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Inanis Poculum I
Inanis Poculum II
Inanis Poculum III
Inanis Poculum IV
Inanis Poculum V
Inanis Poculum VI
Inanis Poculum VII
Sui Generis I
Sui Generis II
Tabula Rasa I
Tabula Rasa II
Tabula Rasa III
Cupiditas Libido I
Cupiditas Libido II
Cupiditas Libido III
Cupiditas Libido IV

 Words came idly by me and I lamented in their loss. Be me one of basic knowledge and limited comprehension I sometimes failed to grasp the image of the words and the force they brought to bear. Words were that which sculpted the landscape of my conscience; the gateway to my soul.  Naturally I experienced a certain void when the words did not fit within me; but nay did I just let them go. I would hold them in my wonder and hope that sleep would find their home within the halls of my mind. For with each page I read a new passage did I make of its image in the realm of my substance.  Each new word did I echo through the corridors within; extracting all the wisdom, all the passion, all the sin. I breathed in new ideas that filled the lungs of my life.  Notions that forced me higher than I could ever know without.  Sentiments in wordful substance that could breathe a life their own. I stood bathed in the glow of wisdom, but I reeked with the stench of torment. I grew fervent of a proud rendition but grew vile from a cast of pain. I attained a heightened presence and made real a mere mirage. I had forged my wayful passage and did cast upon and feel, that which led away from all, till then, I knew as real. I chilled at startling revelations and shuddered at new thoughts. Beguiled at the play of statements preached of modern soothsayers, men of law, philosophers and other sorts. Gone to mass confusion of a wayward sleight of hand, dealt of fortune, ill conceived, of forces I just could not understand. To that end I journeyed on to know of days not yet to come. On a solemn march towards destiny, my tomorrow, on this prelude of great awakenings I stand vulnerable, incomplete, and not yet done.

Tabula Rasa     (Blank Slate)