I am the god you see

you can’t create me
you can’t destroy me
you can’t deny me
i am energy
i’m in everything
i’m in nothing
i’m a god you see?
i’m the god you see!

-JG

My purpose

i do not care about your gods
or their doctrine
they are not mine
and never will be
should i respect them
should i recognize them
should i realize them
no
no
no
it is not my purpose to believe
in the ramblings of
ancient schizophrenia
meth head mystics
and psychonaut nut cases
it is not my purpose to identify
with white knuckled god adorers
it is not my purpose to give homage to ideas so asinine
my purpose
my reason
is to rise above
be my own god
be the ├╝bermensch

-JG

I hailed satan before it was cool

a devil in red
is a devil in black
evil is read
to be society’s plaque
satan has saturated the market
and the hipsters took the bait
his symbol represented adversarial thought
but now it is black clothing
upside down crosses
and pewter pentagrams being sought
the power is wasted in those
wishing to learn without being taught
assuming these words aren’t being wasted
assuming this isn’t all for naught

-JG

Call of lucifer

i am the formed and formless one
i’ve many names, but none that hold my essence
each word describing my nature is as empty as the next
for i am not bound by the physical realm
nor am i confined to the spiritual domain
i am fluid as a river and light as wind
i am solid as a stone and bright as fire
i’ve no language that can be spoken by the mundane
but can be understood by all biota
organic and mineral
physical and immaterial
breath deep of my magic and know my wisdom
ave sophia

-JG

Hymenopterous

i am as a bee
longing for nectar
gifted to me
offered to me before
by her peachy blossom
i fly to and fro
erratically searching for her scent
and there it is
once again
the call
her fragrance
hell bent
on her ambrosial ecstasy

-JG

Witch

wonderful women
in a variety of forms
these respectful and beautiful
creatures will always have my
homage

-JG