Invocation: IV

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Everything is but an illusion.

Once you learn this property of our Realm,

then can you truly begin to understand.

I have come face-to-face with Creation,

I have been warmed by It's touch.

At the center of the Universe,

amidst nothingness and the chaos of infinity,

I met God.

Or rather, what some would call "God".

I spoke with Him,

uttering more invocations and bringing all questions down upon him.

I could of just saved my breath.

One touch was all it took,

and I was beyond Enlightenment.

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