//-------------------------------------------------------// Purity Of Heart Is To Will One Thing -by Honeycomb- //-------------------------------------------------------// //-------------------------------------------------------// Purity Of Heart Is To Will One Thing //-------------------------------------------------------// Purity Of Heart Is To Will One Thing Purity Of Heart Is To Will One Thing by Nietzsche -Red&White- Pain Imprisoned in a thorn, By barb of sanity unleashed, Impales a self out of its self Who, setting pain upon its shelf, Proceeds in peace to live a life. -Mortal Danger- Laughter? But if I laugh, I'll cry. Honesty? All I can do is lie. Loyalty? Everyone runs away. Kindness? Everyone dies someday. Generosity? Better is self-reliance. Magic? Ours is a world of science. Harmony— If it was real, And if I knew that it was real, And if I could see it Clearly, not as in a fog, but up close, And if it were here, right here in front of me, And if I looked deep into it and saw it and it peered back at me Curious, like a wide-eyed foal— It would kill me. -Drawfriend- Figure and expression, Flowing manes. Color and impression: Growing pains. Movement without motion: Living lines. Love without emotion— Sacred signs. -Trapped!- Here I am, inside this bag of marshmallows—yes, I am quickly suffocating. Send help. Besides the jet-puffed dementors in this plastic Azkaban, I see other prisoners: one of them a fool with a wild, desperate glint in his eyes, trying to eat his way out. He looks a bit like me... -The Shyster- dull yellow flickering dangerously like a damaged light bulb in&out of consciousness phantasmagoric the shape-shifting shyster approaches shuffling her hooves in a semblance of modesty she sizes you up guessing your entire life story, etc. —that keen eye! breathing a single word she asks you to her cottage for coffee or tea and insinuates the universe you’ll do better to turn & run sprinting away for the rest of your natural life (it's only a few decades) -Mortal Sin- Hurry up and sleep Dream a little longer There's not enough time You'll never grow stronger Give up the fight now Don't struggle so much Death's on his way Embrace his touch Sink down into the darkness Black hours drift past In complete solitude It'll only last Forever -Cagefight; or, Red&Black- I watch a pony show, you know, I bought this shirt with all my dough. I barely make a living wage. The cage, the cage, the cage. Jokes and whispers target me, But all I hear's a symphony Of classic strings and static rage. The cage, the cage, the cage. A seraph bathed in violet light, I'll sit awhile in her sight Till I believe myself a mage. The cage, the cage, the cage. Chaos, disorder, I am a savior. My wise behavior Belies my age. Hand me the night and grant me the light. (I can direct them, I'll do it right.) Here are my Elements, here is my might Set with the stars on a universe stage, for all to see— The cage. -Sun Of Light- She— Bright, fierce, piercing, Power beyond power, life beyond life, Magic—but what can you say about the sun that hasn't been said already? Better to be still, Better to stay silent, Better to lay quiet. Life Has never been captured by philosophers, painters, or poets. The wind Blows where it pleases. Light Is very hard to see. -Equestria- A way along the riverside In plaintive sighs And in a nightingale whose cries Ring through the skies so far above Ablaze with stars I find my love My love. And in that day past winter’s creep When sleep departs and bullfrogs leap From thawing earth to birth their young I see what love What love is worth. And when a laugh allays a fear When little jumps cross frightful gaps When dancing devils disappear And sincere hearts break evil's traps I know that love That love is near. But on that day when laughter ends In mournful notes When death's dream kingdom visits friends With lucid dreams And melodies no more can pour From out their throats When stillness overtakes the mind And chaos, chaos comes to bear Upon this mortal flesh Ripping in Without regard to rhyme or reason Or decency when no mere verse can hold the weight but it slips, it pulls the rug out from under itself falling in on its meanings fighting a shadow struggling to remain what it is and to know that life is always life and always lives no matter what the end or meaning is Reforming from the fallen ashes of Its former self, arisen all aglow— I learn what love What love is made out of. -The Dark Sun- Darkness and light In a serpentine dance Matter and form Rending concepts apart Silence and sound all around. Delicate flight Of the temporal chance Unyielding storm Of a terrible art Silence and sound all around. Passion and fright Singing spiritual chants Blind to the worm Nested deep in the heart Silence and sound all around. Poetry, O poetry, Why have you forsaken me? -Purity Of Heart Is To Will One Thing- Fluttershy, kindness flows from your heart destroying your enemies— hatred, vice, and greed— turning ill will to good making friends of all. Applejack, honesty lives in your mind revealing the pure spark of truth to the eyes of the blind conquering darkness with light. Rainbow Dash, loyalty burns in your blood staining irrevocably red as life itself the bones of the dead arousing to beating life sleeping hearts. Rarity, generosity dances on your aura infusing the wavering wills of the double-minded with freedom and power to live true lives. Pinkie Pie, laughter glows in your eyes turning the selfish hopeless inside out with joy laying low the proud and melting hearts. Twilight Sparkle, magic fills your spirit living and breathing in your heart its home bringing harmony to the world and destroying death through love. -The Moon Cannot Be Stolen- Emblems of emerald, sapphire, jade Evanesce, fade, E'en though by masters of high art arrayed. Glittering diamonds deceive, and the wise Gladly despise Gemstones that dazzle the shallow man’s eyes. Better in silence at nighttime to seek Beauty, mystique By the reflections of light on a creek. //-------------------------------------------------------// Additions //-------------------------------------------------------// Additions -Ekstasis (Nightmare)- In unreal void dimensions, in a sea Of living colors cast in subtle shades, More varied than the boils of light which burst To soak night streets in sickly liquid hues, Lit by no earthly halogen, but by The nervous, lonely minds of those they seek: A formless form—does that make sense?—was I, Bounded by the inertia of my will, Determined by the space I chose to hold, Which was not space but some quite other thing Ideal, indifferent, immaterial, Surrounding me not as a prison, nor Quite as a presence, but in thought alone, As if one wore a chain of magic steel Which loosened as its limit was approached And weighed as much as fear and hope combined. You would not recognize me in this state. But in that world of pure emotion, where Thoughts dart through frozen fog like sullen moths And float toward angry neon lights of heart, Brave lights of light, electric-passioned souls, I think that even you would feel at home: There is, in each of us, an unreal life.