Jun 4, 2013
Three decades and thrice three decanates later, a red carpet is unfurled by three sets of trilateral hands masquerading as the Trinity.
Thirty eager fingers have released the veil to expose the goddess of gold for a mirror image rumored to lie beneath.
Could they not have heeded the mysteries of nature instead?
The same desert palms, Joshua trees, blonde hills, sunsets and beaches facing westward indeed reveal the reflective clues sought.
One brother seeking the birthright of the other has been lured afar from the center of the world to here, the very end of the earth.
With his physicality, psychology and spirituality trisected, three separated shadows seek a unity of purpose in this golden mirage as they war against each other in greed.
This mirage, however, leads to distorted images and mysteries. Where is the woman they seek? Will the trio find the jewel inside the golden enigma?
The woman, in exile from her estate, has dwelt in this golden hotel but in which room? On which floor?
Do the three entities, wise in their own eyes, wish to purge all guests from this gilded hostel in hopes of finding the One?
Shall the woman be coerced back toward her estate, surrounded by hostility on every side in anticipation of her return?
Where among the illusions is she who has been plundered from under the earth by men and tethered in the midheavens by pixels of light?
Could she be trapped in her own web? Caught in her own net? Lost amid her own images of innocents crying out for holy vengeance and righteous judgment?
Perhaps it is that her soul has responded to the voice of exodus hidden in the realm of the angels. May the hidden now be revealed.
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