Being

I am the reflex of an immortal being

This organic matter only represents me

And while material hatred reigns in the depths of the prison

I grow in strength and transcend to equilibrium

Links with a constant present

Turn me off from an illusory future

I’m the owner just of what I have created

By the intrinsic understanding of my only property

Great is the mind, the wise mother

Strong is the flesh, ready to burn

Proud is the truth, like no other

Immortal is the being, path with no return!

To feel existence there's no need to touch

To die in flesh there's no need to beg a pray

Why be so fast? Do you really need this rush?

You can learn by words you never will say

“Come outside to see the path

You’ve crossed almost it all

Keep your journey away from Matha

Then soon you will arrive Omors!”