#conquerers

Conquerers Pre-demise, 2022

There are the rules of dervishes and the rule of conquerors.

And then there are rules for those who seek knowledge.

Tangled up in figuring out where these lines lie, I have managed to divide myself in pieces.

So many portions that even I cannot make sense of what belongs where.

So I take the role of the questioner.

And somehow figure out a way to make a cohesive whole out of these parts.

It has become increasingly clear to me that the path that I choose must be my own.

The ones that already exist, have been walked upon so many times that the direction no longer makes sense to me.

There are ways that tell me to live every moment so that I control everything. And there are ways that tell me to let life take its course.

And while I might understand and respect and even like both, I can only choose one.

Hell’s reach

Hiding my weakness, manipulating the outcomes

all the time, I do this by choice.

I was just scared, but darling I see it now,

you knew who I am.

I was lying all through my life, but you freed me now…

So let it be, 

We’re made to conquer all the seven seas,

sail far away from here,

 out of hell’s reach.

Only us two making the entire fleet,

Floating into…

It comes with a force. It comes with attitude. It threatens and taunts. It smiles because it won. Little does it realise that you are doing the same thing

because you are more ready than you have ever been

because it doesn’t intimidate you

because it is a challenge