Sojourner, lift your eyes and speak what you see.
Tell me ..
Where do your feet stand?
What marks this now from the previous moment?
What is the cause of chaos, and how does that aid you?
How does tumult become the way?
Where ends the reign of pandemonium?
Where is anarchy consummated?
Who sits alone upon that heave?
Who assists in that work?
When echoes the word and what transpires from that resonance?
What will you find Sojourner, when the last chord is sound?
What thread, O Sojourner, do you weave in this scheme?
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