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will to power

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The will to power

that always transcendent
self effacing
disguised supreme will

the power of happiness
the happiness of power

the hand that grasps the heart
the hand that wrings
all pain and pleasure dry
whether to good
to good that is evil
to the despair of the nasty
the translucent glory
of the evil kind

the will to power


the spidery hand withers
and you can’t see
and you have no
adumbrated hope

you are unfree

because the disguise that traps us
provides the reasons for life

and only through conscious madness
and reasoned unconscious
can we cross the bridge
into worm-free existence