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MR. IGNATIUS BLISS


By GunpowderPlot(30)



I take out the Oijjia board and place it centered on the floor,

I place my hands upon the planchet, just like the times before.

I say a silent prayer to God so that I may be protected,

Then ask the world of the unknown, who wishes to be accepted.

“Is there any spirit in this room that wishes to come and chat?”

The sign moves slow and it reaches “Yes”, before I’ve finished that.

I ask the Ghost, “what is your name?” and “How’d you come to die?”

He answers his name is Ignatius Bliss, and he is no more dead than I.

It moves so smooth and quickly that I become a little frightened,

“Where are you from?” I question him and soon I am enlighten.

“I’m within the darkness same as you, but I without confusion“,

He continues, “everything that you know and see, is actually illusion.

We exist as part of the greater whole, and everything’s not as it seems.

The reality is dark like eternal sleep, and your life is but the dreams.”

I ask for proof as simple minds do, How do I know this isn’t fable.

It moves from the L to O-O-K, and the board lifts from the table.

Just as fast the board drops back, I grab my pad to document,

But before I have a chance to write, by itself the pen just went.

I can see it write the name seven times, “Mr. Ignatius Bliss,”

And now I become a bit more scared, what in heaven’s name is this?

Just as fast as I have the thought I hear it answered back aloud,

“You welcomed me into your realm, and I’ve now passed through the shroud.”

At this time I just happen to glance at mirror hung on the wall,

I don’t see me, but in my place is him, he smiles and that is all…

So now I finish were the other being left, it is I and it’s my right,

I have taken over as narrator, and it is I that won the fight.

Mr. Ignatius Bliss

Mr. Ignatius Bliss

Mr. Ignatius Bliss

Mr. Ignatius Bliss

Mr. Ignatius Bliss

Mr. Ignatius Bliss

Mr. Ignatius Bliss




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