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Apr 2013
One's Mind is as a Prism
One's Body is a Mirror;
One's Reality is a reflection
of that Prism on that Mirror:

The functionality of one's Prism
becomes apparent
as the images reflected upon their Mirrors
become manifest:

We ourselves are all Sacred Mirrors;
Our lives are Divinity itself
and our Bodies are the Cathedral
where Art is stained-glass windows and Prayer
all of which built as an effigy to the Godself
in order to re-acknowledge the Godself
and to defy the Illusion of separation
inherent in our mortal Existence within this
Chapel of Sacred Mirrors
we've come to call the Universe.

We ourselves as well as all that we perceive are Reflections of the Divine,
thus collectively and holistically All becomes a Chapel of Sacred Mirrors.
Somewhat of an homage to, as well as inspired by, Alex Grey's poetry and painting:

http://www.cosm.org/

Addendum: Do not throw stones in the Chapel of Mirrors!!
Further Reading:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/the-mystic-1/
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/maya-1/
Anubis the Philosomancer
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