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Swirling hevel, swirling, swirling Smoke-like swirls around my hands Wasted moments, ever wasted Expressed like judges in my mind Detriment hidden within reason Like a knife spun one more time If She is right I’ll have no comfort Only torment in my mind Those six feet under give no answer Nor the ashes on the wind Nor my time in ponderous sorrow With these thoughts upon my mind If I am wrong then I will die Unending deaths in pain and anguish While She turns her face to glory Is there nothing more before me And no reason on my mind? Have I overthought the very thing I have been so careful to divine? There’s always truth, just not for us The past was written down by man In many ways and many forms So what to trust and what is truth? Hevel, hevel, all is hevel Just as The Story says
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Feb 12, 2025
Feb 12, 2025 at 12:50 AM UTC
Hevel
Swirling hevel, swirling, swirling Smoke-like swirls around my hands Wasted moments, ever wasted Expressed like judges in my mind Detriment hidden within reason Like a knife spun one more time If She is right I’ll have no comfort Only torment in my mind Those six feet under give no answer Nor the ashes on the wind Nor my time in ponderous sorrow With these thoughts upon my mind If I am wrong then I will die Unending deaths in pain and anguish While She turns her face to glory Is there nothing more before me And no reason on my mind? Have I overthought the very thing I have been so careful to divine? There’s always truth, just not for us The past was written down by man In many ways and many forms So what to trust and what is truth? Hevel, hevel, all is hevel Just as The Story says
Hevel is the Hebrew word for smoke or vapour and is used many times in Ecclesiastes in the Bible. “Like a knife spun one more time” refers to the suicide game Spin the Knife. This is not meant to allude to violence, simply the consequences of fate.
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Feb 12, 2025
Feb 12, 2025 at 12:50 AM UTC
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