No.4
It's been such a long time since I've done any formalized rituals or undergone heavy sessions for meditation. At this point in my life, I am comfortable with not maintaining constant ritual worship. Besides, the whole idea of forceful worship must never cease to be also suggestive of the many historical failures perpetrated by fallacious religious dogmatism.
Despite such resistance, there has been this nudging, this beckoning prodding the confines of my mind. I recall the black temple, the purple curtains, the red robes, the candles- the meditations demonstrating a natural immersion within varying localities. There exists this yearning inside of me, imploring me towards returning to a more intense esoteric pursuit.
The visage can be beautiful but the flame always burns it away. I embrace the fire, for reconstruction paves the way beyond the mirage. We dance in the shadows of the vibrant dissolution and life- death- to truly progress, we must perceive beyond.