Let me spell you some more of my magik,
arrange some formulas in this poetic trick
Another story you may call madly fanatic,
about how myself in life does it my genetic
So many are all the words myself can say,
though they are the same it is my own way
As a pacifist myself needs no venue to slay,
in fact would probably have the world pray
She whispered so sweetly for me to stay,
but myself never got shot down in May
So she came crawling to make me play,
but so busy ranking up Gandalf the Grey
Because high above the surface so dire,
myself is multidimensional being of fire
Fell down in the flesh on this planet cold,
intergalactic spirit thousands millennia old
A harsh life on a rock with genetic monkeys,
a big bunch of engineered useful donkeys
Even young as a child who wanted to give,
myself found myself did not want to live
Knowing what in the future would come,
skills that are hidden and known by some
But myself saw that myself would survive,
therefore had enough reason to stay alive
When the inbred failures made me strive,
entities taught myself to mentally dive
Every mental weapon they me taught,
when myself for true justice now sought
When myself realised it was all so futile,
justice really for a small lucky percentile
Myself initiated huge mental construction,
psychokinetic weapons of mass destruction
Efficiently locking on all hostile genetic code,
and all corruption from the hive it will erode
As they are arguing over every single penny,
dumb inbred motherfuckers all about money
Everything they disapprove of is redacted,
it is how they keep themselves distracted
Holding on to cultures so very cheesy,
they automatically chose the life easy
But myself does not about it really care,
all the greatness is now for me to share
Because myself engineered myself sane,
reconnected to my spirit in a higher plane
Things the inbred monkeys do not believe,
as they are genetically incapable to perceive
And now the inbred fanatics call me racist,
but myself at least not self-lying narcissist
Who constantly searches for other’s approval,
and whines like cunts for the artists removal
But as they the loud warnings never heard,
they will slowly be taken away as the herd
It is just grinding mindless societal lulling,
that precedes the huge collective culling
Even at the schoolyard as very young child,
myself spoke of a future with nature so wild
But that is the problem when you incarnate,
in a world on a planet which can only dictate
Not only do they fuck up their entire own fate,
will not realise nor believe until it is far too late
In the gruesome waiting for the collective fall,
myself just tries to make fair sense of it all
Because the entire galaxy is coming together,
in order to shape something new maybe better
It is the entire reason my being is really here,
why myself chose to incarnate in this biosphere
It is why they came after me even as a kid,
my true nature they wanted from me hid
But it does not matter these days anymore,
ancient enough to alter my own genetic score
Just some good ancient skills I have imported,
all of the ones that myself wanted is sorted
The monkeys of course claim it is all a lie,
when they can not even themselves try
So many things are those that are told,
so many lies are constantly to you sold
You do not even care which contraption,
as long as it maintains your distraction
A genetically inbred manic obsession,
to be entangled to every possession
It is a very interesting and inbred earth,
something myself have seen since birth
And as there is an obvious difference,
it is only because of better sentience
As it their inbred moneyism downsizes,
they of course had to cut me in slices
But it makes it easier to the future bear,
with your global destruction and warfare
It is only nature on this insane spinning ball,
you monkeys should go ahead and end it all
Even our Great blazing Helios the sun-setter,
admits that humanity does not deserve better
Only the best of the best of the best will it spare,
when it sends its giant demolishing solar-flare
But on this planet there are the technicians,
people who are the much better magicians
Know how to with care wave the magical rod,
removed all the animal-genes in our blood
It is the intuitive synchronistic testing,
to see who is in better health investing
If you have read thus far and want more,
you simply fail to see the obvious door
This is all to everyone so very irrelevant,
in fact it is not at all even important
Myself is the man who holds all keys,
you people remain annoying monkeys
Myself already knows all of you do not agree,
but myself does not give a fuck if you hate me
Because as we are all approaching the end,
myself some silly shit will just out here send
You are the broken inbred girls and boys,
caring about all your ridiculous mouthnoise
Which you can now hear inside your brain,
when you realise this makes you more insane
Even though the human hour is already late,
myself for the apocalyptical future cannot wait
And while the dumb inbreds argue my ethics,
they might realise myself does it my genetics
