Threading corridors of certainty Each doorway opens to recursion Thought I mapped the architecture But the walls breathe and rearrange Count the steps in spirals Seven turns, then nine, then four The compass spins inside my skull North becomes a memory Enigma The maze rebuilds itself Enigma I am the architect and prisoner both Watch me solve what cannot hold its shape Meditation shows me patterns Sacred geometry dissolves Every answer births new questions Fractal hallways, infinite regression They say enlightenment awaits At the center of the labyrinth But the center keeps relocating Just beyond my fingertips Trace the edges Find the seams Where does the thinker end And the thought begin? Maybe clarity's the illusion Maybe confusion is the only honest state Maybe the seeking IS the finding Maybe the cage is made of light Enigma The walls are breathing now Enigma I built this prison from my certainty Watch me dissolve what I cannot escape Surrender to the shifting Let the pattern come undone The labyrinth was always empty I am walking through myself Shifting, shifting Thought I knew Shifting, shifting Nothing holds Ohhhhhahhhh Ohhhhhahhhh (Enigma)
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