The Temple of Curved Space

There’s a dent in the dimension of time that grows deeper and more undefined Like the wishes of man in his prime Vast Scope on each side Blind Curves for this temple of mine The Temple of the Curved Space A Gospel of the formulas A Garden In A Curved Space Expanding In Arrogance There’s a breach in the Spatial Design where gravity no longer applies Like the Wishes of man on repose more dimensions arose and raised my garden to higher plateaus A monolith of strange clay times bends another way Aspirations in a raw state Transcendence! The garden’s roots will burrow deep Merging theories with alchemy Feeding the womb of the worm The wonders of the Curved Space Change is a violent praise Eleven Strings, one for every wish 26, the sowing seeds will built makeshift reality In the soils of the this space I am the king and I will strum the Strings

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025