When I glance in the inner core
the effect causes its cause,
then, slaves are free to will
or to cross the supreme door.
When I look at the cosmic mirror
the universe see itself through me.

When I look for its outside
all I see is its inside,
Isn't every equivalence unique?
Aren't all the sides one?

The doors of truth perception
are locked from within
as the great primordial burst echo
fades in the human domain.
Cognition is disconnected
where incongruity is the law.

Words and images revolve
around subjective axes,
schemes are drawn on quicksands,
miserable efforts to understand.

Evanescent references slip toward
average views where opposites have intruded
God and devil are meaningless words
since damnation and bless are the same tool

Blind are the living interactions,
their incomplete cognition mirrors
countless deficient pearls of wisdom
whirling together against them.

Intellect cannot process the joke
that light and dark are made of smoke,
that good and evil are empty puns,
as the left hand is the right one.

Drown in endless dualisms
printed on the same coin,
opposites are combined
in sets of endless sizes

I live in a dream far away
where the moon can hide the sun,
I am awake in a world of clay
where opposites are one,

when the cause interchanges the effect
through infinite sets of events,
the effect moves with its cause,
extremes dance through the same laws

"Excess of sorrow laughs,
excess of joy weeps."
Ego and reality never danced
together in mutual accord
as in every mind there's an inner
unity of blended antipodes.