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The Praxis Of The Non BeingAs I initiate this journey, wrapped inRhapsody of sounds, wrapped in roses Rejoicing at every footstep, as the wind Swinged in evasive frenzy Like a buzzing of insects across, the black But enlightened night As I initiate this journey, planned before I be, Unseen by most, innocent in all its splendor A laying body cold, in contemplating joy Exhales from the attempt, repent to get near The praxis of the non-being A lifeless body casts, more than it is seen Like memory forever lasts The praxis of the non-being Ever holding his secrets, ever ... to be ... revealed ... destiny Foresee the traceries the galaxies make, as they spiral through the void And the intricate patterns the living make A lifeless body casts, more than it is seen Like memory forever lasts, the praxis of the non-being Ever holding his secrets, ever ... to be ... revealed ... destiny Smells like ever lasting dust, remaining ashes Leaving no footprints, lasting no shadow The praxis of the non-being, a lifeless body casts More than is seen, like memory forever lasts. |