For the contest "Inward Journey", sponsored by Nayda Ivette Negron Flores. Date posted : July 7, 2026
I invent the free-will tenets shaping the ego in the realm of fantasized self-deception. The stain of murky disdain blemishes my face, I traverse the slimy ground of cardinal mud. Life is stifled by the corrupt clutch hidden within, in penitence I feel the spiteful pangs of pain. I travel unshackled out of the abyss of despair on the inward journey through epiphany layers, perceive in the soul the flush of divine beacon, lighting the corridor leading to the abode of bliss. The consciousness compass of the errant mind finds the illumined introspection path of acuity. The door of the inner sanctum then opens, where the lotus blooms with heavenly sheen, shining the soul with astral glare in deep space with the flaring brilliance of billion suns. In my self-searching voyage to eternity the inner galaxy makes me a living light.
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