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Pacification of spirit and mind;
looking within, in order to rewind.
Journey future's present, passing;
no time to think, time everlasting.
Not here or now, nevermore regret;
time doesn't pass, never to forget.
Consciousness in the light of day;
subconsciously aware, orderly play.
Indigo knows the right way for you;
upon gnosis, very wise, very true.
Awake, while dreaming in this place;
outside of time, nevermore to erase.
Surface of plenty, dance of living;
cannot receive, if nothing giving.
Seeking glory within, without doubt,
knowing life begins, from inside out.
Perfection of faith, is so very small;
Master it my son, and master it all.
And to my daughter, patience spent;
to always know, my love forever sent.
Pacification of the time and season;
learning a path, of logic and reason.
Walking within, will you ever find;
a peaceful bliss, of velvet divine.
Understanding deeply within a soul;
direly pressing forward to the just goal.
Where time stands still, it doesn't end;
neither a beginning, either, my friend.
Never the future, only present tense;
past tense pretense, making sense.
Time still passing, while sitting still;
tuning frequency, someone can feel.
Is it surreal, or merely a virtual fake;
only so much life, one flesh can take.
Manifesting multidimensional reality;
seeking one within, teaching blind see.
Bio molecular computing, organic frame;
at atomic level, all are something same.
Stardust seed, frequency vibrations tuned;
gentle word of love, fragile code, life ensued.
Motion by desire, product of will and grace;
forever nothing, with something to replace.
Expansion of the mind, inside to rewind;
playing eternally, seeking forever to remind.
Something who you are, not something to do;
remembering who you are, something within you.
You've been here before, some time in the past;
knowing the energy of the soul, will forever last.
Now open those weary eyes, and look out to see;
patterns repeated universally, infinitely we are free.
No energy cannot die, you are never really dead;
reality is all you are, just a thought within a head.
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