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In silence I ascend,
The crowd cannot defend,
My spirit breaks the chain,
Alone, I find my reign.
Their voices fade to dust,
In shadows lies my trust,
No idol, creed, or shrine,
This solitude is mine.
The night becomes my guide,
Where empty echoes hide,
Beyond the reach of all,
I hear the deeper call.
The power grows within,
Unfettered, free of sin,
No prayer, no temple near,
The truth is crystal clear.
Alone, yet not confined,
A vast, unbroken mind,
In darkness I believe,
In solitude I breathe.
The idea#
Solitude as creed: no idol, no shrine, night as guide, power growing free of the crowd’s defense. Trance drive makes the isolation feel chosen rather than merely suffered—alone, yet not confined; a vast unbroken mind.
Their voices fade to dust; trust lies in shadows; the deeper call sits beyond everyone’s reach. Belief happens in darkness; breathing happens in solitude. The misspelled “religeon” in the title almost fits—a private orthodoxy that never needed a temple.
I hear neither pure arrogance nor pure wound. It is the sound of someone who found a god-shaped silence and stayed.
