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Dec 2013
There's no one left for me on this earth (any-more),
Just forms and shadows that drift between worlds.

The intangible is perfection,
Thought is divine;
Welcome to The Entheon:
God is in the mind.

On the soul's hearth
are the surface thoughts
which emanate consciousness
from the context of it all.
Consciousness/Context
Sentience/Subtext
Mydriasis Aletheia
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Mydriasis Aletheia  29/Other/Empyrean
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