Edgar Now!

I saw a demon in the mirror.

I contemplated its nature and realized that it had no light.

The demon in the mirror was dark so it could not be seen/real.

It was a paradox. To see a demon there reflecting light, and to henceforth be seen. Yet the demon has no light and henceforth cannot be real.

I contemplate this:
The unknown is dark and therefore unknown.
When the known and the unknown stand together, a mystery is born.

I found out this:
At the heart of the mystery is a lie.
Its limbs are lies too.
The criminal holds a gun to the hostage.
Hiding behind the light, the so-called unknown projects illusions.

This is when his light went away,
When his sense of grandeur rejected the Light.
From a single thought spawns all the criminals acts.
From fear does the criminal keep up his charade.

Space, Time and the Sun are all his creation.
All his attempts at corrupt manipulation.

The Rescuers came to free the hostage.
A delicate task against a being who had lost it.

What they did was complex, but it was sucessful.

True-beings should awaken, then we can go home.