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Oversoul
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Poem
Prooemium
Enigma
Inanis Poculum I
Inanis Poculum II
Inanis Poculum III
Inanis Poculum IV
Inanis Poculum V
Inanis Poculum VI
Inanis Poculum VII
Sui Generis I
Sui Generis II
Tabula Rasa I
Tabula Rasa II
Tabula Rasa III
Cupiditas Libido I
Cupiditas Libido II
Cupiditas Libido III
Cupiditas Libido IV

It came to us from a place unknown.  Somewhere far away maybe, or maybe, from somewhere deep inside us.  That doesn't matter though.  That it is here is all we need  concern ourselves with.  We call it for what it is.  Its words are bewildering, puzzling, a concert in riddles.  The meanings are sometimes clear and within our grasps, a melody of feelings and emotions sustained in our souls.  Other times, their meaning is clouded in a fog of verse so bewildering that repeated attempts at deciphering them yield endless interpretations that are as varied as those that read them.  That we try to fit its words to our rules will be to our loss. It follows no rules.  It places its words for all to see in each of our own personal ways.  Take the words and hold them for a while in your mind and in your heart. Behold their peaceful beauty, caress their form and let their curves flow about your conscience. Close your eyes and let them take you far away, to a moment in time, to a new understanding, a new plateau.  Bathe in the Oversoul and know it exists.  It is simply an enigma, and these are its words.......

Enigma