Lost in Strange Fire

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welcome to the labyrinth it watches those it leads astray stare too long at a wall and it will design for you a trap we travel its deceitful corridors in search of the dreams we cannot catch lures that allude to better paths many are led astray they walk the halls of darkness seeking light they seldom find the labyrinth is everywhere shifting moving walls that block the curious and driving insane with meandering it mocks those who search who patterns search who leave breadcrumbs as markers who scratch way marks on walls that erase their efforts the labyrinth divide defies those who touch it's bitter to the taste it echoes noises unfamiliar is visible in glimpses that pass out of memory and entices with aromas those it leads into pits and mires we are born into this maze of midgard and made to believe that the true path is found in wise instruction in ancient saints difficult to know in the words of gods pinned in the candlelight of psychophants that's right i said psycho this labyrinth exults in the brilliant in the intrepid re researcher it takes pleasure in the efforts of genius and it has observed countless billions of souls lose themselves in its dark passages and hallways signs the burning torches of strange fire lying statues the labyrinth leads astray the whole world passed in prison ever seeking to lead its victims into portals that only lead them back into the maze but there is one lap there is one the labyrinth fears the soul that stops following the design of the demo urge and only looks within this soul ceases to see the world through sight and begins to follow the inner light this individual the labyrinth cannot contain for they no longer follow a strange fire there are many of us inside this maze but the more we contemplate this environment we find ourselves to be in the more it seems to unravel to be constructed of the same substance as dreams if the earth was the size of a pea the sun would be the size of a beach ball eight miles away and this model is proportionately true of the electron nucleus of an atom the area of an atom is less than point zero zero zero one percent mass with orbiting electrons moving at speed so fast as to create a shell that holds nothing even the nucleus of an atom when magnified dissolves into an oscillating field of pure energy so with mass we have trillions of spaces of 0.0001 mass that do not touch each other that we call physical reality a vast backfield of empty space by which all perceived phenomena manifests this is not the real universe but a containment shell a manufactured illusion of reality it is the holy sphere greater minds than i refer to this experience as a simulation that i exist within a simulated reality that mimics physicality by projecting for me a world that exchanges information via my five physical senses i know that by virtue of imagination intent and activity i can create my own reality within this series of simulated holograms if i am immersed within a medium of hilary holography that also spans the entire present human experience then i am connected to every other human alive and my imagination and thoughts must have some power to alter the coding of my own and the lives of others to me thoughts carry more substance than the physical world constructed of merely oscillating energy fields when i close my eyes and dwell on these things my musings are more real to me than this maze i cannot see [Music] you