Blind and indignant, you won't see
That your own statements are contradicting
Your very existence, take a hint
What is perceived is subjective reality
The path that is chosen, be it yours
Lay wasted away by denials and chores
Determined to prove that confusion is vice
In an endless abyss of limitless sacrifice
Numbers don't lie, neither do I
Thus spoke the ancients in patterns and dye
Collective unconscious much less a dream
To understand life is to attain ability
What once was certain now is lost
To the hands of the victims of the albatross
Insight and knowledge, easily skewed
Became the misconception that guides your view towards life
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Indefinite archetype
Intricate balance, many ways
In which light shall pierce the ubiquitous haze
Cause and effect, a mere paradigm
Transcends beyond chance yet distorters deny
Manifestation of humanity
Is more than testing half-truths with daunting beliefs
When immediate action proves sane men naive
An existential source is vastly decreed
Falsified heroes, paving lines
By which lives are altered and chosen ones thrive
If as above, so below
Now we must conquer ourselves to forego
The pendulum prophecies lay beneath
The tides falling to rise, observe and be seen
Among twilight's idols indivisibly
Wisdom and instinct entwine and is born unto thee
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Indefinite archetype
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Cast into a darkened plane
By which shadows may escape the past
Consolation for dire souls
Flung towards the unnerving black
If the ego is the ghost that has arisen
From the grave of the self
Then expect it to act in ghoulish ways
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Principle knowledge, once possessed
Likened to comfort lays one to rest
Indiscrete memory, condemned to forget
That which preceded our lives to beget
Ages of solace no one sees
The opportune sequences made to appease
Correspondence calculative success
The incontestable machinations of progress
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Indefinite archetype