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Sunday, 31 October 2010
The Testament
 by Mark Anthony Signorelli (November 2010)
Heiligenstadt, October 6, 1802 You men who account me spiteful or stubborn or proud,
Or out of some hatred of man, aloof from the crowd,
How greatly you wrong me, failing to comprehend
The secret cause of those manners which so offend.
Since I was a boy, I have felt my ardent mind
Suffused with goodwill, nor was I disinclined
To achieve great things, which I strove for endlessly;
But for six years now, from a hopeless malady
I have suffered, compelled to confess to myself at last
That no cure is at hand, that the terrible years which have past
But prelude a tedious life thus afflicted and lonely, more>>> Posted on 10/31/2010 3:38 PM by NER
Comments
1 Mar 2011
 Charles
I am truly sorry for you. But what you have to realize is, how can you expect to be aesthetically competant when your thought and perception is not a product of your own personal human experience, yet a mut of external doctorines by which you so avidlt adhere to. For when you commit your whole soul to a doctorine it becomes you because that is what moderates your thought ( being whether or not it is in accordance with the docorine that has aesthetically standarized you). Wake up and express a peice of yourself not a peice of your religion. 1 Mar 2011
John
i have come to the conclusion that you have forced such consistency upon your life, that your mind seeks other facets of eclectisism which manifests itself within the tumultuous emotions that you put forth in this poem. |