Weapon

Forging Weapon of Mass Destruction

Scientific man's delight and downfall

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The scientific man forges weapons to defend his freedom and secure his destiny as willed by himself. He seeks to be the superman in order to achieve his ambition. Continue in superman at the end of this poem.

I want to be alone,

I must endure what I need to endure in order that the gods can be dethroned.

The earth sway under my feet,

The heart quakes,

As the sun rises high,

To rule the earth as the promethean man, who is not afraid to live or die,

I wish to rage a formidable fight.

I am glad to be what I am,

I have no fear of death,

I shall welcome it when it comes to take my breath.

What is the meaning to be,

If man can not show brevity,

Laughing and dauntlessly can not lead a life that is godless and free?

There is still so much to learn,

So much to discover about the way of life’s combat,

No fear will pierce my heart,

I have invented the arms that every living creature must fear,

I possess weapons that can speed through the air as ligthening darts chasing the opponents as timorous deer,

Everyone on Heaven and Earth should feel threatened when they hear my weapons’ roaring pounds that can oblitarate all sunlight in the sky that was once clear.

Go away beauty,

Search no love in a heart ,

That seeks to free itself from the hands of destiny by learning nature’s black art,

With pain and laborious efforts,

I have found my path,

Here no more miseries cling to the heart,

I feel safe from the snare of love and hate,

I can keep guard of myself as the master over destiny and fate.

Damnation ! you may say,

But , in the power of thinking lies man’s best way,

In logic and science I have witnessed the power of the mind’s rays,

I trust no more the blue Heaven , the birds, and the twittering of love,

Or the feathers that put man to sleep as sweet love’s dreaming reward,

I believe no more in the love that flies as an ethereal bird.

The one who rejoices in the fire that has awakened his mind with these rays,

Like Prometheus free and inflamed ,

Who derives might from the mind’s conscious blaze,

Dispelling all slumber who is awake ,
Using love’s magic do not try to put him to sleep again,

Beauty ! Go away!

You may say I am cursed by the god...

May be !

But what need there to be when man is not free ?

If man can not perform wondrous deeds,

Acheive skill to overpower the timorous will,

Win nature’s treachery and guile,

In quest of knoweldge ,

Wherever life exists,

Go down in the abysss that is fearful and deep,

What is the meaning of life ?

Only dream and sleep ?

I have chosen to live,

And with it I have chosen my downfall.

Which path, which other way ?

The dragon’s path ?

In the fire and flow,

In the glowing flames,

In the fiery fury of the light that its splenders spread,

In the flames billowing and pouring down from the mountains’ heads,

In the fire that devours and consumes,

Shattering fears ,

In the wondrous radiance of the mind that dazzles like spears,

In the shinning road I myself bear,

Under the radiant vault filled with rays that seek freedom in the burning tears,

In the shining path of Prometheus my freedom is dear.

Long I have slept,

Now I am awake ,

I defy everything that I can not conceive,

I pay no attention to things that can not be grasped with the power to think,

I do not try to understand far-off things,

That can not be solved with precision and need laws beyond the laws of things,

I challenge what I do not understand,

I do not believe in the divine punishments or penance,

By refuting the gods I do not deny from myself what man is,

For me I am what I am and there is no other need ...

I fear no pain,

Instead of searching in vain,

I love learning about everything that from the first principles the nature’s mystery contain;

I do not delude myself in beliving what others say,

I cherish tests and proofs that are not polluted with dubious constraints,

I do not hide in cowardice faith,

Or dally with ideas that may deceive myself,

I grant me no truth without reason’s guidance.

I have explored in the depth of the matter,

Laboriously through questions, doubts and errors subjugated myself to the knoweldge’s path,

I have contested, argued, challenged and pledged not to bow,

Before I have been sure about what I know,

I have asked, perhaps , many more times than I should ask,

And not spared myself the pain of the reason’s task..

If I am cursed,

Let the curse be my way,

I do not want to return to the forest where miracle and magic confuse and hinder the inner rays,

Following the inner light I am ready to go where the awakened mind will lead me to go,

Beyond the love’s treacherous road,

I wish to go....all alone....!

When others will escape ,

Find ways through dubious debates,

In self-deception will fly,

In a world that floats in lies,

And deprive themselves of the courage to live and die,

I forge my will that do not want to escape or hide,

Beacuse I am a progeny of Prometheus, the bearer of light.

I rejoice to watch the sparks, the flashes of the fire that dispel nature’s magic spell,

Lift man from the misery of Hell,

Fashion the world anew,

In the lustres of the awakened mind,

Shining and defiant,

Slay the forces of the dark,

And subjugate the powers that call against reasons a fallacious war...

You may say I am doomed with a curse,

But let this curse be my way before Heaven crumbles into the dust.

Superman