from the vistors

Sweet souls are only true
When the neddle of experience peirces
Heart of physical matters

Judgement ,sinner or runner
Fighter or survivor
Only your walk through the light passage
Will tell,if rest comes in darkness
Before the astreal age to die again
Gost of a ghost manifest ,posses the flesh

Walk head held high
Or low
Amisdt the confusion
To or not to entertain the illusions?
For your dark date
or your dance on black fire
Awaits any second of the day

Sigh relief
Don't think
Just let go
Go with the flow
-Passages from wholey paper-
Fragements of universail conciousness
Are one in the infinte serpents universe
A unit in infite misery
And on the other hand
Theirs a unit for infinite bliss
And still,
still night-

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