolt or submit ?
Who would resolve the puzzle that makes victory a defeat ?
Everything, including knoweldge itself, seem hostile,
O Lucifer ! the light showing man the path of knowing !
Penetrate this abyss swayed between the light and the night,
Where the progenies of Prometheus are suffering in search of Heavenly flight,
Let suffering be life’s highest delight.
As I look up I see a splendour is spreading,
Glowing, growing, burning, illumining and raging,
Everything is shinning where the flames are bathing,
In my eyes as a radiant sun the superman is emerging,
In painful trembling , quaking ,
In a hail of light He is rising,
To awaken the earth He is gazing,
I am hearing His wondrous voice,
Deep within where everything is blazing,
Bright as a sun,
Always and everywhere,
With a force that is overwhelming,
He is moving between the mirrors stiring the radiant imaging,
He is becoming,
I see Him as the One coming and going.
I hail this Thus Come Thus Gone One,
Shinning upon Earth as the inner sun,
In the secret vision as radiant light He summons man to sacrifice for the freedom of man.
In the tangle of the rays,
As the threads of the senses fade away,
As a brave and glorious figure without any constraint,
He rises carrying wisdom’s strength.
I can not rightly grasp His glory that is raging free,
Unbound and enlightened He is coming to teach man the most glorious path in which He will lead.
Through storms and clouds,
Lightenings and thunders,
As enlightening power flying on His way,
Moving through the spheres of the planets and the sun and the moon,
In a winged steed leaping from the fire carrying the awakened mind away,
As a bright soul He is descending through the clouds jubiliant in the touch of the inner rays.
I hail the all conquering light!
Asking me to make sacrifice,
He is the hero for whom I have awaited for so long,
I hear Him blowing his horns,
He is coming to destroy and create ,
O ! I hear His promise of a new Earth and the destruction that He pledged,
There will be peace on Earth,
All will be noble through His blood,
Everywhere the world will turn as His wonderful work,
I fear not His flames,
I shall sacrifice my life to the power that kindles and puts all ablaze.
O feeble desires ! go away !
I shall stand in front of this fire instead,
In the flaming wind that will sweep all away,
As a brave bold daring sailor I shall row towards the Heavenly way far...far away.
As a stubborn and bold I shall wait where no will dare to wait,
I would not seek safety or rest,
Alone.. starkly alone ...in the frenzy to meet the fire in the glorious fireball that will leap on Earth I shall leap and pass away.
When I close my eyes I see the mountain peaks,
Hear from the sky far .. far deep:
Heaven is ablaze,
The flames are leaping high,
The ramparts are falling giving out flashing lights,
Everything is being consumed by a wild fire,
I hear the horns,
The alarming sounds of the danger ahead,
The dark decrees of doom,
Calling for the faithless world’s ash and tomb.
In a splendid radiance raging high,
In the doom and the downfall of man,
I see the return of the Superman,
He is going to reveal to the world the sacred fire of the shinning sky,
Immortal glory of the man rising from the dust to the light illumining the summit at immeasurable height,
On Earth that is man’s glorious abode,
He is going to pave the path of Heaven - salvation’s golden roads.
What gods can not give He will bring to man,
With Him the domain of the gods and the realm of man will merge as one.
As I turn my eyes,
As God and Man - a loving pair,
I see Hm flying undivided in the two worlds joined as same - low and high.
In powerful strokes but still in leisurely movement of the wings,
He is descending in the life’s stream,
The time of sacrifice has come,
I shall go with Him.
In search of tranquility and respite from the tumultuous wandering between the islands of the sun and the moon
Wanderer enters
THE REALM OF ORPHEUS
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