through a glass, darkly
	asato ma sad gamaya
	tamaso ma jyotir gamaya
	mrityor ma amritam gamaya
	from the unreal, lead me to the real
	from darkness, lead me to the light
	from death, lead me to immortality
--Brhadaranyaka Upanisad
through a glass, darkly
i. and the lord's hand moves on 
the scheme of my nerves
ii. it's all dirty flesh digging through to find the 
pearl
iii. i need to feel it when the rain starts coming 
on
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