through a glass, darkly

asato ma sad gamaya
tamaso ma jyotir gamaya
mrityor ma amritam gamaya


from the unreal, lead me to the real
from darkness, lead me to the light
from death, lead me to immortality

--Brhadaranyaka Upanisad



through a glass, darkly

i. and the lord's hand moves on the scheme of my nerves
ii. it's all dirty flesh digging through to find the pearl
iii. i need to feel it when the rain starts coming on

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