True False IdolsA Poem by LovecraftMyth and Reality...
Vast are the gulfs where the Angels dwell
Where matter has no true form, And lies come down from above, Waiting to be expelled without doubt. Vast is the pit in which He dwells, His name echoing Lightbringer. Wrath and Pride has consumed thee, my Son, But you may yet redeem thyself again. He brings forth both Light and Dark, Love and Hate. The Duality of Gaia and her Home, Mother Earth. Soon shall it shatter into nothingness like the great Voids.
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