Before the beginning of time
the seed of cosmic stardust
was sown into the primordial Aether
there to create all the incandescent gold of me
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Forged on the very Anvil of beingness
I am folded fine, thousands of times
the edge of my Soul shines sharp and brilliant
a clarion bell brimming full of galactic potential
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My consciousness is not transfixed here
it encompasses all that there is and has been
it extends far, far into the aeonial future
I, the real I, know no limits
I have no chains
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My beingness is seeped deep profound with pure white Magic
I have capacities which transcend my limited imagination
my power as both a God and a man knows no bounds
I, the alpha and omega, am a fiery circle of God’s ineffable intent
I am at one with His will and I burn within, a desert bush on a mountain side
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I seek all the wonders of creation beneficent with the gifts most sublime
I hold each treasure, each sparkle delight of 24 carat gold dust in my innermost core
the essence of eternity coats my translucent dragon wings as I soar among nebulae
I sail beyond the event horizon of this mundane life into dimensions without parallel
I have no chains
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Known, unknown and unknowable
I am a Magical being of the Universe
a star child born in space
who dances each second of his time
here, on earth, where it really matters.