"You came seeking truth," it says. "But truth cannot swim. it sinks." The voice is familiar. Perhaps reason, perhaps madness, or perhaps they are lovers. Finally indistinguishable beneath the same dark tide.
Into the abyss that is the mind, I dive seeking the threshold voice that is neither sane nor mad, but suspended in between where light drowns in understanding and darkness learns to whisper beautiful sounds that water the meadows of the soul with love and wisdom but just enough to maintain form.... Thank you.
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Into the abyss that is the mind, I dive seeking the threshold voice that is neither sane nor mad, but suspended in between where light drowns in understanding and darkness learns to whisper beautiful sounds that water the meadows of the soul with love and wisdom but just enough to maintain form.... Thank you.
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The clay god----The voice in the hollow
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