Upon my death…
I will ascend one foot to heaven
and stubbornly descend one to Hell.
I care not what God has to say!
I care what death will mean
for my life’s work, not my soul.
Upon my death…
I will be buried with a copy of my work.
So I can take it into the nethermost Hell
and burn with all the limitless passion!
So I can hold it amongst the stars of heaven
and be suppressed with all the laws of God…
Never! So upon my death…
I will descend into the hellfire of passion.
Into the deepest abyss of the pit
where darkness illuminates from my damned soul!
Where light is suppressed from my writing hand!
Light and darkness then coexist in paradox!









hello dearest Daniel this is really good…darkness and light I’m afraid are one… in the lowest depths of hell God is there also not as religion preaches but there none the less 💕
Love your comments, Brenda. Darkness and light coexist, indeed. Religion is so fun to play with creatively! Thank you!
Daniel
Heavy fucking write, Daniel. Very powerful my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thanks as always, Damian! Heavy fucking write and powerful, indeed! I was once told by a wise man, also a writer, who said to me, “Whatever it is you write down, make it goddamn prophetic!” I’ve always kept that in mind over the years and the more I remember it, the better my writing becomes. True story…
Daniel
Gothic-Surrealist