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Ta Panta: the Re-Enchantment of Chaos

It's all imaginary it's all real it's all ephemeral all eternal every little gesture every racing emotion every breathless whisper every dark and mystical room overflowing with night air and moonlight nothing is ever lost truth is what is not forgotten suffering, we learn learning is remembering the pain you give me brings me back to myself and I remember who and what I was before I had eyes or ears or even chloroplasts the symbol on my hand is changing on fire like all of gleaming reality itself the pearl of price which blinds the impoverished merchants who wander naked and lost hawking all their wares on every noisome corner the fire is all consuming all sanctifying all purifying all changing all revealing I am in the fire and in the fire, all is holy and every last thing is eternally in flames (even the merchants) and sleep is the great activity and death is a dear friend who betrays with one kiss but whose betrayal is love incarnate I am one with my many selves and though I may be above you you hear my voice you fumble after the meaning until it finds you I am the light bursting out of a broken lantern the diamond with an infinite number of perfect cuts the voice crying milk and honey into the wilderness the children's song that flies above the lamentation up on the desert plane the melody that found its way into your equations the dream that startles you wide awake the life that pulsates in decay and corruption the happily ever after horror story I am the unstoppable force that meets the immovable object and the result is nothing nothing but the purest, clearest light that has never entered the mind take heart, my love the raging storms of your own neurochemical electricity will give birth to their own silence all thought is designed to produce its own resounding negation all speech is born to fade beautifully all music is played until it is over and it's closing time and the bars empty and the streets grow silent and still under the street lights and the last enemy, who you fear with the Great Fear unmasks herself, a friend and a lover The Lover of lovers and trembling you fall forever into her holy and erotic embrace

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