Knowing the Unknown

We walk together up and down,
Ever escalating,
A bond of hidden nature,
Stronger than those mundane,
Unlike dogmatic drones,
Who might be lost,
Without bible or mosque,
When deserted on an island,
Never able to recreate exactly,
Those texts they clung to so desperately,
Now really understanding desperation,
No, we can and will build from nothing,
Every single time,
We create from the absolute,
We divine the Divine,
We may switch systems like turning lights on and off,
At will, no fear of reprisal in excommunication,
Or being shunned but rather welcomed,
Occult electricity,
A steam engine unto self-propulsion,
A means toward ends meeting,
The in betweens,
A Nu breed of Witches,
Free and embracing history,
And all its messages,
We stand united,
Even when we fight,
In this our unfettered plight,
Knowing the Unknown.