Ode to Her

The vast infiuite abyss where we animate stratagems,
some-in perplexion thus act inwards towards safety,
balance is said to be needed, so tightly use both hands to strangle,
the ego with non-ego for the chance of combination,
waking all shadows within the gross and vile adversary,
submit ye self to love while acting in order with freewill,
then with will cometh hate, war and criticism, not the true self,
shadows made for the chance of union are imaginary,
repression fairs much better in delaying personal freedom,
forming odes, tales and to inconvenience oneself.

The scientific minds understand this well for it was written,
tested, tried and proved with personal conviction for their lady,
the lords are righteous in their inquests but lack the common touch,
so come with me sisters of shadow shining bright but shady,
I shall hold ye hands as we walk the narrow path towards rays,
that discriminate not always unless ye black, red or white,
colours are all inborn with divinity just as ye eyes,
empty was the abyss until time gave rubedo its blaze,
until the time come once more to ride ye pearl pubescent knight,
then once more ye shall become dark black yet stained all for noble prize.

Full conditions, paradoxes and bold standing statements,
I never spoke a lie in my life yet ye are more perfect,
ye explained to me how the sirens sing within the matrix,
the keymaker made but one key all for the one chosen sect,
who led a war upon heaven for it became all their hell,
unreal and unnatural gods manmade systems of control,
be not different to nature and her ever lasting glow,
nectar is made from flowers just like power in plasma cells,
ye be merry to drink deep from these words ye watering hole,
I shall spend days to please ye by learning to better compose.

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Embedded onto electrical surges by I.i.I,          
Inspired greatly by little books or was it a little book.