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Poem
Prooemium
Enigma
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

 That I gazed upon a quiet pool did I see me of me. Cast me did I see thee eyes of predator and prey. Blackness in that evil and that fear did I know thee and thy way. That of me did I know me and I feared me that I was to fail me and my mission. Anxiety would have rooted in the depths of my being and flourished were it not for my power of reason and great self-discipline. On the edge of my being was I committed to eternal damnation and ecstasy. Love and joy are my quarry, pain and passion tempered with abatement of spirit and sound wisdom in reason. Did I close my eyes upon this sea of mass confusion and did call upon my friend in mine to yield explanation. I did call upon the gentle hand of sleep to still my desperate heart of unfound notion. In my mind's eye did the curtain close about my apprehension. In floating on its loving wings did it bring me to set quarters and a realm of words laid sweet with the hands of compassion. Did it bring me on to a waters fall, in a forest far towards a joyous call, in the shade of light on a gifted flight, past the point of question of a baffled mind, and a new understanding I awoke to find. So I met my new tomorrow, forewarned of joy, of love and sorrow.

Cupiditas Libido