Ares colour of arboreous snakes

And when the thousand years are expired,
Satan shall be loosed out of his prison,
And shall go out to deceive the nations
which are in the four quarters of the earth,
Gog, and Magog, to gather them together to battle:
the number of whom is as the sand of the sea.
Apocalypse

Ares colour of arboreous snakes

   - I believe! - Cain said, -
I am the son of heaven, not of gorillas!
I am the flesh from flesh of deity,
I am from Adam's index finger.

And world fruited from the flood of waters
up to Goliath and the Cyclop -
wherefrom in the Noah's wine
are artemisia and roses together?

Adam did not knew that in him Idea is
embodied on serpent's body
therefore it is native for him -
Ares colour of arboreous snakes.

Here is the tree of lizards many-horned
and big-footed hominids -
and even now the red dust
when born them inspires fear.

Not many monsters, lot of clothes moths
and flies in decaying aureole
of Baal the lord of ground,
the Marsyas of feathers and resin.

But was the time, the time of fame
when the Aztec empires
praised the marvelous throne of
the Archangel of cast crowns!

Everything now is faded and baldly
engrafted vine from God
can not sing the life of the earth,
as a Cherub's scourge.

Planetary middlebrow not knows,
that life is an unusual dream,
and the awakening - also dream
in gold icons decoration.

Can not even enlightened
compare with God unborned -
O, how cruel is Your cross, Yave,
temptation to the pottery head!

Do not cry people non staid
will come sacred Millennium,
when the flesh of world will wish
to conquer the unembodied Reason.


Canst thou by searching find out God? canst thou find out the Almighty unto perfection?
It is as high as heaven; what canst thou do? deeper than hell; what canst thou know?
The measure thereof is longer than the earth, and broader than the sea.
The Book of Job

Angels who did not keep (not observed)
  their Beginning (Archi - Logos),
but abandoned their proper dwelling
  these he has kept in the West
  (Zophos - sunset, darkness),
  bound with everlasting chains
  (desmos Lat: fascis)
  for judgment on the great Day.
  Epistle of St. Jude

Poetry: Agni Agnellius