The Tour Guide
I've invited everyone Who needs to be here To be Here. I've invited you . If you got the invitation, You knew. When Your thoughts And memories Each untangle, Every moment will then contain An unfolding certainty Where Lifetimes Within lifetimes Play out Like dreams Within dreams. Your thoughts beget thoughts. You knew this And always did. For a time You exist Lost in that Hall of Mirrors As an echoed Reflection Of the "Finite forever." There, Many are lost On the wheel Stretched out in Moments Of despair. Others find their way. Do not buckle under the weight, brother. You will wander through passages of the unknown Carrying the code, And if you make it, Which you most certainly will, You will be Sworn to secrecy. Hush. For now, a riddle: When The encompassed encompasses And the encoded encodes, The encoders will be encoded. The divined will divine divination As the dividing divides dividers; The artificial artifices act as An artifact of ance