verily, all there is to facts is concealed on this side of eternity, this plane of existence, this, our mother earth, birthed downwards for a sign that everyone and thing is reversed.
we've, from the beggining embodied lies on our frame, undertaking the forbidden, tucking prodigal sentiments in our inwards and they've swallowed whole our very essence encircled as prisoners in a globe. we've been contrary, casting shadows of flesh and bones on pathways fashioned to reveal we are our own worst enemies, the doppleganger transmutes the "light and darkness abides in you, in you good and evil, truth and lies like that ancient tree. smothering. there's a poignance of falling for traps with warped realities of space. time and cognition, opposing Spirit for the heaviest matter, married into a game with downward trajectories of vain living.
still, i am one to know right and do wrong, that apostle acknowldeging the sinsister assemblage of wars waged within. the person i was attests to the inticracy of this skewed paradigm how a parable lingers true; venerating few who find the narrow path by listening to echoes of paradoxical words from of old "to live, you must die to the vanity of vanities lavished in this world, for what is man, but a breathe in his nostrils?"
i'm grateful for who i'm becoming through and through, eternally grateful for The TRUTH.
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