Poem: One last hooray for freedom

I stand here offer the precipice of my own life,

To fight or die, maybe for the last time,

One last hooray for myself, reason and life.

The fight, a two front war against effrontery,

The left and right, hate, are anti rights and want you to die,

There effrontery a single united front against human might.

Instead I stand outside their fight,

And offer man an fight for his own life,

This fight an battle of making one’s life more divine,

The divine of leading an happy life.

Mans life is an end in its own life,

Man is an being of ideas, philosophy his peer,

Death does not mater, life is here.

As I’m standing offer the precipice of my own life,

I can only do one thing for my life, and that is to declare war,

An war on German idealism, for it is death worship,

An war against Hermetic, Gnostic and Abrahamic mysticism,

For it only worships suffering as an fake bliss,

But most of all an war on bad ideas.