The light at the end of the tunnel
It is within my hands
The destination of completion
I am old and new
Never aging
That which is chased and never destroyed
Light,
I am you and you are me
The embracing one
He who was born from nothing
The one that shimmers in darkness
Gifter of fruits of and desires
Limitation there is not
Wielder and holder of all dreams and realities
There are none that I do not control
Evolution there is
Impeccable I am to all other things
He who is Greatened
That which is Greater
Vengeance is his
But a roaring Lion I am
The higher and the lower made one
Backward and forward
And forward and backward in each word
About the Creator
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