By Kevin Hylands
and Qaballa connections
I'm struggling to try to comprehend,
from Egregor to Sephiroth,
Arcanum to Ain Soph,
to understand, I cannot pretend.
Yet, when deep in meditation,
With no mental reservation,
when I'm flying free as if a bird,
this esoteric vision
then appears as a schism
and a glimpse, of within, I observe.
The brightness of the light
against the shadows of the night,
Reality's paradoxical confusion.
Will I ever be able to reach
the truth the Ancients teach
Before my life reaches its conclusion?
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