Aesthetica, Autotelia, Esoterica

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March 5, 2025, 7:33 p.m.

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Aesthetica - How gorgeously you paint the skies every morning. Even more beautiful than yesterday. Your shades of blue, unending, deeper. If I could look hard enough, behind the clouds, I can almost see you. Guide my hand that I might be able to create something even just a fraction close to your perfection.

Autotelia - You wake me in the morning. You put one of my feet in front of the other, and then you put the other in front of that, and you move me forward through space. You make me know what to say, you make me know what to listen to, you bring these words out of me. What is your reason? Only you know. You and you alone. Guide my legs, that I walk only in your direction.

Esoterica - The truth. Veritas. Omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient. In highest mountains, in steepest valleys, your reason lies somewhere there. Behind every veil, every trick, magick, science, and lies. You are there. Guide my eyes, that I may see you.

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