Reality must be found, but what is it, does it lie within the depths of simpleton dogma, or can we look deep within the caverns of enlightenment and take back the roots of life?
I speak to concrete as if I deciphered its atomic make up, I cheat the rose to drop its thorns when the bird attacks the lord of flies that infest mother earth. Her breath cures the rhino who's feet are stuck in the sinking hole of ignorant bliss. A leopard chased a shooting star for over a minute and it overheated and died, it was so caught up in a phenomenon that it did not realize its one weakness,
oh how we can be distracted by beauty. The eggs boiled the Earth as its Gods grew weak, earth became too heavy and Planet X tripped our shelf. 2012 and her hoax are but another attempt of cruel nature to bring upon us fear, maybe a marketing campaign to make weak souls spend all of their money and blind them from the corruption of the social and economic elite.
My eyelids are scorned from salt and my tongue is violated daily by the vinegar of social norms. My values born from corporate television and sad traditions. My soul is mine and mine only, My soul is a supernovae of unlimited resources, that float through space looking for new planets to impregnate.
I tried digging for China but found reverse civilization, earths core their sun. Time is timeless, and trust trust less, logic is illogical and upside down does not exist except what gravity perceives us. Our mass never betrays us, string theory our mold.
My mind like a tree, and the birds escape eternal damnation when they sacrifice flying,
a beast is so due to denying nature,
God in nature, nature in God, metallic organisms flow upstream the river of eternal life that very few find, our eyes open but blind to the beautiful colours of enlightenment.
The ant's tunnel vision restricts our ability to see a sun, the sun grows weak...
Panspermia Gaia'a food, to death we give all life...
Life that does not deserve prey. What does the raven deserve, we draw this black willingly starving the Lilli flowers, we rob the Sunflower of its ecstasy to overdose on gluttony, why do we hold this so tightly and strangle all hope.
Each wolf on our minds while the Owl watches above, the rodents of society sneak under the red grass of industrialism.
Eternity is but a perspective of timelessness, a mind that not even an experiment can predict, the current state of society Frankenstein.
I am a descendant of the Elder Gods, my soul forged a mix of earth and fire, I will ascend the 9 heavens, I will smash whatever lies and evil come in my way searching for truth and eternal knowledge. May the Elders help me open my third eye and may I perfect the use of my Pineal Gland, Infinity is over the horizon.
I find it funny how everyone claims their religion is right when all religions share spiritual experiences, and that's what usually ties one to their faith when it comes to technicalities...we create these experiences not on a correct religion, but on a personal connection, and sometimes it is all in our heads, and is only based on personal desires that we manifest to reality, or what we perceive as such.
Ascension here I come,behind me natures drum, my life goals at the tip of my thumb, the world to me has gone numb, its mainstream dumb, infinity here I come, guide me some, I wont live slum, my mind craves knowledge from, Ascension here I come.
From the girl of my dreams comes a kiss, a true love nothing close to a miss, of a stressful life i have lived, I losen my fist, and release my soul into an everlasting bliss, our souls shall dwell eternal adventure in heavenly mist, under not a spell I am, but when she confessed her love fell my heart victim to cupids arrow, enlightened it was by my guardian dove, and warrior sparrow.
Thoughts that float in my mind like mist in the season lost, i sit in white and observe motionless the night sky, i ponder the purpose of night stalked darkness while skeletons lurk under my innocence.
Oh how the green nature brings me comfort as i lean to the tree for confidence, my path shall be easy for my eyes can see a direction.
excuses explode as darkness flies, existence crumbles and the tree of life is full of colour, protected in the arms of mother death who's blindness holds the keys of truth.
To the hero that will save humanity, it will be done in darkness, a shadow must follow in order to purify the whole world, a rider, lone wolf, the black sheep must shed himself from mainstream life and cast himself out into loneliness, only then will humanity have a chance.
Purity in youth, so sad the world forces us to compromise such.
Gods feminine side is only half of its entity, its compassion and care like a dove and an angel that is attributed with pureness, pure beauty, pure life, pure love, and pure confidence, used only for unconditional care, the facts of women less of the ones who have been scorned by mens nature.
To life we sprout thanks to mother life, mother earth feeds us, and mother death takes us where we are at the mercy of the unknown.
Mother where are you, why did you leave me, I cant find you ?
Our lack of respect for nature brings forth natures struggle for freedom, the sky is foggy, the horizon barren, our souls are stuck between the outer layers of space, we have been rejected finally.
Mans best friend walks side by side through all fears of ones blessed troubles...oh King how i miss your protection, our games and your loyal devotion to my attention.
I shelter from the sun in the mist to avoid the light, my guilt pulls me under, i float along the bottom hoping for a shade that may understand my deep thoughts, maybe I can face the light, oh how beautiful the sun is when you can actually glance at it without going blind.
The dying walk off to be alone, to die alone...but why? I can see some peace peaking the horizon, some shine lending its hand.
Heavens window floats on earth,leaking over the calm shallow waters, find the stones and unshackle your chains, step to me with your dark rose love and drown with me in eternal ecstasy.
Unsheathe your blade for I shall unsheathe mine and with my inner souls reliance and training of Bushido I will slice your corpse in half before you can even comprehend the reality of my mortal hands exchanging all of its power to the perfection of my Katana, I jump into the airless air, gravity holds me not, i drive through your soul my weapon and you disintegrate into formless matter, your mass shapeless, and your soul moves on waiting for the day of judgment to understand what had just happened.
Her fear brought prevention. We must not fear change, some people embrace things that comfort them, what they perceive as normality...this prevents our evolution. We need to embrace change, and evolve...if not we will be stuck like a caterpillar in a cocoon in fear of flying. Should it stay crawling as it has most of its life, or should it embrace, advance, grow, and spread her wings?
His love for her was divine, he held her arms down with his knees sitting upon her, holding her head back by her hair with one arm and with the other slits her throat slowly with a knife. her neck bleeds of love and as she dies her last breath of life he kisses her
"My minds on Justification, I ponder the Mortification, I wish to bring Retribution , ultimate Absolution, real Solution, true Conclusion, world wide Revolution...kill the Economicron, and bring them all back to The Babylon"
