SCATTERED THOUGHT

I lost track of time

And the possibilities of all ages fell within my Reach

Impossibly Measuring the worth of youth in immortality

Reminiscing Upon the secrets of my First Lovers

Who built me new Hearts made of precious stones

Burning in desire but cold to the touch

Steam arising from the mesh of elements consisted within creation

Truly expressed in physical interaction

But communicated in Spiritual Rendezvous

That the Mental Stimulation of Emotions dwell within Logic and Reason

So Mote it Be

That the Evils Die in Silence without Knowledge of their Existence

May no path trace to their remembrance in any Generation

Though the Goodness of this World manifests on every Universal Plane without Limit or Resolution.

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