This beautifully soul-crafted elixir, the illusive promise of eternal uplift.
Not the flippant fancy of the physical plane.
Transcribing between myriad forms, sometimes in perfect synchronized harmony at others what seems the rant of malady.
An ocean to contain within but a calm despite the swelling tide,
Pressing deep against the seams of self-belief and causal logic.
The fabric of time and space falls rich & luxuriously like a thick velvet curtain.
The many mysteries my cellular body knows but the mind won't help decipher.
To the ultimate of all of the universe's conspiracies, I humbly submit and my soul knows no greater empowerment yet!
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