Dear Siren, I keep falling deep down into my abyss
in search of different versions of my truths.
Silent artist,
re-perfected versions of existence
Some Souls will sing a song
once being a story of re-designed Truths.
You after Time,
Once upon a time there lived a deeply believable Truth
that was overthrown by other Truths…
Plutonian Labyrinth,
Fragment and fragment,
existence is a fragmented dimension.
Alchemical ink,
Some concepts have the power to connect
the seemingly unconnectable.
Melting stained glass,
It takes courage to be an artist of new paradigms.
Great creators dare to step beyond all the definitions.
Multi-truth mirror,
Escape the Universal dream
and its global single-Truth empire.
not-enough-perfected Truth-laundering
Great philosophy is always in transition,
in fragments of ever-expanding definitions.
No perfection,
Re-masterpiece your worldview
through more daring versions of Truth-design.
mainstream Truth fugitive