This truth slices through my skin
A bitter razor bearing down deep
To reach my veins, my core
To let my emotions seep out

Drop by drop
Tear by tear
I get closer to a truth I do not want to hear
But I must
-This- is the insanity of the human condition
We strive for the knowledge of our own futility
We amass such great egos only for it's destruction

Only broken do we become whole

And all this
WILL be misunderstood
Like the words of the prophets before me.

It is not love, nor life, nor misery that brings us closer to God.
It is the sheer destruction and reconstruction of our essence that is divine.
We -are- the eternal act of creation
We are Shiva
We are the Goddess of Life and the Masters of Death
Each and everyone of us, an atomic bomb just waiting to explode.