Ideosynchronicity - Golden Dawn

Deep in the corners of your innermost dreams

Chaos is order and nothing as it seems

You gather with reason and rational brain

But these weapons remain blunt, you are slowly getting insane

A trip between galaxies and black holes

Is what one can experience inside one’s soul

The projection of cosmos makes up every cell

Not outside but inwards we should dwell

Above is as below, the ideosynchronicity is the secrecy

I’ve finally understood that outside is but a shadow

Of what is inside of me

If one dreams his dream alone it is all his own

Hallucinating fantasy

The way we all dream at day and ourselves betray

Is called reality