So Sayeth the Buddha, "I Stopped. Now You Stop."

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Azrael, Angel of the LORD, Guardian of the Scales
Protect my flank, that I might not fail!

Entering by the Narrow Way, the Frosty Road less trod
That I can be transformed by the renewing of my mind in Plato's Mania

Or this ridiculous situation reveals that my Soul may one day be taken
Before I wake from the turmoil brought on
By triggering of the system
By the braggarts' emotional "Wrestle-Mania"
A Dark Cycle of resurgence against passive aggression
So resembling the rapid cycling of my Bipolar II's mania!

Alas, I find myself toasting loneliness again, yet I see that I offer
This bittersweet vintage not to no-one
Nothing, my friends, being an illusion
For zero is the number imaginary!

Nay, I raise this glass infused with the sickly sweet aroma
Of my burning past life, the vessel now refined by fire
To Milady Nahomielle, the beautiful Queen of the Faerie!
And there is no rest for the wicked, because they rest here
On the Souls of the Suffering, for through our strife, they take it easy!

As a reformed taunter, I know that only the daunted ever need to taunt
And believe me, I know just where their malefic thoughts keep their haunt!
For you see, when I Speak forth words like Know and See, it's not the knowing and seeing they want
I See with Nahomielle's Udjat Eye, also known as the Eye of Horus
The Third Eye, the Eye of Wisdom, became the Almighty's confidant
One of many, yet still only one of a specially-selected few
This Ashkenazic Hebrew, a Branch of the Tree of Life, circumcised and set apart, literally!

And yet when I stopped my destructive siege years ago
Started to uplift instead of tear down, their supremacy they have continued to flaunt
Forgetting that in the depths of their bleakness of heart
For their sins, I became their undying confidant
"Unable" to alter fate, I embraced their ire for my Refiner's Fire
And by my tragedy, they've secured Divine Wrath's unyielding fount

I submitted myself for punishment, made wholly holy from sin as their scapegoat
So, in the cesspool of doubt and hate, I elevated with Illumined Mind
Then Truth arose and boy, my enemies He sure smote!
You ever want a victim advocate who will stick closer
Than any who stuck by you on the winning side
Of their divisive moat, call up Truth!

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