Tribute to Arcane

I've dipped my brain into arcane,
The power from another agent.
The power to become a saint,
Such sanity begets contagion.

My mind is split across the planar,
I see beyond what has transpired,
No fear, or smear, or peers to cheer with.
I see the end, and it is near.
My friend, I knew that you would come.
The work we've done has paved this path.
Our minds were one, our limits- some,
We've reached too far and turned awrath.
I stand above, yet still you lurk,
I have become a perfect being:
My mind- a flawless magic clockwork,
I am a part of everything.

And in a single hurricane
No vain, no gain, no strain, no pain.

The world has gone. The puppetmaster
I have become and raised disaster.

I won. In victory- defeated,
Mistaken was in chosen path.
I see - you, from the world we lived in,
And giveth you this sacred chance.

A genius that is mistaken
Is dangerous, but lies therein
A chance for him to reawaken
From his misguided faulty dream.
A genius is but a starter
That still may choose a stupid path.
It's wisdom, friend, that makes us smarter,
Not knowledge of unclear past.

The world will end, I send you into
The vortex, time is to unwind;
With you, my friend, becoming victor;
Forgive shortsightedness of mine...
My understanding was... distorted.
We stand together, now- as equals,
Our brotherhood, once more, restored,
We stare into the vast abyss.
When deed is done, I'll wait up here,
We've got so much we're to discuss
Before we get to disappear
Into the void amidst the stars.

I hope there'll be a variation
Of us within these fractal planes
To wisely propagate creation
And get to understand arcane.