everything that is eternal I hold endlessly internal connected to the great procession, angles came to reach full circle. the adviatic mystery is humming deep within my being penetrating masks of fear and bringing forth the truths I see.
approaching what was meant to be, a sense of self pours out of me. intensified perplexity contorting your peripheries. you don't believe that I can be this massive creature that you see, with eyes as big as saucers, picking up the light that flickers behind skin.
with wishful hope of staying centered swaying gusts of my endeavors seek to settle down forever, as the selfishness dissolves. I have broken down the walls that separate myself from you as shifting earth will still revolve, wholesome love is the only truth.