What could be behind the door?
Possibly more?
Or more of the same,
relics treasures of the arcane,
or insight; to the core?

Our benign social conscious grew,
Into dogma righteousness flew,
Up above the heaven's heights,
plunge below eternal nights,
You tell you to be you.

***; death; ****; HORROR...
...Love; serenity; ambrosia; ORDER...

Simulated visions
Narcotic apparitions
The thundering seashore.