the land of budding bibles
the religion before it becomes religion
the words before they are spoken
the immortality before birth
before our magical conjuring
takes it all away
You do control everything
but if you move to grasp it
it is gone
and what is the use of that split second
stretched to eternity?
so we prop up our sigil
the ornately decorated selfie
until the vibrations remind us
that this is not real
breathing deep
we repeat the mantra
we see the lights
and step back through the gate
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