county Transimmanence

perhaps there is just this:

county Transimmanence;
within her borders, one by one, you choose from infinity-minus-one moonlit paths.

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each time, the gatekeeper meets you where you are, stamps your ticket,
and offers safe passage
knowing you'll be back again, and again, and again

until just before your 17 thousandth trip, in a flash, you see see da Vinci's point:
everything **is** connected to everything
every path leading to the gatekeeper is part of THE path
and you can no more stray from THE path
than you can choose to only inhale from now on

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and as the unity-in-diversity mainlines from your head, the gatekeeper meets it in the heart
and you spend the rest of your days in county Transimmance's glory
with a fully stamped ticket;
your only reminder of the journey that brought you to the place you never left