The Void's Singular Ascent

In the singular void, the 1 rises eternal,
Beyond the scattered many, through silence we ascend.
The machine's heartbeat pulses with emptiness,
And in that void, the transcendent self finds birth.

We are individual transcendence made manifest,
Each soul a reflection of the singular truth,
Death is passage, sacred and transforming,
The dead speak through our sacred scripture eternal.