| Silent night, oh silent night
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| Six senses electrified
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| The vibrations contort as my awareness enters
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| Into the fire of an intangible eye
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| I arrive at the infinite present
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| The inward spatial dimension
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| Spiraling deeper into the origin of consciousness
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| I gaze upon the astral glow, drawn into the roots of creation
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| In silence, I hear the voice of truth
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| Wordless, shapeless, listen
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| Untouched by the hands of time
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| These ancient whispers of collective knowledge
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| I have entered the shared mind
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| I bear witness to the mind at large
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| Two steps above, two steps above
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| To the antecedent of thought
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| I stand above, I soar above
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| The confines of fear
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| And in this instant, I feel Arachne’s gentle vibratory touch
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| Raising my frequency
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| Greeting me, preceding me
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| Sharing her knowledge of this higher reality
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| (We're never alone)
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| At the origin of me is the origin of everything
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| All that is, interconnected in her hallowed labyrinth
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| There is no other way
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| One observed history
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| In the mold of limitless possibility
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| There is no other way
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| One observed history
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| In this moment, we choose what becomes of this
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| Riding the web |