"mirrored math at my head" originated as a line in this poem... by myself.
Open up At Dawn, With Dawn.
though this may be the darkest hour,
no one can HOLD Back the Dawn.
Yet Strong Angels, hold back the
strife until every heart
is sealed.
Let Darkness be ILLUMINATED.
an irreversible process.
Seeking external guidance.
Sensation.
Internal guidance.
"tangential thinking"
taking a line straight on circle,
as satellite,
When gravity disappears.
inertia.
keeps going down old patterns blindly.
awareness transforms. BE is a verb.
believing that i affected no heart,
WAS A CORPSE,
mirrored math at my head
TO HELP HEART
understand a BRUTAL Reality, ( Communal Consensual UNI-VERSE-ALL)
place of hatred, help, melt.
placed in strict isolation,
to effectively silence interaction,
hypnotically chanting truth VALUES.
CHAOS Becomes Beauty. Creation EVOLVES.