In a space that is quite uncanny
Enfolding from plane to plane
You'll find there is no question
They are masters of their own domain
They can sequence and regress at your request
In fact you don't have to ask anyway
You will pitch, roll and yaw, and though rarely tame
They are masters of their own domain
Although they are rather translucent
Their intentions are rather opaque
Moving like mercury
With the power of Hercules
They enrapture you in their soul quake
Their code is well-encrypted
Their appearance classified
Describe as you may try,
Most must wait until they've died...to see; and behold once did enfold
They are masters of their own domain!
"Science without religion is lame. Religion without science is blind" - Albert Einstein
"The Mighty One appears, the horizon shines. Atum appears on the smell of his censing, the Sunshine- god has risen in the sky, the Mansion of the pyramidion is in joy and all its inmates are assembled, a voice calls out within the shrine, shouting reverberates around the Netherworld." - Egyptian Book of the Dead
"Man fears time, but time fears the Pyramids" - 9th century Arab proverb