“Do you accept this symbol, as your very axiom, your way to life?”
As colors seem to dance, and light displays a resonant tone, we find ourselves warming by a familiar fire. We pretending that it does not move on and constant. Further that it does not consume all suggested manifestion, which will undoubtedly appear again and again.
Does your symbol have 5 points? Perhaps it has a 6th? Maybe you notice, that the symbol also must have a center, and if you are aware, you must know that it is also in movement (which means these points are multiplied)?
There are angles, lines and emergent displays of energy transduction. Light, sound...as the rails vibrate on throughout Infinity.
Is this...do you take this as your infinity?
This is then, your infinity. As you become partial, to that symbol, as you search for it, and invision the symbol, your chosen symbol. This symbol emergent throught the looking glass of time, that very metatrons cube, you show a prejudice towards prior and too further manifestation.
Have you forgotten that these work as a singularity. Cut the root, or the stalk, and the entire structure falls.
Awe but still, there you are, only to gaze upon one moment, grasping at time, your time, your precious time as the symbols fire off their assumed unique identity, and move back into the Sphere.
There is a moment, within this flash of time, where one moment outshines every other. Will you then be my muse?