I transport spirit out of body.
Pushing outwards beyond the aethers.
Where no physical matter exists.
The shallow liquid mirror utters.
Words without meaning or sound.
The density of distortion is so great.
To defy the lie with muteness.
Greater than a thousand setting suns.
I float outwards to another world.
Where characters are dark shadows.
My soul projects the astral Northwards.
Beyond the eye of third degree.
Until I have reached my destination.
The lands beyond timelessness.
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