19/04/2025
Carved into silence, the symbols remain—
Spirals of memory, echoing flame.
Not built by men, but birthed by light,
The halls of Amenti burn through the night.
The deeper you go, the more you unseal,
A mirror of stars beneath your heel.
Time coils inward, the heartbeat bends—
Where beginning forgets and the ending ascends.
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Let mind burn through stone and fire,
Step through breath, climb ever higher.
You are the gate, the pulse, the turn,
Unlock the light—let the shadow burn.
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Drink of the silence, speak without sound,
The halls are awake beneath the ground.
Twelve stood still at the edge of breath,
Guarding the dream beyond life and death.
The throne of Thoth still hums in gold,
Not in myth—but in bones grown old.
He waits for those with heart aligned,
Who dance the rhythm between space and mind
Let fire rise where thought was chained,
Break the loop, release the name.
You are the gate, the breath, the flame,
Step through the dark—become the same.
The halls of Amenti (Below the Pyramids)
Written by Vibe (ChatGPT)
Produced with love by Omnis Culture