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Mountain Ice
Ice paths… You must find your line.
Every step is a place to find
The divine death… Compose your mind.
One must look deep and imagine
The plummet with the summit distanced
In darkness that consumes in soul
Fabric of black hole, entrance – Entranced
Never to be seen or heard in the endless fall.
One must be impervious, make oneself a beast,
Ice over ice, physiognomy of uppermost seriousness
For this most serious task of ascension into the iciest
Heights, vociferating and vibrating in cavernous darkness.
This frame is omnipresent in all things,
Watch them manifest in fractal shiftings.
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