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My execution, the holiest waterfall

History!

Prehistory!

Generally speaking, prisons of alienation

Are unwillingly, but precisely, miserable.

One misunderstands his psychology thus

Punishment is –

– so-called “improvement”

Happens to destroy the power of resistance.


The danger of those utterly depraved;

They’re spirits, they’re beautiful souls

They are the power of resistance,

And have to fight the mere uncleanliness

And the mere secret vengefulness.



His story!

HIS prehistory!

The wrongdoer witnesses my execution

The gnawing worm observes and agrees!

Dionysus himself sweeps and counter-sweeps

And into the abyss, I still carry the blessings

Of the darkening Sun –

– in the holiest waterfall.


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