Reversing the view towards the soul Absorbed
from the swirl of the chaotic ego Naked from
the warm familiar company of matter Here
desires and fears are shaped, uncontrolled
multiplied in the rhythm of
ecstasy gathered under the threat
of upcoming afflictions Parallel futures
that may never happen are blocking the
entrance of the inner most sanctum They are
the guardians Who is the master of this cosmos
? Who posted them here ? Illumination comes
from within and levitates the
Eidolon Effigies and marble busts lined
in external chains silent, laden with
creases deep like self deceit They seem lost
in their contemplation their laurel wreath is
withered Now I know how felt the first
amphibian when allowing the air to inhabit in
its lungs The sceptre was always in my
hand ESOPTRO
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