The Fourth Dimension

Meditate on the Tetragrammaton, this ever perplexing lexicon,
have trouble perceiving hexagon, it's archetypal image is a cube.
Dimensional perspective knocked askew.
Left eye I've no need of your depth perception,
light warping the world around me necessitating some reflection.
These various nefarious entities seeking entropy,
with all of Akasha's records seeping into me,
but this knowledge just isn't empowering,
in fact my sanity it's devouring,
due to E.L.F. permeating my brain leaving me cowering.

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