Gnosis, God knows, is always hip—
be it ganja or a Hermann Hesse trip
(Demian deifying metamorphosis…)

appearing harmless until too late:
a terminal necrosis.

What for some was illumination—
for others dark neurosis,

is known experimentally
(or through osmosis).

The breath of divine enlightenment,
no mere halitosis,
may blow so hard the house implodes
in psychosis.

Thank God the Christ has come in flesh;
let this our mutual faith refresh
to break the cursed hypnosis.