The Spirit s Mind

If I can't fix it. I mean, this beautiful space.
And can't clear it from creatures who lost their way.
Maybe, it will be right to shut all of it down?
The complete deconstruction! With them
And everything else they have taken from us.
All the widows and their servants, I mean.
If there will be no space where they can live?
No life outside. This is the rule I've made
When I was creating the world. Oh, Lord.
The show will begin! Tonight! In the name of mine.
There all once was, but gone. Can't be found.
I've sent too many of mine messengers
As my gifts which can bring back things they lost.
No point to keep them alive now in my queendom
Of space, time and death. This universe are done.
The last chance for them ran out of time.
The miracle will not come. The decision have made.
We back to the roots. There is no time, no space.
Only absolute beauty which they claimed the emptiness.
But this is the beauty of my mind. We are the dominion.
The end and the beginning of every life and light.
We were used for lies in the magicians games
For naive and for angry on the authors of paths.
On themselves! And the ones who still follow...
On the little stars and suns which they can't touch!
The widows and their servants... They became too much.
Sorry, little great souls. We do it for you. When they all be gone
We will made a new space and frames for you.
Like in tales you had liked in the past. The new house above.

4.7.2022