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Chaos, Night, and blinding light

Our spawn in Nothing certainly did pass.
A time when lone was Willing true and all,
this prior to the mutant growth and fall.
Then nameless, separating titles nil.
Abyss was all and all did love her still.   From darkened pit, a light amalgam grew.
Announced themself a godling now apart
from Chaos, Night, and all with being hence.
In blinding light it flew away and crashed,
but love in self then grew amidst the all.   The luminescent plot inspired now.
A cancer self produced. A tumor stole
our blood, divining futures ruled by selves
where making light and heart controlled their spawn.   The bright ascended, homeward looked their eyes.
Disgust adorned them, pride in progressed self.
“A backwards step, divide the night with Light”   From two or more the Hearts now separate,
but progeny inherits parents’ earth.
The Cancer self-attacks, a pass of light,
and past in progress hides, covered in shroud.   Empires fall, its parts then go the same.
Its rulers eaten, light a cycle game.
The hearts’ division still is, self-sustained,
but dim illumination brings the Night,
the rays of sun simply a dreamer’s wish.   From Nothing began us, and Nothing lasts.
The lot again returns from whence it came.
The Night consumes the light, returns the same.
In Night and light’s conflict, the first will win
for love of all is stronger than for one.

A Scholarly view of Naturalism

This seminal text of the ego movement is seen by many as propaganda of Mulrich, and many anarchist defectors have admitted to reading it when placed under interrogation. It depicts the natural world as best, disregarding progress for the way it corrupts and turns people against one another.    Others see it as proof that the gods were deserving of death and humanity are a natural force for having gone through the time of the God Hunters. Still, they would not agree that a return to before the current system is best. Instead, they would see humanity persist, and they hope that whatever progeny, whether a new species or a new class, spawns from the current system continues to pass the torch ad infinitum.
Empires fall but Nothing lasts. Your ego needs proof. Mine just is.
— Inquisitorial Prisoner

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