as above
and so below
and what lies
in between
the overlapping
angles of the sight
of eyes unseen..?
we the builders
and the bricks..
we the scribes
of our own lores
shaping pyramids
in testament
of transduction of
these forms
of cell in cell
and spinning chains
of unconverted
strings of code..
our strength is in
the finding
that we are but one
whole
single soul..
and so we come
in triad union,
and so we strike
the chords
of harmony
in every heart..
we will become
our long lost lords..
we have always known
the circle games..
what goes comes round
again..
with cubes defined
our sense of place..
built solid space which
did not bend
like trees or grass
or human will,
but there discovey
did not end..
as now, by threes,
our power grows,
and bound in spirit,
we ascend..
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