The Order of Destiny — Esoteric

The walls ripple... closing in... Driven forth... transcending streams of consciousness

As reason oppresses instinct Departure draws near until end That first and only certainty

And cause, some random inheritor of our misguided designs Not adorned with Except for the few who dare to visit this place

Never to be staid in unquestioned days But to roam free Shattering the banal conclusion

Difference brings disrepute All anarchic flood of rage

And fate may forsake

For the journey twists as you had it planted The seeds of what is ought Misfortune lurking every crevice Of this crooked quest

Frameworks Paths of truth and life Nothingness Only what we may become