Pheonex the Bird of Fire: an imagination infatuation that will bring a realization to our one-world nation’s acclamation.
I. Dreamer, The Maker, The World Shaker
The lights in the attic are out now
And the things I thought I was afraid of exist.
O poetry stirs my imagination but the very
Thought of creation is the thought of destruction by this.
A man once traveled off into the countryside in pursuit of the unknown; he was an empty teacup. He did not know where he was going, he did not care where he was going, he just wanted to go and when he decides to go, he already went.
II. Daydream into Greatness
In reverie lost I am awoken,
In dreams awake I am asleep
For I dream within my dream
To dream of a place that does not yet exist,
For I am in search of greatness...
But greatness is not achieved, it is not earned, it is not made, it is not bought, it cannot be sold, it cannot be created or destroyed, it is only a thought, and it just is a potentiality, like the Tao. Greatness lies in the deepest depths of your mind that you have not searched for yet, for at the time you believe you know everything is the time that you know nothing for in that moment if you truly wish to gain and hold onto power you must become the empty tea cup. And at the time that I know I am the greatest of greats, I am nothing, but I choose to be the most of nothing, and that’s what I make my greatness out of, nothing, for in nothingness lies the absence of greatness, and therefore an understanding and appreciation for that which can now be desired and searched for, awesomeness, can be realized; for in greatness lies awesome power.