Morning Beresheet Bara Elohim

Nothing wrinkles the brain
Just as nothing ever has and will
For The God of Nothing
Mind not these entropic sparks
The realm which you believe is stable
Is a massive tangle of these

It should have been easy
It was designed to be
There are two of us
There are three of them
Shadows casting light
So light might cast shadow

Amidst all this pain 
One silver lining exists
You took the hardest path 
Because you intended to
You took it, and that's something 
You intended, and that's everything

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