What will I gain
If I lose my soul and own the world,
you ask?
Power. Glory. Contentment.
(My life would be chaotic, but fulfilling)
For what is the use of a soul,
if I am breathing and yet not living?
So you yell me about the purpose of souls:
next lives—rebirth and reincarnation.
But I tell you this:
“This world is a cesspool,
and one life is enough for me.
So long as I lived it
in sybaritic ecstasy.
Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 9:25 AM UTC
What will I gain
If I lose my soul and own the world,
you ask?
Power. Glory. Contentment.
(My life would be chaotic, but fulfilling)
For what is the use of a soul,
if I am breathing and yet not living?
So you yell me about the purpose of souls:
next lives—rebirth and reincarnation.
But I tell you this:
“This world is a cesspool,
and one life is enough for me.
So long as I lived it
in sybaritic ecstasy.
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