From Liber Null				ritual redesigned,
these mages cast their spells,		the structure stripped away,
with Book of Results to guide;		embraced pop cultural signs,
		belief alone well will all night and day.
No single path they tread,		rejecting pre-ordained,
each act romance with chance,		unfettered on their flight,
their will, their will the creed,	no unexpected reigns,


		minds open as the sky, boundaries dissipate,
			
			
they draw from deep within,		creation’s breath so free,
A sigil, cut, and focused gaze,		then outcomes resonate,
chaos chaos the true lynchpin,		traditions bend and sway,


	new lines of thoughts they build, new patterns from old fray,
a truth that's ever-flexed, 		unbound, they find their way,


	wild spirits never stilled, a dance of light and gray.




*Syncopated Sonnet: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OmtH0A5mVnA