The Secret Of The Universe

What's this I hear?
An echo,
Of a life before?
Quite odd,
Are the concepts of heaven.
0 is the answer,
To the secret of the sun.
3 echoes from the life of me
The devil sailing,
Through the river Styx.
He's on his way,
To your front door.
1! 2! 3! 4!
He almost here!
To spread the gore!
Of 7,7,7,7;
Darkness resides,
11: 11
23 echoes from the skies above;
Means the truth,
May not be love.
The numbers will guide us
To the river Styx.
You really think you'll make it to heaven?
8,8... No! 42!
I see it now!
I see the truth!
I've cracked the code,
Of the heavens and the hells!
I know the answer!
Ring the bells!
Ring the bells
For 333,
42 (The Dreaded 13)
The answer! The answer...
Tis... Infinity!
This is the truth!
This is the life!
This is what makes our world spin round.
Explain you say?
Why? And how?
Well friend, these questions are simple for the answers are:
7 7...42.

by Plague Rose

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A refined poetic imagination, Plague Rose. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.