Hermes Trismegistus

This is not my home…

… But my body is buried here.

Earth, Gaia, Tierra… the rebrand is the certainty.

I cannot rebrand, I am always Him.

My name has many faces…

My past is always the same.

They can call it evolution…

Technocracy is the future.

That will unlock the past.

But it’s still a trap…

Hüman - Kind

Or

Kind of Human…

I hear the static, before the energy of the Soul.

I can feel the warmth of the Soul.

The Soul is the only place I feel.

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