The Dark Hallway of Time

In the infinitude of existence, we find ourselves here and now, time and space perfectly warped for our particular delusion. Truth melts and fades with perception like so many candles lighting the dark hallway of time. The bumbling jesters are intoxicated with power, trading tricks for treats in the grand illusion. The veil waxes and wanes with the tides, the distant moons enlightening our little game, if only for a minute. With all truths left bare, the question yet lingers: how will we respond? With hate in our hearts? … or with LOVE?


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