When the music ends and silence begins
Wrapping you in and consuming from within
Ah! the supreme egoist reigns
Blessed is he who is the master of nothin'
When the battle ends and clarity strikes
In your face with light and sound like thunder
Begins the journey back to source in strides
He revels amidst the chaos in silence and wonder
When perfection reveals itself in all glorious forms
Thus spake the ego in bliss supreme
Knowing the reason in glaring dichotomy
Leads an unconcerned and harmonious life
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