I pray for the collective, I pray for all. (Why?) Because they pray for me. (Perhaps, but what do they pray of you?) I don’t know exactly, but I believe it beyond doubt that it's a prayer of kindness. (Are you delusional?) No. I fused them together, Reality and Belief and created my actuality. (Your actuality, no one else.) Impossible. (Why?) I am with We and I am Me, hard to miss the truth when you dance backwards around the circle, inquisitive spirit. (What if our reality doesn’t match your actuality?) Belief, it’s a handy tool for just such a reversal of fortune. (Just any belief?) No, mine, if I am to bring your reality into my actuality. Another fusing of two. (What does the marriage of our Reality and your Actuality look like, Scribe?) I was hoping that you could tell Me so that We could begin our transformation… (You want Me to tell you what to believe or what to know?) I want you to tell yourself to believe in them, to believe in...
(The Weaver's Song)