Paradox Of Origin (Origin Of Paradox) Poem by Leon Moon

Paradox Of Origin (Origin Of Paradox)



Paradise's Horizon -
Here true life begins.
Paradox of origin —
Where Freedom's locked in.

Sift though the mannerisms
Of a celestial hypnotist
Beyond ironic dualisms
Retrieving endless bliss
Why forge your vision into a prison
When behind your eye a portal twists
Where the death forever meet the living
In the pulses of a dawn you forge


It's up to you
How this day will end
Never know how you found yourself here
But it's you who chooses to come back again
Stuck in the feud
Never comes too soon
Waiting for this flesh to descend
Into something new
It's up to you
How this day will end
Never know how you found yourself here
But it's true it's you who chooses to come back again


(Never too soon
Into something new)


My first reminiscence of consciousness was
In the mind of a contradictory ventriloquist
Who slits his wrists as soon as he talks
Testimony of a witness who sees he has a hand in all,
Ever lit by the abyss
That's each of ours to hall
The riddle set in our core
Each breath we breathe rows us closer to home


Paradise's Horizon -
Here true life begins
Origin of Paradox —
Where Freedom's locked in


In the silent of explosion of a kiss
Sit and travel through the timeless mist
Open up your heart and don't waste the wish
A supernova star seed that can't be missed
Watch as we ride, a new clear tide
Atomically entwined, the soul's abode's so divine,
Memory-foam vacuum hiding inside
All there is to find, you know what's yours is mine



But it's up to you
How this day will end
Never know how you found yourself here
But it's you who chooses to come back again
Out of the blue
Crystal-glazed hue
My thoughts to you I send
Into something new
It's up to you
Now this day will end
And I know I'm bound to disappear
But I'm sure, my love, I'll see you again


Pluck off the shadow's of evening's headdress
Laugh at the seeds sewn by the illusionist
Who sets to express, only to impress
The world he infects,
And though it seems emptiness is derelict
This is just a thought ignorance inflicts
When you're face to face with the reflection
Of a bottomless pit infinite potential depicts
Into reality, you know it's always been like this

Paradise's Horizon -
Here true life begins.
Paradox of Origin -
Where Freedom's locked in...

It's up to you
How this day will end
Never know how you found yourself here
But true it's you who chooses to come back again
No choice to love
This dream I infuse
Together we ascend
Into something new
It's up to you
How this day will end
Together we ascend
Into something new..

- Origin of paradox
Paradox of origin -

Into something new

Into something new

Repaired and renewed

Together we ascend

Into something new

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at silverdale, in the early hours of nov 21st 2020
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