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Futher down the stairs I climb
Level by level, deeper, deeper
Serene within the unconscious mind
The silent, vigilant sleeper
Voices parade and dance in the air
Welcoming, calming, easing the fear
Consciousness melts away without care
The silence is golden within my ear
Visons are taken away with a spell
Thoughts pervading and norms now gone
Those of a vestigial Heaven and Hell
Eradicated with the coming of the dawn
I must re-educate myself in the way
Cast off past bias, release my ego
Then I may continue along, not stray
Reach the shores of this archipelago
The waters are rough, the stakes high
And the ideal is clear in my mind:
Psychich mitosis
Is the white light of Gnosis
Remaining elusive with closeness
And it is never hopeless

Sir Smittius