Firmly I have sat at the entrance to my higher self.
Yet through your eyes I have passed this threshold, and within is where I've been for æons.
Fain would I have thee believe that I have passed into a higher self.
Fain would I have thee believe that I am better than I am.
For it is this fallicy that will bring you higher.
It is this lie that will make you strong.
Firmly I have stood in the realm of the luster.
Firmly I have grasped the reality before me.
Whom shall I be once you see me in a truer light.
I would not have you know that I am none other than a fool kissed by the divine,
an angel with iron wings.