Chaos Opaque
Speak of the path
and
it will be lost forever
Draw the map of its origin
and
nothing of it will remain
Speak not the unspeakable
for it's nothing, but name,
a tenfold of a thousand
mothers of something
and these will free
a child of its desires
it does not care for
Divide our oneness
not
from its provenance
That dark turning unity
where
ev'ry mysteries rests
in
the immense density
of
blessed nonexistence
where
the eternal abides
unseen
where he lives
¡vivit!
where he creates
© 2021-02-05
Demystified One.
Part of "the 100 project of T minus 1"
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