(excerpt from the introduction to โTunnel at the End of Timeโ)
Vrebatima, surely I will never
reconcile with you in this world.
The old rules worked just fine
until recently; money, power,
greed and the threat of missiles
and sex have always been
our personal gods.
Do not fool yourself.
I will send you some beautiful
black orchids, dripping with
the blood of one thousand
national anthems … and then
you will understand and
once again cry tears of joy
for our lost Cold War.
It was our only hope for peace.
Our only real expression of Love.
The only proof of Existence.
What is the use of Divine Intervention?
What was the point of the crucifixion
or the Holy Wars?
If we achieve peace then we must
find new enemies in outer space …
it is the way of humans, Vrebatima.
It is the way of the Warrior God.
Meet me at nightfall โ in the barren courtyard.
And bring your Sword of Silence!
… this and then there is Victory?
I will quickly draw a Sword of Silence,
strike a blow –
and Silence has already approached …
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โฆโฆโฆโฆโฆโฆโฆโฆ.
(sobs)
… and so it ends, Vrebatima.
In cold silence โ dรฉtente.
Once again we agree not to
communicate, not to seek
resolution or understanding.
Is it really human nature and
the way of the gods, or is it us?
If it is truly destruction that we
both really want, then surely it is
Silence that is the Great Destroyer.
(sighs)
It is an uncomfortable silence, hostile and
fraught with projections and scheming.
It is a “noisy” silence … quite different
from the Oneness of Unity and
the Absence of Separation.
It is a silence that makes angels and
the soldiers of Divine Intervention
cry with sadness.
(indignant)
But it is a silence that we know
all too well, Vrebatima …
and so far, the only silence
we truly trust โ deep down
inside ourselves.
(snickers nervously)
Es triste … pero es cierto.
โ Adam Donaldson Powell and AzSacra ZaRathustra
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