Sliding Through the Cracks

I confess I'm a bit slippery

Cause I continue to roam free

I can be quite chameleon

Cause I traverse the Cosmic Tree

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The Dyer's given me a skeleton Key

To enter every vat

From pink as a starfish

To black as a wild cat

As I consent to being innocent

Yet absorb wisdom from the trident

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Master of the House strings the DNA chain

Like a rubic's cube newly configured

Again and again

No form ever the same

.

Yet the source component

Of the base and logos fractal

Is an imprint of that Cosmic Brain

Molding everything from bites to pterodactyls

Actual

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Twisting decohedrons this way and that

To expand the Maya

And tweek the dye in the vats

Like an archon magi

pulling surprises from hats

.

Yep that's my king in the lab coat

Cheming it up hard

Can't deny I'm scarred

Measuring my soul to the nano

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Turning up or turning down the heat

Grinding my grains coarse or fine

Purifying my body, heart and mind

So give it time

.

He can fast forward

He can rewind

It's all happening out of Time

Yet observers see me shine and dim

As I flip from righteous sheep

To fool goat cloaked in sin

.

This oscillation nauseating

But my trust is in him

To perfect that work in me

Which he did begin