Anomie

Splinters of rainbow and aluminium in the mind's eye. Discordant sounds Are killing me. I need stillness; tranquillity The eternal conflict is inherent in nature and culture. The Dionysian defies; the Apollonian protects. In an age of excess, there is a grave imbalance: Impossible connections; widespread anomie. Icarus flew too close to the sun. All the fallen angels; inverted Christs Are corrupted by the world's vices. Infernal ageing process requires new flesh. The pursuit of novelty leads to despair. Woe to those who create iron cages. And scorn the greater offerings of the spirit. Woe to those who steal the light from Azure skies of grace and innocence.