Hermes Trismegistus:

In my sanctum is Nostradamus’
Prophecies laid bare,

To my crystal clear
Eyes I see the entire Cosmos

Clothed in language
Only I understood,

And ever present Sage
Immured within this heart of mine,

Whose inexorable diligence and steadfast longing for the Sublime
Propel my striving Spirit to heights

Undreamed-of; can at last behold that

Vast and light-enraptured realms, and their myriad manifestations and illuminations.


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