A point .......return
Past the point of no return,
We grok the onward seeking...
Someone calls out unheeded.
So to the journey we continue...
Love, Truth, Life is our venue.
When born we are torn,
Fighting for innocence we commence...
The the Light we see is pure.
As conditioning takes hold of our world...
Darkness confuses the Lightness.
'Ware some warn as shadows borne,
Consumption will be mitigation...
Anger, stress, consumes our living.
Violence occurs in the plight to fight...
The encompassing revels of Dark.
Then comes time after weary climes,
The ending of assimilation begins...
The unending fight to be Light finished.
Released we are lost to pick the pieces...
What's left to give and train the Fleeces.
Compassion ruled the day and Dark,
Held at bay in the play of innocence...
Again to be wrought, wrested from thought.
The ploys of the Vampire's desires...
No longer aconcealed, all revealed.
The question is asked, energies amass;
The Gathering has come to become ONE...
Soon forces to unite will cojoin.
The coin is disked entertaining bliss...
She comes, the harlot of the Abysssss.
To question her be subtle, as mettle;
She will bind you and blind you...
The reality found will surely astound!
Even the best will capitulate, fail the test...
When tis time The Tarot is keyed.
Revelations and insight the veil lifts,
Exposing True Sight and folly...
Accept and Heal, this is to be Real.
Deny and cry the lost at cost...
Awakened no more you will be or are lost.
We grok the onward seeking...
Someone calls out unheeded.
So to the journey we continue...
Love, Truth, Life is our venue.
When born we are torn,
Fighting for innocence we commence...
The the Light we see is pure.
As conditioning takes hold of our world...
Darkness confuses the Lightness.
'Ware some warn as shadows borne,
Consumption will be mitigation...
Anger, stress, consumes our living.
Violence occurs in the plight to fight...
The encompassing revels of Dark.
Then comes time after weary climes,
The ending of assimilation begins...
The unending fight to be Light finished.
Released we are lost to pick the pieces...
What's left to give and train the Fleeces.
Compassion ruled the day and Dark,
Held at bay in the play of innocence...
Again to be wrought, wrested from thought.
The ploys of the Vampire's desires...
No longer aconcealed, all revealed.
The question is asked, energies amass;
The Gathering has come to become ONE...
Soon forces to unite will cojoin.
The coin is disked entertaining bliss...
She comes, the harlot of the Abysssss.
To question her be subtle, as mettle;
She will bind you and blind you...
The reality found will surely astound!
Even the best will capitulate, fail the test...
When tis time The Tarot is keyed.
Revelations and insight the veil lifts,
Exposing True Sight and folly...
Accept and Heal, this is to be Real.
Deny and cry the lost at cost...
Awakened no more you will be or are lost.
