I dwell beneath a dome of glass,Where no one hears the smallest sound;I watch the living world go past,And mourn the self that can’t be found.Day after day, my throat turns clay,My lungs press hard against my chest;I spend my breath, then give awayThe little strength I had for rest.No one must know that I …
My mind cycles up.Then down.Then up again.Like an elevator in a buildingwhere nobody knows what floor they want,and all the buttons are lit.There is no lobby.There is no penthouse.There is only the humming, the cyclingSo it goes.I am not happy.That much seems clear.But I am not buried either,it’s rather rude, in its own way.Depression leaves …
Explore the first principle of Hermeticism, its effects throughout history and modern day, its links to major religions, and its practical applications in daily life.