Too easily do I forget my Self Getting caught up In the dream of this world Do I react out of habit A habit of learned ignorance Of unknown lies A habit of mistaken truths And pre-programed inheritance
In the midst of falling Am I jar'd awake In the aftermath I reflect in quiet contemplation Taking stock of the mess of consequence Do I question everything Tracing back in step Where once I entered in this labrynth
Now knowing my doppelganers genesis I seek to understand it's seemingly inherit nessecity Probing the darkness of insecurities Exploring the hidden coves of covert intents Do I search in shadow the cause of this creation
With the flame of awareness Do I shine the healing light of truth Upon the golden calf That was once myself And the world in which I lived
With the fire of forgivness Am I consumed by the Creators contentment Transformed in an alchamey of consciousness Reborn Arising from the ashes of fallen constructs Does the phoneix of understanding take flight Where in its wake Do the many marvels of the unknowable unfold
It is here you will find Me It is here you will find your Self It is here you will find the One and the many
