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My Companion, Death

My Companion, Death 
by Charles E S Fairey 


Death is my Constant Companion 
In Death I Create 
In None Existence I Exist 
Within the Chaos of the Eternal Mist. 

Death is my Immortal Friend 
In Death I Paint 
In the Essence of the Dream 
I Am all and not what I Seem. 

Death is my Eternal Twin 
In Death I Write 
I Am the World of the Infinite Temple 
The Tree of Life higher than Heaven’s Steeple, 
Entwining one of my many towers 
The Wisdom I Am, all encompasses, all powers. 

Death is my Constant Companion 
My Immortal Friend 
My Eternal Twin, 
In None Existence I Exist 
Within the Chaos of the Eternal Mist, 
I look deep into the abyss of my Other’s Mind 
And with Balance I extract everything that I find, 
I stare constantly into the mist of Death 
And the fog dissipates as I learn with every breath, 
For Death is my Constant Companion 
The Father, The Son, the Spirit of Eschaton 
The Moment of Eternal Time, the Man of Every Aeon, 
Here with my Eternal Twin and Companion 
I repose in my Chamber of Infinite Reflection, 
For in the Essence of the Dream 
I find I Am all and not what I Seem, 
I Am the World of the Infinite Temple 
The Tree of Life higher than Heaven’s Steeple, 
Entwining one of my many towers 
The Wisdom I Am, all encompasses, all time’s hours, 
For Death is my Constant Companion 
The Underground Stream of Every Aeon 
My End, My Start, My Journey of Eschaton. 


The Black Monk


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