A great yearning brings the chase to a ravished and ravishing nothing. All the light you pursued becomes darkness on an impregnable path.

Delusion is now possible for a time, if time it is. Begat phantasm shall keep you company. If you demand satisfaction here it will fatefully curl into painful self-fulfilling prophecy. You may impale yourself on branches or flay your hide in the briar and then construe this as a victory of Self. Emptiness is opportunity to become bloated full with visionary camouflage and this must be taken to prove something, to prove your self is full worthy and it was neither your fault nor your responsibility.

Imagine a secret liquor from an unknowable gland, heaven, and it has leaked into the cage. And once heaven touches the broken gestures of the caged, there can be no more cages.

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