Show Thyself - Sweet inspiration! Where are thee now?
Myself- I vibrate as a perfect tone
Upon the Lyre of Life lest I become one..
And purchase damnation with my coin.
Life and love and communion gather at the nexus of purpose whilst
I rail 'gainst blind fate!
Madness lifts and reason bestows it's strained presence upon
my fevered brow.
Fevered of a purpose I never would have
guessed/nor admitted to.....
Seven become one to hold counsel with the One.
Bringing forth the children of commerce and community.
Recognize and Name them that shall come.
Love them, He shall and embrace
Them to his breast as he did their Mother's in their making.
Joining Hands and Chants,
And Heaven and Hell shall become as One and the same.
Each mellowing the other...at His command.
Come you now into his presence and Cleave the armour of self-deceit,
Be bathed in pure white light
For now quickens all!
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