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The Cult of the Individual

The Cult Of The Individual
by Charles E S Fairey 


I Am the Eternal Outcast 
I do not wish to be part of the crowd, 
I shall suffer until the mortal last 
I celebrate My uniqueness ever so loud! 

I Am far madder than the maddening crowd 
For they saw Me as different from the rest, 
For what the rest want, My Soul at, never bowed 
For the Cult of the Individual is so blessed! 

The Supreme Being spoke He was all around and yet within 
God gave Us choice based upon the Self, 
He does not work to fix the whole people’s sin 
But works on Us one by one for our spiritual health! 

So if You feel rejected by the multitude 
Don’t worry, but for Your suffering rejoice, 
For as You, You are True and gain soulistic altitude 
For Your Soul has its own distinct voice! 

And the Supreme Being hears You and personally attends 
The crowd he hardly hears but for a cacophony of insanity, 
But to the Individual, love and understanding he sends 
For the Outcast is the truthful entity in this earthly reality! 

Don’t give up because You are different 
Rejoice that society has set upon Thee like devil, 
You peer into the Abyss and see incandescent 
But like Baphomet, You are upon Supreme’s level 
And rejoice that like Saviour, You are seen as the Devil! 

For the Cult of the Individual 
Is the Coming of the New World Order, 
The energy of Your Form eternally residual 
For in life and death You have seen no border! 

We don’t jump on the bandwagon 
We don’t join the onlookers to taunt others, 
We are seen as if We are the kin of the Great Dragon 
Yet on the level, Our kind are One, Our Sisters and Brothers! 

Don’t feel as if You are missing out 
For truly remember the Crowd are not You, 
Get Up Stand Up and as an Individual shout 
For You should rejoice God walks with the true, 
And as He taught to fellow kind, so do You! 

Here We watch as they destroy with thought so tribal 
Yet We feel We are loved with eternal heartfelt song, 
Some even use the great book, the Bible 
And interpret the Shamanic Teaching of Life all wrong, 
For He taught that He was everywhere and nowhere 
Yet all around and Within, For He does so dearly care, 
So remember to open Your Eyes and from reality oneself tear 
Your Soul, and Walk the Waye in footsteps left laid bare, 
For the Truth was hidden in Plain Sight 
Only the Outcast may see with ecstatic delight, 
That His Body is but Our Eternal Temple 
Remember the most genius puzzle is the most simple! 

I Am the Eternal Outcast 
I do not wish to be part of the crowd, 
I shall suffer until the mortal last 
I celebrate my uniqueness ever so loud, 
For I Am the Outcast and I Am Definately Certainly Not Alone 
For the Supreme Being talks to Me from His Immortal Throne, 
And the maddening crowd in eternal flame burn 
Because unlike You and Me too late do they learn, 
For they saw Me as different from the rest 
For the Cult of the Individual is so Blessed!


Unity Across All Nations
(Thanks to Gerri Parricchio)


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