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 ancestry. 

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You are here where nobody hears you

Unless they can hear you. 

Your words mean nothing

Unless they mean something.

Nobody will see you 

Since they cannot see you.

And for now, 

It's only you

And me

And the others.

(1749) 2B /  המשיך

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