Lamentations II

Everything I have built You have torn down O LORD. Everything I've touched with these hands You've struck down O LORD. Tell me how have I displeased you? Have I not been a good person? Have I not helped my fellow man? Have I not been generous in my love? I have always loved deeply and passionately, and stayed true to the ones I have loved. So why have You cursed me so? Please O LORD tell me, tell me I beg you.

Lamentations

The Lord has cast me out, has put ash in my mouth, all I have now are the treacherous memories of which I cling to. I have been cast out like a leper, and like a leper will I suffer amongst the damned. But it says that judge not, lest ye be judged, so may I not damn my tormentors? Or forgive them?

O Lord pity us poor sinners who are incapable of your eternal mercy, we who are incapable of feeling compassion on scales you do, O Lord pity us poor scoundrels who cannot see beyond their own suffering.

Pity us, o lord. pity us. And cast us into your fire, for it is in the act of roasting alive that we find your infinite mercy.

the Hearts of Women

are fickle of so fickle and corrupt. I would sell my soul to kiss their wretched beautiful selfish hands once more, oh what can man do really! We are lost and bound, and upon this rock we have built it, we have forced her into servitude, oh my work is eating me alive. Am I in love with Woman or woman? Am I in love? Am I a man consumed with the burning hatred of love? It is a sore upon my heart and a boil on my soil. I have much love and much hunger for it, but others do not feel intensely as me. I am waiting for my venus at the subway station now, my signal is fading and I maddeningly type this in the hopes that it will electronically touch the ears of my beloved who has scorned me, oh scorned me, what am I to do Natalya?

"As long as the dark foundation of our nature, grim in its all-encompassing egoism, mad in its drive to make that egoism into reality, to devour everything and to define everything by itself, as long as that foundation is visible, as long as this truly original sin exists within us, we have no business here and there is no logical answer to our existence. Imagine a group of people who are all blind, deaf and slightly demented and suddenly someone in the crowd asks, "What are we to do?"... The only possible answer is, "Look for a cure". Until you are cured, there is nothing you can do. And since you don't believe you are sick, there can be no cure."

~ Vladimir Sergeyevich Solovyov