Wherefore
what we believe is what we become,
and what we Are is what we have Forgotten:

Whereas,
as Begat gives way to Self-begetting,
even Logic must be subjected to the Will:

Whereby
thoughts are things and things are waves
beyond the Father-machine's comprehension:

Wherein
faith in science and progress yield a sickly life
devoid of personal meaning, a suckling of experts:

Whereof
prevailing views are reinforced by shame,
ridicule a guillotine to stitch the countering lips:

No Reason is Pure;
Truth escapes the clutches of thought.
Every head has a mouth - and words to lie with.