Let me guide you—
Hear the master within,
The eternal witness,
Silent, unbroken.
I will unveil the hidden
architecture of existence,
Show you the pulse
beneath all form:
You are whole,
Self-existent,
Perpetual—
Never ephemeral.
Through shadowed lands
I will lead you,
With sparks of primordial light
Dancing at the edges of perception.
You have wandered astray,
Mistaking reflection for reality,
Drifting in the currents of illusion.
Let me reveal to you
The secret dwelling of being—
This sanctuary of the heart—
Where no other home is needed.
The mind's grasping,
its endless questioning,
Shatters only the fragile shell of peace.
Listen—truly listen—
To this woven song of unity.
Abide in the divine home,
Founded upon four eternal pillars:
Awakening,
Enlightenment,
Knowledge,
Wisdom.
Greater than the transient house
of the four elements:
the clay,
the wind,
the water,
the fire—
Which quiver,
then dissolve in time.
What you call truth
Is but shadow,
A mirage sustained by false ego,
Blind to the luminous source.
But if you listen—deeply, fully—
And let these words move
through you,
Silently or aloud,
You will awaken
to the hidden foundation
of all things—
The unseen lattice of being,
The eternal scaffold
on which the cosmos rests.
Love,
Your reflection
of the infinite truth,
Poo
—August 30,2025
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