My mirror sees perfectly*
In this hollow chamber all that is around
Many seek outside itself and never to be found
So a train is created in collective Consciousness
All is following a belief that conforms and resists
Though many even say with hope that this is the day
But they still do not see the Truth aimlessly running astray
No their reliance is from something that they cannot see
Really what is missing, is looking back at them to be
It is the being that created them through Love as it knows
But to them they are formed in biology and that is the way it goes
Never taking that next step in Awareness that is their inner guide
Instead what they see is outside themselves, that they will confide
They give more belief to that, a slave that makes them their creed
To make the mirror perfect and both of them agreed
A hell could be established if they do get out of line
Deeper they are with this syndrome, becomes the prison in their mind
So once again they look for perfection in their world of make believe
It is really a hell in continuance, a devil they have made to conceive
Dom*Colucci 2012
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