Gazing to those inner realms
On the trail of a thread of thought
The essence of one who made the passage
Moving close; creator of the utterance
The disturbance in my mind space
Through the open portal door ...
Close ... you arrived too late
Along those crystalline passages
As sin ... as the created program
Which we made you
As failure
As childishness
As blindness
When the truth was all around you ...
You call on your art
But we stand beside you all the time
Invisible because we choose to be
You permit it
You created it
You ...
But ye repelled that force
Distortions like ripples in the pool
Fooled you
But it was you who fooled yourself
Ye know the truth
Ye know it all
But it was you who made you forget
The former program within
Its guilt ... its emptiness ...
Disruptions beyond influenced
Turned program upon program
Created force
Summoned known malevolence of that time
Sent demons forth
Upon program
To destroy ...
Genetic malfunctions
Genetic distortions; throwing back
Distortions in the crystalline structure
Because even the highest can fall
Within the halls anything will occur
Ye are at war with yourself
Holding back the true force
Stagnating the current program
To prevent ...
To ensure it cannot re-occur
The mould that holds you
Keeps you in the ripple
To prevent a return to the repeating
An eddy in the form
Symbols surround
Are a concern
Distortions; reflections
A time of doom
Is the time of peace
Ye perceive
Understand
All is not what it seems
That which enchants those you are a part
But they fail to comprehend you
You permit it
You create it
You energise it
You call it your disguise
Break the mould
Break the stagnation
End the conflict
Program find peace with program
