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What Is Destiny
What Is Destiny
Perhaps
The spores
Enacted us,
Intrusted us,
Encrusted us,
A priori,
With a sense
Divine,
Enlarging
Mind,
Evolving us
To search
The stars
For their
Survival.
And,
In just
This way,
Hammer
Anvil,
Chisel
Stone,
Throughout
The megalithic
March
Of our
Champagne,
Unrehearsed
To
Metaversed,
The entire
Procession
Of our
Dealings
Here,
Have merely
Been
A prelude to
Some
Transformation
From
Its crystaline
Form,
A chrysalis
Required
For
The final
Turn
Of events,
Revelation:
The end
Of all
Secrets.
Perhaps
The spores
Enacted us,
Intrusted us,
Encrusted us,
A priori,
With a sense
Divine,
Enlarging
Mind,
Evolving us
To search
The stars
For their
Survival.
And,
In just
This way,
Hammer
Anvil,
Chisel
Stone,
Throughout
The megalithic
March
Of our
Champagne,
Unrehearsed
To
Metaversed,
The entire
Procession
Of our
Dealings
Here,
Have merely
Been
A prelude to
Some
Transformation
From
Its crystaline
Form,
A chrysalis
Required
For
The final
Turn
Of events,
Revelation:
The end
Of all
Secrets.
Published 14th Apr 2022
Author's Note
The pantheon of our experiences culminates in understanding, letting go, releasing the need to understand at all.
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