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We are born we are consciou, we do not possess mind 
Mind is a work in progress of life. 
It builds through the days of experiencial time 
conscious’s right there, right there so sublime
Tabula rasa not more then a lie
A misunderstanding of conscious and mind. 
A magical, mystical, invisible battlement
Prove of quantum physics entanglement 
A heavenly fairy tail: the gnome and the giant 
Or god himself split up in us all. 
The mind is for earthly ghosts to devour 
The conscious is sacred and ever divine. 
We are all but the same, the same in the dark. 
You would need to perceive there are forces beyond, 
beyond mind and self, beyond mind and time.  
Your consciousness would need a heavenly climb. 
As long as we dwell in material realm 
God will have a human persona, a form of a man. 
To understand creation from my point of view 
your name needs to die for the truth to shine through.

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