The never-ending towers we clamber…to achieve some sense of greatness.
Lest we find that within, the spirals of silence beckon us to truth that there is no height or depth; only that which we create and the illusions which drive us further into abeyance. The illusions of power are the first sign that we speak to gods of deceit. Then we grasp…and continue our ascent into the stone towers that create our very prisons within.
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