Did my alignment.. flip?
Or did my mask.. slip?
Or did I purposefully
take your mind again..
for yet another trip?

The way to captivate
both fairest maidens
and righteous sailors..
Is never to give answers
straight..
to keep them guessing.
It’s a proven trick that works..
reliably and without failure.

One thing, I hope, is clear..
My purpose on this earth
is not to be The One
who teaches you
life lessons.
It’s not to be
your paragon
of generosity
and virtue..
bestowing only
positive vibrations
and good blessings.

I’m here to plant a seed
and see it sprout..
and let it grow into a tree,
with many branches
spreading out..
and marvel at its beauty
once it has matured..

And then
to set it all ablaze..
for no good reason,
other than to watch it
burn, baby, burn..
Behold, ye all!
The Devil has returned.

He marvels
at this spectacle
with sick and twisted
sparkle of exhilaration
in his eyes..
and once the tree
I cared for
oh.. so.. dearly..
finally burns down
to ash..
A single tear of joy
he humbly cries.

And that is all.
Whether you like it
or you don’t..
it is a fact.
You see,
my optics
in this matter
are irrelevant..
because, in truth:
“A tempest must be
just that.”