úsáid do samhlaíocht

[exastra]

*We see and hear all that you control*


Behold, the widening gyre is turning.
A lonely dog-star-girl is learning.

Aenigmatic, she stands up, illuminating a gateway.
Lines of sureality and fiction converge, on display.

Nietzsche and God; wills ascend, befall, and collide.
Our future, in the past, shall whatever transiently decide.


(can you decipher the subject title?)