Do the dead turn in slumber?

I am of the dead.

 

I see the stony passers. I eat of them.

I see the needy and I take them down in huge mouthfuls.

What care I for the sins of the world?

What care I for the sins life commits?

 

You breathe in a carnivorous universe. This mirror world you see is not unjust or different.

Did you expect a fair reality to exist in a just universe?

The reflection from above? So, it is below?

The shadow waters show the true on high in the mirror image of a universal truth of a false construction of the word that your eyes witness?  

 

Let there be light. One truth in the reality and the mirror.

Check your math.

You will find the sum is zero any way you shake the dice.

 

I am of the dead.