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Walls marked the boundaries of mind’s intent.
Isolated in the refuge of forgetfulness where safety has become the blanket of sleep, swaddling Heaven's orphaned exiles in the wilderness of time.
Stone upon stone, joined by the mortar of grasping.
A megalith marking the territory of the forbidden.
Only to be traversed by the transparent.

The gate will not be taken by force. Not by coercion, seduction, enchantment or pleases.
The gate will not by taken, will not be tread by the confident explorer, by the brave warrior, or the stealthy thief. Not by the sage, the sorcerer, the shaman or the pandit.… Read More