Adrift, in the chaos i form myself
A constellation, the core in
the centre of the cross
A glorious singularity
crowning an infernal sun.
Omnipotent, unending.
Inhaling the fumes of
Pangenator
Exhaling the fires of Panphage
Constant in Change
No beginning, no end.
Eternal internal
No beginning, no end
Manifesting outward
No beginning, no end
Eleven in two, in no-thing
The lack of definition that
makes all one in none
Crowned and Conquering
Child of the Aeon
Sun on Earth
Glorious nothingness
Timeless emptiness in a
self-spawned Space
Consciousness that speaks
in the silence
That knows no thought
Eternal and boundless
No beginning, no end
Oneness is nothingness
No beginning, no end
Manifesting to know thyself
No beginning, no end
To the comedy of Pan

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