Beyond the Ninth, so much more is born,
an ancient factory; the fish’s mouth!
Spitting stars and matter,
only to consume them again,
in a process of galactic trial and error.
A place where dreams come true
A place where dreams end
Exploding matter, stars collapsing
The dream arise, another planet dies
Infinity pulsating, creation fading
A swollen star, rapidly diminishing
Causal manner entwined, back and forth no more
The lotus expanding as the fish slowly withers
The thousand petals yearning the same
In the archetypal garden dreamers gather,
not a thought forgotten, never led astray
Corrupt from within…
The Sky World of 13 layers, reachable by human sacrifice.
Burning and twitching bodies ascend!
Writhing… Twirling…
