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And Shadow pulled the unconscious pool, accepting my mind, whispering:

 

“You do not exist, because there has always been nothing between us,

You have no form, for we morph to all experience in a pool of possibility,

You have no direction, for we understand by circling on all the pathways,

And you shall always return, for we have never once been disconnected.”

 

Then Reveal pushed upon my energetic form, and spoke unto its mold:

 

“No home will you know eternal, for I've given you a light filled universe,

No safe place will you find, for your eager honesty is a calming danger,

No peace will you idle in, for a dancers spirit moves each step forward,

And no situation will bind statically, for you sing foundational knowledge.”

 

And finally,

Sheen let me exist within myself, looking to cosmos, and assured me:

 

“Your sense of duality, is because you are the key to wholeness,

Your wayward paths, are the communication of polarized forces,

And you dwell within, to know without, what can remember itself,

For you are a beginning, an ending, and are always in becoming,

To be an ending, to begin a coming, and to realize yourself again.”

Admittedly,

My scribbles I’ve laughed at most, are usually the ones I will never post,

Cause chasing joyful bliss, can be absolutely dangerous to a tragic mind.

It was not the slowness of everyday people's minds that brought us to this ruin, 

It was the speedy intelligence of greed always acting thoughtlessly in its favour.

 

For a selfish person always thinks very quickly,

Inserting their needs into their thoughts first,

Which is always the easiest thing to envision.

And from self-idolatry and a savior's sensitivity,

Desiring to glow bright in a personal haunting.

 

But I have sat and contemplated my eternity,

Searching for light but ending in the darkness,

Which is why I only take what is needed of me,

Letting others sit beside me with equal place,

To make soothing music together while living.

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