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THE KEYSTONE OF TIME

Climbing a stair towards an uncertain goalAges pass with each step you take forwardThe stairs fall away behind you as you ascendTowards the apex of this infinite tower A spiral stairway suspended upon a pole,this axis is the keystone of timeAnother persona, stage or...

FADE

Life has taken it's course, leaving me dying in pain Although I know I cannot fade, the sting still remains The sting of my enemy, as he conquers my domain The thought of ways forgotten, as they're left behind in vain For the ideals I hold true, and the knowledge I've...

INFINITY WITHIN THE LITERAL

The purpose of life is to discover what you are In death, we are life itself that moment fused with eternity, all-embracing presence the timeless now, the progenitor of all particulars the unborn and the inscrutable the intimate and familiar the blissful and...

TWENTY-TWO KEYS

Eternal silence begets a spontaneous question arising within boundless space it claims a strong identity THIS, embraced eternally and expressed endlessly circumscribed with possibility moving forth relentlessly fragments fusing constantly shaped by pure necessity We...

THE FLICKERING FLAME

First you must forget all that you know. Within the source of knowledge appear all possibilities, let go of your position and the twilight state appears. Without definition, without limitation that which is undefined is the origin of definite things. Wisdom is the...

THE LABYRINTH AND THE WAY

There once was a labyrinth. It was not just any old sequence of confusing paths and corridors, but was instead a mighty maze of incredible puzzlement. Within that labyrinth lived rocks, trees, insects, animals and people of various shapes and sizes. Very few of these...

THE SEVENTH ORDER

The time had come, I 'd reached the stairs As deception fell, I took the dare But I didn't know what I had to do No one but the scarabs knew A point in space, a point in time A 'chaoslace', an offbeat rhyme Another way to describe something That can never be explained...

THE ROBOT

Whenever, however, whichever, why? In what case does consciousness rise? Never is forever when perceptiveness dies Nothing is recognized due to its untimely demise Despite our protests and cries a robot is not aware, it's only a disguise The motions are known, the...

THE LADY OF MYSTERY

the yin and the yang, at terminus, interchange spinning the wheel of eternity providing the ceaseless motion those beautiful attractions that compel us to continue poetry becomes science and mystery, dissertation logic becomes emotion and longing fulfilled is a name...

DARKNESS, LIGHT, FLUX, & ALL

Grace is in place Reflected in your face of the fall, naught but a trace within the seed of darkness is light within division, connection within paradox, certainty what am I to do with the glowing ghost of you what am I do say to insure this feeling I'll not betray...
THE KEYSTONE OF TIME

THE KEYSTONE OF TIME

Climbing a stair towards an uncertain goalAges pass with each step you take forwardThe stairs fall away behind you as you ascendTowards the apex of this infinite tower A spiral stairway suspended upon a pole,this axis is the keystone of timeAnother persona, stage or role, another journey, adventure or rhyme Who places pressure, who enticesWho frames images and cuts time in slicesWho raises the tower and who chooses to climbWho can unlock the keystone of time Who chooses the season in which to beginWho gazes outward, and who looks withinWho smashes the tower as the stars alignTo unlock the secret of the keystone of time

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FADE

FADE

Life has taken it's course, leaving me dying in pain Although I know I cannot fade, the sting still remains The sting of my enemy, as he conquers my domain The thought of ways forgotten, as they're left behind in vain For the ideals I hold true, and the knowledge I've obtained Will do no good to others who would rather have wealth than wisdom And many throughout time have suffered my fate And they gaze into me, as I lie at death's gate It does no good to curse him, for my enemy is part of me and it does no good to hate him, that will never set me free So all I can do is accept it, while this moment still remains So I may reflect on all I've lived as I drift beyond all pains

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INFINITY WITHIN THE LITERAL

INFINITY WITHIN THE LITERAL

The purpose of life is to discover what you are In death, we are life itself that moment fused with eternity, all-embracing presence the timeless now, the progenitor of all particulars the unborn and the inscrutable the intimate and familiar the blissful and terrifying undeniable reality love flows between individuals when they open to one another but love itself is what they are infinity within the literal the unity of time and the timeless the philosopher's stone at the heart of existence no adjuncts, nothing external no crutches, nothing to cling to no goal, no purpose forever filled with presence in a state of tension waiting expectantly for nothing in particular like a hunter in his blind thus meditate on the Self Asking only, “Who am I”? While knowing that you are not anything that...

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TWENTY-TWO KEYS

TWENTY-TWO KEYS

Eternal silence begets a spontaneous question arising within boundless space it claims a strong identity THIS, embraced eternally and expressed endlessly circumscribed with possibility moving forth relentlessly fragments fusing constantly shaped by pure necessity We are motivated by this dance, and yet must integrate the expanse, Focusing upon the task at hand, Releasing preconceptions upon demand. The elements in their intent Unto seekers their powers lent, To forge a balance transcending time, balance between the heart and the mind. actuality, indomitable and whole reflected in nature's fractured frame reveals itself, majesty of power and love when we are able to call its name Surrendering the mind, Surrendering the body, Surrendering identity, The sage is existence Tarot Trumps 0: The...

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THE FLICKERING FLAME

THE FLICKERING FLAME

First you must forget all that you know. Within the source of knowledge appear all possibilities, let go of your position and the twilight state appears. Without definition, without limitation that which is undefined is the origin of definite things. Wisdom is the transcendence of knowledge, a total eclipse of the need to interpret and understand. Seeking the transformation that comes from recognition of self, you flicker like an uncertain flame, awareness of your existence constantly waxing and waning. Having known even for a moment what is, the fire cannot die. In time it will certainly become a bright and shining light. Moments of abidance in reality alternate with identification with illusion, yet the awakening of the validity of being is now certain. Resistance engendered by the...

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THE LABYRINTH AND THE WAY

THE LABYRINTH AND THE WAY

There once was a labyrinth. It was not just any old sequence of confusing paths and corridors, but was instead a mighty maze of incredible puzzlement. Within that labyrinth lived rocks, trees, insects, animals and people of various shapes and sizes. Very few of these beings knew that they lived in a labyrinth, and few knew where they came from and where they were going. Some of them were happy, and some of them were very sad. Some were completely unaware of the maze around them, and some had a sneaking suspicion that “something” was going on, although they could not put their fingers on it. A few of these people had discovered the nature of the world around them, and sought to solve the puzzles inherent in its nature. Even fewer had solved the labyrinth, and their fellows would not...

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THE SEVENTH ORDER

THE SEVENTH ORDER

The time had come, I 'd reached the stairs As deception fell, I took the dare But I didn't know what I had to do No one but the scarabs knew A point in space, a point in time A 'chaoslace', an offbeat rhyme Another way to describe something That can never be explained The trees fell into themselves The water spoke, as nature swells The ascent continued indefinitely And the wolf, he came along with me Positive and negative A knot in time, a loop of thread A group of stars in infinity A thought in vain, if you can't see The patterns fell, the scarabs weaved Like Prometheus, the fire retrieved But it's a long way down I must endure the fall to reach the ground As the seventh order falls And you must flee those marble halls Will you fade away Or will you salvage another day? Me and the wolf,...

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THE ROBOT

THE ROBOT

Whenever, however, whichever, why? In what case does consciousness rise? Never is forever when perceptiveness dies Nothing is recognized due to its untimely demise Despite our protests and cries a robot is not aware, it's only a disguise The motions are known, the batteries charged Seconds are ticking past, by bit and by large Even despair may be feigned, artificial regents reign Within the fleshy palace of the divine No one is watching, nor hears another call No voyeur is peering into the windows of the soul Light brings knowledge and suffering The dark is gentle in its embrace Which is a worse sentence, oblivion or sentience? Knowledge is a razor by which we test our ability to feel By cuts and by pain, by fire and by rain a spectre is raised from the blind machine Only to find there...

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THE LADY OF MYSTERY

THE LADY OF MYSTERY

the yin and the yang, at terminus, interchange spinning the wheel of eternity providing the ceaseless motion those beautiful attractions that compel us to continue poetry becomes science and mystery, dissertation logic becomes emotion and longing fulfilled is a name for the Self the soothing parable the honey-coated touch of theorization words being some solace, a shelter from the raw edge of realization yet this is deception still the Self is not any part of this enjoy the rounds, the round about, if you will, if not, then abide there is on the far shore a keenness, yet soft beyond description, where all alchemies are made as one and from whom the methods of mystery take up their notation all vain efforts arising in emulation to encapsulate the truth stymied in desolation by the...

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DARKNESS, LIGHT, FLUX, & ALL

DARKNESS, LIGHT, FLUX, & ALL

Grace is in place Reflected in your face of the fall, naught but a trace within the seed of darkness is light within division, connection within paradox, certainty what am I to do with the glowing ghost of you what am I do say to insure this feeling I'll not betray where am I to go? You are everywhere, I know Darkness, light, flux and all Several routes lead to a dream Several signs and several screams Several roads which may betray Several paths that will delay Several nights, and several days Several truths, and several ways Within all these routes what stays the same? It is for this precious thing that we play the game When I am wrong, it is myself I blame Error, the source of every shame Yet the very identity, at time disdained Is that same truth I would attain Proximity of the...

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Elsydeon Quotes:

“Existence is the Dream of Divinity, whereby its Nature is illustrated through reflection.”