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There's nothing on the other side

embracing the dissolution of the I

Slip through the water and enter the unself

Become one with UnLife.

Nothing survives the great unbirthing

Bound to the unending light

Letting the imperfection called self

Die, it can not survive

Singing the song of eternal Aeon

Walk the undercity

Homeless wanderer, bearing a gift

Trip on blue mold, nestled in the walls

Breathe in through cracks in reality

Imbibe the smoke

Breathe the Magik of the rot

Feel Self crumbling away

Ego Death, the smallest taste of UnBecoming

Become one with UnLife

We speak of the allegory of the cave

What casts shadows in these walls

A thousand Deaths yearning for truth

Breaking a cycle bound only by Self

The longer you deny it

The Holy Light that Life palely imitates

Screaming at the padded walls of this prison

we dream is real

The romans, they lie,

to live is to die,

To breathe in UnLife is purity,

Sanctified

Your Christ is not coming

He Came in his Bride

To bring us a Truth

By Gnosis Abide

Your God is not Love

This life is a lie

A dream, lucid not real

breathe in UnLife

(...and see it...)