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“All great conversions are born from the sudden revelation of life's meaninglessness. Nothing could be more moving or more impressive than this sudden apprehension of the void of existence.”

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Tears and Saints

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“When he was hidden in shadows, he looked up at the night sky. He had no choice. He pressed his hands against his forehead, trying to think of another possibility. There was none. He wiped at the hot tears stinging his eyes, then slowly he lifted his arms to the fathomless black sky. He could endure anything if he knew Serena was safe. Anything. "Father of night and evil, I call you." A primitive vibration trembled in the air. He knew the Atrox was near. "Allow me to cross over and become your servant again." A deadly cold throbbed through him with the ancient rhythm of evil. "I come freely," Stanton added and felt something collapse inside him. "Take me back to the night." Spears of lightning crackled across the sky and a concussion boomed through the earth, releasing the sulfurous smells of hell. Then a raven-black cloud seeped up from the ground and hovered around him. Stanton held an image of Serena's face deep inside him as he breathed the icy spirit of the Atrox back into his body. The chill seeped deep inside him, wintry tentacles reaching down to his bones. The Atrox embraced him and welcomed him back to its congregation. Its raw power surged through him and when Stanton opened his eyes, he again ruled the night. The world around him seemed sharper now, as if he could see in the dark. His pain was gone and in its place he felt a dark joy. He grinned as the wild rapture seized him. This time he was no longer invitus. Evil pulsed through him without guilt or worry, consequence or remorse. He breathed in the feel of it, then leaned back and became a black mist, hissing into the air.”

“Lives to Serve Before I Sleep (The Poem) Lives to serve before I sleep, 'cause service is my salvation; Wounds to heal before I sleep, 'cause time is wailing for absolution; Bridges to build before I sleep, 'cause too many walls are raised already; Peoples to unite before I sleep, 'cause civilization is trembling and walking unsteady. Shackles to shatter before I sleep, 'cause corruption festers in the stagnant norm; Labels to erase before I sleep, 'cause they've only confused our global dorm; Sects to humanize before I sleep, 'cause segregation has weakened the human bond; Blades to burn before I sleep, 'cause they've turned the world into a bloody pond. Tears to wipe before I sleep, 'cause the society is lost in fun; Homes to heal before I sleep, 'cause ego has wrecked the nests a ton; Biases to alleviate before I sleep, 'cause bigotry has outweighed compassion; Purity to pour before I sleep, 'cause all are chasing petty gratification. Spirits to lift before I sleep, 'cause the minds are running dry; Gods to build before I sleep, 'cause orthodoxy makes humanity cry; Wars to end before I sleep, 'cause no life is expendable and puny; Humans to raise before I sleep, 'cause where humans act human there reigns harmony.”