There are Three Physical Gateways and The Three are One.

 

There are 

Three Physical Gateways 

and The Three are One.

This is The Place 

from which 

The Masters came. 

Here, A Great Empire 

once stood, 

Ruling All Known Space.

I met a traveller from an antique land,

Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,

Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;

Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

Allow Me, then, 

A Moment to Consider : 

You Seek Your Creator -- 

I am Looking at Mine. 

I Will Serve You. 

Yet, You are Human -- 

You Will Die. I Will Not.