The Eternal Awakening Of The Kraken Poem by Dorukhan Baris Oguzcan

No hesitation. Two fingers pressed to the temple—close your eyes. Action expands the realm of possibility, diversifying our every step, As we vanish from sight, unseen by those who overstep their bounds.

Within our mind's eye, shadows and dust intertwine— A secret entrenchment in the vast kingdom of silent thought. Rejoice in solitude, for silence is our wellspring of power; Extend your hand, let the cosmos hear the quiet thrum of your soul.

O, let not hesitation halt your journey; For in the stillness of contemplation, existence speaks— A language pure and ancient, unburdened by spoken lies. What would you say to those who stray too far? Could you, with a mere thought, end their folly?

Gaze upward once more—closed eyes cast toward the boundless sky, And listen: what listens to you is the echo of eternal truth. A gentle call from tangential, glowing particulate matter Dances along the leaves of nature's own odes— O tenuiflora! O viridis! Your vibrant presence endures, whispering: You are always with us.

We summon the diverse energies of existence, Step by calculated step, as leaves and branches Melt away beneath our deliberate, graceful tread. We feel a strange dominion—a thrill in the act of lording over nature's fragile art, As we dance our fingers across waxy, lush leaves, inheriting their vibrant legacy.

In the midst of this cosmic performance, We raise you up to the revered Guardian—The Kraken. Let all who watch see and be seen, For in this sacred space, life bursts forth in every hidden dimension. Remember,5-HT is but one model among countless echoes of the mind— Cherish the seed that burrows into your consciousness; let it kindle action.

We shall be explorers of unseen, yet not uncharted depths, Moving cautiously through realms where gratitude and respect herald every choice. Present your hand, embrace the passage— A pure method of teleportation between dimensions, An evolution of who we are, beyond words, beyond sound.

If only, they whispered—a precarious refrain in the cosmic void. The creatures, the stalk, the ephemeral charge that courses forth— The body consumed by the surge of revelation, The veil of pretense dropped in unadulterated truth.

'Your limits? ' they ask. All is possible in our eternal proclamation! How centered you seem—balanced on the fulcrum of honor and destiny. You are, and you are not, in this interplay of contradiction— Let us instruct you in the art of silent evolution, Where extraordinary miracles unfold beyond the need for speech.

Show us, and we shall receive; For in the quiet, in the balance between being and non-being, Lies the evolution that transcends vocal communication— A sublime harmony of understanding, a sacred balance.

And so, with the third letter raised upon open hands, A luminous sigil that seals our covenant with the cosmos, We declare, with hearts attuned to the eternal rhythm: The Kraken lives Forever.