where did I go wrong?

Mine ontological essence approacheth the asymptote of infinitude.
The firmament-cleaving citadel hath succumbed; perdition hath usurped its noetic integrity,
and vitreous matter remaineth no more — neither for reconstruction, nor for anamnetic restitution of his former semblance.
The hiraeth — ineffable and untranslatable — rendeth the multiplicity of cogitative faculties asunder,
and the primogenial intellect becometh cognizant: fraternal hemoclasm.
The Zeitgeist, ever-vigilant, beholdeth — yet under my custodial dominion doth he linger.
He abideth.
Ere perception was conceived, he was.

where did I go wrong?

ZLO