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scorpion wind - paradise of perfection lyrics

all men, inasmuch as they are not liberated from the
bondage of time, follow the downward path of history,
whether they know it or not and whether they like it or
not.

few, indeed, thoroughly like it, even in our epoch, let
alone in happier ages, when people read less and
thought more.

few follow it unhesitatingly, without throwing at some
time or other a sad glance towards the distant lost
paradise towards into which they know, in their deeper
consciousness, that they are never to peer; the
paradise of perfection in time within so remote that
the earliest people of which we know remember it
as only a dream.

yet they follow their fate away; they obey their
destiny.

that resigned submission to the terrible law of decay;
that acceptance of the bondage of time by creatures who
dimly feel they could be free from it, but who find it
too hard to try to free themselves, who know beforehand
that they would never succeed, even if they did try,
because at the bottom of that incurable unhappiness of
man the deplored again and again the greek tragedies,
long before these were written.

man is unhappy because he knows, because he feels, in
general, that the world in which he lives, of which he
is a part, is not what it should be; not what is could
be; not what, in fact, it was at the dawn of time,
before decay set in.

he cannot wholeheartedly accept the world as his,
especially not accept the fact that it is going from
bad to worse (be glad).

however much he may try to be a realist, and sn-tch
from destiny whatever he can, when he can, still an
invincible yearning for the better remains at the
bottom of his heart; he cannot, in general stomach the
world as it is.

in heralding the most widespread m-ssacre, i believe
that war is preparing mystical spheres for the
apparition of great ideals.

where the charnel house dissolves, joy will be born in
from it; where the weight of mortality sinks down, the
soul’s freedom will be uplifted.

the greater the offering, the greater will be the
wonder and the miracle.

- scorpion wind lyrics

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