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I come to a revealing realization

An apocalypsis of the self

Layers on layers of perfect imperfection

Masks of idealizing

Covering the imperfect

Numbing the self to it's imperfect rawness

A game of hide and seek is played

As if repression is the cure

This play won't last for long

The time is nigh

The time comes to peel the mask

Reveal the hidden truth

Make visible the lie

Accustom the self to pain

The pain of raw existence

The pain of dilemma

Only then is it possible

Possible to reach the light

Only then new possibilities arise

Only radical honesty will work

I peel the layers of perfection

Attain the raw imperfection

The true Self arises from the darkness

I shed light upon the lie

Even if pain is bound to rise

I peel the mask

Become Real at last

The time is nigh

The time comes to peel the mask

Reveal the hidden truth

Make visible the lie

Accustom the self to pain

The pain of raw existence

The pain of dilemma

Only then is it possible

Possible to reach the light

Only then new possibilities arise

Only radical honesty will work

I peel the layers of perfection

Attain the raw imperfection

The true Self arises from the darkness

I shed light upon the lie

Even if pain is bound to rise

I peel the mask

Become Real at last