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In the twilight of my thoughts, I drift

In the twilight of my thoughts, I drift,
An inward journey, an endless quest,
Self-knowledge, an adventure, a hidden gift,
That carries me far, into the depths of my chest.
Through the corridors of my mind, I wander,
A stream of consciousness, a boundless sea,
Reflecting on shadows, both near and yonder,
In the labyrinth of self, where truths are free.
Comprehensive knowledge of the shadow, they say,
Can cast a veil, a profound darkness,
Personality problems arise, like a stormy bay,
Unimaginable struggles, silently found.
For this reason, the alchemists spoke,
Of nigredo, melancholia, a blacker than black,
A darkness so deep, it seems like a joke,
Yet within it, lies the path we lack.
In this shadowed realm, I find confusion,
Mental mazes, twisted and intricate,
Each step forward, a powerful illusion,
Of clarity gained, through the fires of yearning.
The shadow within me, a mirror so stark,
Reflects parts of me, unknown, unseen,
Into its depths, I embark,
On a journey through the unseen and in-between.
With each revelation, the darkness grows,
A blacker black, that swallows the light,
Yet in this void, understanding flows,
A beacon of truth, in the heart of night.
Self-knowledge, a profound adventure,
Carries me far, into the depths of my soul,
Through the shadows, where mysteries are found,
Toward a wholeness, a vision made whole.
In the flux of thoughts, I navigate,
The intricate dance of light and dark,
Embracing the shadow, my destined fate,
For within the black, lies the eternal spark.
And so, I wander, in this stream of being,
A mystical journey, deep and vast,
Through the shadow, I am seeing,
The true self, emerging at last.
For in the depths of the darkest night,
When shadows loom and fears ignite,
I find within, a hidden light,
Guiding me through the endless night.
With each step, the esoteric unfolds,
A tapestry of secrets, ancient and wise,
Revealing the mysteries the universe holds,
In the sacred dance of abysses and highs.
In silence, I hear the call,
Of ancient whispers, of cosmic lore,
An inward journey, where shadows fall,
To uncover the truth and much more.
Thus, I embrace the shadow's embrace,
A dance of darkness, a path of light,
For in this mystical, esoteric space,
I find my soul's deepest sight.

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