along the mirrored streams
of consciousness, we
abandon all hopes...
leaving past for future
leaving future for present,
accepting ignorance
over intelligence...
beside the streams of
thoughtfulness lies an
irrelevant desperation
for the truth instead of lies,
all the wandering souls
in search of the same,
escaping death and the
journey to valhalla,
not the game or car
the warrior's destination.
withing waters of awareness,
we bathe away sins
replenishing that which
gives us life... a blinding
resurrection accompanied
by a poorly written narrative
of inescapable salvation.
July 21, 2025
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