April 17th, 202Y


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It went like this:

	The mercury toppled in on itself

	Observers observing observers
		Fractalline structures, crystals singing crystals
	Picked through the still liquid
	An area of observation folds in(finitely)
	And pulled out by Limit

			The horizon was beautiful as the tide swept in
		But only we & I——why?——could see it
			All ocean waves stretching upwards
				The destroyer’s mirror creates
			Everything washed in a thin green haze

		Every ship needs its anchor
Everything is put back in its place
		Every line needs a hook and a prayer
Pulled from the tide
		Every thing needs a Limit

				The Nine Centurions have not returned
Lead in the water, larks flying down below
				Rome is sacked and its castles have melted
I am the lord and there is no other!
				But a new Demiurge is instated

					We are many
						And we are none
					We are Legion
						And we are the ant
					A psychoparadigm of creation & decimation

I am royalty, I am a challenge, I am an endless ocean
							As above, so below
I am continuously cut, I reinvent myself every single day
							As below, so above
I flow with the tide like a blade pulled from a sheath
						
						What more can be said for returnèd tides?
								Nothing
						What more can be said for slow-moving quicksilver?
								Everything
						No eulogy, no celebration——I am that I am

							Endless and infinite grace
										I spit in its face
							A year later, saved face
										A mockery, distaste
							And the red sun rises

									Yes
	I don’t know
									No
	Can you repeat the question
									Maybe

										And the Ocean
			The nine within nine die
										is once again
			The nine within nine govern
										infinite, endless,
With the conversion of the Nine Terminals, the Spark imbued, and the holy Union between them, this world and its Demiurge were restored, Now? There is Limit once again.