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Approaching the Divine

Hold me rapt in your gaze Between celebration and ceremony Hold me lost in your mystery Impermanence promised Through parted lips Red with maybe Dark with no. Sometimes worship means accepting that we can be both invited and not welcome, The divine lesson: Truth was made to be desired Transformed by trespass We were only meant to ask

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Literature

Approaching the Divine

Hold me rapt in your gaze Between celebration and ceremony Hold me lost in your mystery Impermanence promised Through parted lips Red with maybe Dark with no. Sometimes worship means accepting that we can be both invited and not welcome, The divine lesson: Truth was made to be desired Transformed by trespass We were only meant to ask

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Who said we gave up?

When the shards of silvered glass settle on the ground at our feet, our trained response to the stimulus is to examine our image in them. The plurality of polyhedrons share a similar propensity for reflection but we're  too transparent and it's apparent that our apparitions have been cultivated from something insubstantial. There's the clothes but like all postmodern emperors we're most comfortable shielded by lies from inquiring eyes; our naked intentions an exposé on the excellent job we've done industrializing individuality. So no, they may reflect ideas but they don't return any light, they're black holes as far as the enquiring eyes

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