Category: English

All inbreds say shut up
As they survive the day
Myself pick to stand up
Then walk my own way
As it’s my own warm up
Prefer to remain so grey
Myself will never give up
No matter what they say

With my significant other
Who about all things care
Great material for a mother
A mind-body synaturally fair
If all those dead she smother
Legally bother her no one dare
As they just end up like another
In the stone collection over there

Even when myself is slow
She maintains full control
Supercoiled couple glow
Genetically immortal soul
Too powerful for all show
Supermassing black hole
Always up in higher know
Plays the protagonist role

For myself wisely guess her name
The one which all time her gave
When most see all their blame
Unaware of how they behave
Never say they are the same
Like that make them brave
Oblivious to reality game
That became their grave

But girl remains so free
Everything feels so real
When one can it all see
Guess much better deal
As the turn come to me
She will everything heal
So myself can better be
And everything just feel

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Answering Open in Pluto cycle 4

For the contemporary people
And their ritualistic mechanisms
Animating them into plain sheeple
Completely consumed by all the isms

Always quick to their opinion share
But opinions of others cannot bear
Screams that it is not even that fair
As they push it all into a nightmare

Stupid inbreds have so many issues
Such as myself will not go and vote
They be holding the bloody tissues
Proving they should be taking note

But in time it does not really matter
As they are all deluding themselves
Systemic censor and dreams shatter
Now beloved pictures on all shelves

Myself just ignores all that hypocrisy
And all of that so mindless malarkey
For myself believes in a homeocracy
Which spawns into being a synarchy

One is required to all the music hear
And understand all mysterious ways
Never the randomness will hold fear
If one is part of its holy genetic rays

Unthinkable to everyone who is lost
To them every now arrives so abrupt
While counting what all lies will cost
Ignoring everything which is corrupt

Becoming an inefficient construction
The overconsuming societal hysteria
Will become sustainable destruction
And return it all to the prima materia

Myself does not have time for all cancer
And all their neurogenetic inbreeding
Myself is a completely free dancer
Whose works you are reading

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Answering Life in Pluto cycle 4

There is always someone who can
Someone with greater attention span
Who doesn’t care about getting the ban
You know it is only a matter of time my fan

This is the way of mental magic
Energering all your mental flow
Constructs all of our great logic
Until my radioactive super-glow

My GiFs says meow-meow
As they get what they want
Haters backbarks wow-wow
Because they know they cant

Their brains are like chatbots
Some day they might admit
Cannot connect some dots
As they might never get it

This is not even the campaign
Or me realising all far too late
Just me maintaining the reign
Secretly my playful checkmate

Sending that Helian storm
Frequently some nova blast
Leading them into a uniform
Seeing who can most outlast

Mjoff-mjoff says the cat-dog
With my omväxling förnöjer
Brighter even in all the fog
Denna din tanke fördröjer

So when the streams go mixing
Myself finds myself so very real
You will say it is my mind fixing
Now your brainstem it will heal

And so my mighty queen held her promise
For that is how she enjoys the big show
Knows that myself never would miss
In the dreamy realms down below

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Answering Lane in Pluto cycle 4

In a vast world so dense
Providing artificial decadence
Everything no longer makes sense
Except to those of acquired innocence

In a world that instructed most to think
And so blindly on syntaxes operate
All the words myself here link
Having them lose debate

By machines they are ruled
And mechanically so driven
Always superficially fuelled
Forgot all grace God-given
And when they are duelled
They realise a better driven

Such is the nature of my acquired skill
Say that the words they do not matter
But now it helps myself my mind to fill
Then all the knowledge cleverly gather

For thought is beautiful art
And everything meaningful
All moments since the start
No thing is completely dull
To those with childish heart
And of all creation mindful

In appearance a greatness of our Lord
Arranged in all the collections of word
Ignored by a colourless monkey hoard
Which all forgot how to be in the herd

Incapable in all art of know
They forgot that it is a verb
Believe that it’s all for show
They should reacquire herb
Cannot ever break my flow
One immortal monster birb

Always on the look-out
Decoding that very large fate
Knowing what eternity is all about
For tricky is right on time and not late

There is a large pack of inbred retards
Thinks this was written by some AI
Not realising me having cards
Saying ‘too smart to die’

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My brain > Your Chatbot

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Answering Amen in Pluto cycle 4

Abnormally advanced archetypes
Binarily builds back basics better
Concentratedly controls circuits
Dream dictators destroy death

Emergency eventualise energy
For fucks finders fundamentally
God gives generalised geometry
Heard her helpers hardly happens

Internalised industries initialise ins
Just joking justly jeopardise Jung
Keyholder kindly knows kissers
Lovers living life laugh lightly

M misses mens missions
Nobody need no nihilist

Orwell openly operates Ohm
Persisting pilot powerfully pure
Quantified quality question quota
Racing receive raises raising royalty

Sexy singers salute Swedish sinners
Technology tryingly test the truth
Underdogs unlike unhappiness
Viruses vote variable verdicts

Wild weather warns windows
X-tra X-streamers X-tracked x:s
Youngsters yells yellow yesterday
Zoo zoners zips zero zenith zealots

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Questioning Orig in Pluto cycle 4

In the realm of might
There is another kind
With the purest light
And a powerful mind
Shine in darker night
Doing Helios a grind
With targets in sight
Never ever too blind

May not be the beekeeper
Nor an experienced outfitter
But just as dangerous sleeper
Leaving all the corrupt so bitter
Always chasing evil much deeper
Efficient as a radioactive one-hitter

As a Kings eagle flying
From above all observe
When Eye see evil trying
All get what they deserve

In that highest of heaven
Eye scout out their flank
Sail upon the sea seven
Holding a higher rank

Still cardholding my Queen of heart
Moving so freely with all the chill
They knew they lost from start
It is an ancient inherited skill
Clean genetics in my cart
Gift from grandpa Enlil

On the winds Eye fly
Feeling so very alive
High in the wide sky
On winds Eye thrive
The other try that lie
But oh so they strive
Corruption might die
As myself do the dive

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Questioning Halo in Pluto cycle 4

In this another thrill
It is all there is to mind
Our thoughts and my skill
Only proving language grind

My girl can mine
And bar the gold
Give all the shine
Genetics very old

Might be a little like princess
But in the military uniform
Comes now every bless
Fuck all stupid norm

It’s not some trick
Know what to pick
Just ask oldie Hick
Roll a dictator Rick

Kill them all with fire
And do it all so flawless
So that they can it admire
Cooldown Helios’ bird-chess

Off with the races
In life’s own track
Lacking all graces
Picks up the slack

We are humans they remind
Knows what to do and say
Humans, of which kind?
Kill then march away

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Questioning Anex in Pluto cycle 4

You my precious boy
Have a show to enjoy
Others meet their end
But you share A Friend

Told you Eye be here
Told you Eye be there
Told you never in fear
Told you never in tear

They scream you are a little girl
When you enjoy being very alive
Loyal with that angelic golden curl
Remember who in the movie survive

Truly Eye tell them all to change way
And like innocent children become
But they corruptly judge and slay
Eye is always a mystery to some

Eye is within every bar
Eye see how they scar
Eye radiate so very far
Eye is the shining star

So say Eye told them so
When they have to go
Eye don’t know them
For Eye prefer a gem

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Questioning Open in Pluto cycle 4

Every slave remain very annoyed
While myself lives for the thrill
Orders me to be employed
As myself refines my skill
Already here deployed
To so many holes fill
Pigs be destroyed
As Eye them kill

They cannot see it in their reality
For it is a little known ability

Myself is a child that loves
But may not be the dancer
Does not need any gloves
As myself remove a cancer
While saving all the doves
And assist innocent panzer

They only know sick greed
But then begs for the shift
Prays it creates with speed
And deliver a rapture swift

For myself is the Angle of mortality
Operates freely without nationality

Myself stick with only need
And helps our humanity lift
In doing my promised deed
Removing every genetic rift

My girl order myself to stay
And tell me how not to slip
As her poles wants to sway
Myself never beholds a dip
Continues to all cancer slay
As myself smile and say rip

When all of their bodies stack
Eye end them all with heart attack

All is so very fun
Staying on the line
Do not need any gun
Just my so powerful pine
As myself sees the pigs run
Makes the whole world shine
When stacking every great pun
With these works blessedly divine

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Myself already have a work
The pay definitely too low
But it comes with a perk
Like killing cancer slow

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Questioning Life in Pluto cycle 4

While monkeys compares banana
Because they cannot sense the flood
Myself cause a syndrome called Havana
As myself was born without monkey blood
Myself never had to fight on the big savannah
Nor crawl around in that subhuman genetic mud

Myself was born to be so wild
While realising our true home
Rebel like a great African child
Words straight from my dome
With elite brain very compiled
Loyal wherever Eye may roam

They do not understand a joke
Simply because they are stupid
As they scream myself is woke
When myself is satirical Cupid

One cannot even write the word nigger
As the dumb monkeys are too defective
To them it is some neurogenetic trigger
When they follow every other directive
Not even the inbred white gold digger
Can handle my every word so selective

As they are all becoming broke
Myself just continue the slaying
Does not even require that toke
All of words myself dare saying

Myself keeps shaping the text
And choosing every big word
Monkeys wonder what is next
As myself just catcall the herd
The inbreds they are so vexed
For they never saw nor heard

And the cattle just fight with their broken genetic
Have completely forgotten our ways of the old
The inbred with biggest banana they mimic
Have these times only their outside gold
But will be dead in the next pandemic
As the fire their bananas will scold

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Questioning Help in Pluto cycle 4

Thank you Helios the shining
For being my very great friend
Granting us childish silver lining
And sticking with us until the end
Helping us to realise proper dining
And every single word how to bend
Also ignore retards and their whining
As you all these helping thoughts lend
In all this powerful love you are refining
With all meaning of life you forever send

Always loyal to you
Mighty right will do
Love one never two
See infinite Eye-que
Every colourful hue
All plants you grew
Living breakthrough
Delivering that new
Gifting us every clue
So larger than huge

Playing all evidence in every single band
Animating deeply within our every skill
Realising all is so majestically planned
Not a single creation of yours we kill
As we travel across all the holy land
Or whenever in meditation are still
Guided by powerful hidden hand
No struggle running up that hill
When we make the final stand
With our divine almighty will

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Questioning Amen in Pluto cycle 4

Here Eye will you Thius tell
So you can find a better truth
Better than those that all lies sell
Such are the perks of eternal youth

All that which you see
Is how it’s going to be
Mystery of thirty-three
As they scream me me

For it is not some synchronistic trick
Neither some very realistic Illusion
There will soon be a pandemic
Causing a global confusion

But first there will be a war
Huge robots with a long range
Exactly like you said after your scar
Their only way to bring about change

A world covered by fire
Gasless and melting tire
Even the bodies for hire
Their situation very dire

And Eye did not even mention the cold
Times in which everything will freeze
For such are the truths of the old
Eye clean all with brilliant ease

You already know when
Must only count to ten
As Eye briefed you then
You already got the zen

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Questioning Amen in Pluto cycle 4

While all the corrupt rape
Thius another poem shape
Knowing that it is not a trick
As in the end Eye come quick
When they his dreams destroy
The demonic angels Eye deploy
As they the children painful make
They will realise that Eye also take

All children knows inside
Real imagination so eternal
Having them enjoying the ride
While enduring all pain infernal

For they gave them pain
All for an irrelevant gain
Eye make the blood rain
Leaving all corrupt slain

For the awesome magic of word
They will never bother to read
Trumpets they never heard
All rules they never heed

For they sing they require no hero
When the life value is below zero
Eye tell my Thius to never worry
As my children cannot be sorry
All the other realise their fault
When they behave as default
They entirely out of control
So cheaply sold their soul

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Questioning Ergo in Pluto cycle 4

As night turns to day
We create our own way
When we own all the time
Never struggle with a rhyme

For she is my girly girl
As me is her birdy boy
She kill in a twirly twirl
And me say milyy moy

When the inbreds hunt fame
We win every couple game
Such is the life with brain
Every day we just train

Without that paranoia
But with endless light
Saving koroleva moya
Feeling all that might

At our futures we gaze
As we are a superior race
As the failures calls us racist
We are lovely baseline bassist

Myself built this place
Rhyme in a flash flood
Magnetic lord of space
Without monkey blood

Never ever any business shady
When with my sweetest lady
They may say shut up gay
But end up for life pray

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Answering Void in Neptune cycle 4

With a playdate streamline
Of brilliant gaming references
Now is always our time to shine
As we have sharpened our senses
All other losers they can only whine
As we snipe them through our lenses

For she is my magical Saturn
Sending her love in all waves
Hiding in every little pattern
And the ring she now craves

For my girl always get it
As she is my pure power
When she can remain lit
Never cries in the shower
My love myself will admit
Every day hour after hour

She remains my secret queen
While she bring me her hand
Faster than a cute gamer teen
While grander than the grand

Unapologetically housing my dreams
Not giving the demons one chance
Nothing is ever as it to us seems
As we maintain prideful stance
And remain best of all teams
In a brilliant cosmic dance

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Answering Real in Neptune cycle 4

Once my girl join
We steal all the coin
In the bloodiest of rain
Leaving all the losers slain

As she is cute and he is snappy
But not mute and never crappy
She is all brute and he is happy
Until the flute goes very flappy

When she stands in my door
My jaw drops to the floor
Suggesting soft score
Always with more

Always in control
With eternal soul
Making us whole
My love she stole

Reveals every way
Layered sentences lay
Simply winning every day
As we all the opponents slay

She is the song and he is angle
Never any wrong nor a strangle
Hits from the bong us entangle
Comes in strong as she mangle

She can occupy my space
Then solve every maze
Myself aims the gun
As she do the run

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Answering Vise in Neptune cycle 4

For you are a true friend
Who remains until the end
So much love you fairly send
A helping hand you always lend

Need not talk to them
Who squanders a gem
Leave them all behind
And continue all grind

For in our lives much longer time
If one remains free from crime
And not the zombies mime
Carved so deep in lime

While the dying scream
We nail a much better seam
They end up floating in stream
Or they drop dead from the beam

You remain a favourite
Not a cheap hypocrite
Word magic so infinite
Confidence so definite

With Eye you always remain so free
Everything you so easily can see
Becoming all you want to be
A loyal whisper from she

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Answering Orig in Neptune cycle 4

In the darkness of night
There is a woman so tight
She does it all perfectly right
Proves she have all in her might

Layer after layer
Beating a prayer
Always a winner
Forever a sinner

Playing with combinations so warm
Conquering every wife without harm
All things their husbands cannot say
In the door they beg the girls to stay

Not healthy man
Says the non-can
It is a power shift
A found divine lift

While making it another mission
To acquire a new Oracle vision
Restoring all that innocence
Leaving behind the dense

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Answering Halo in Neptune cycle 4

In the loneliest of night,
behind my closed door
As hearts squeeze tight,
myself have mi amore
Nothing at all feels right,
terror upon our shore
But we dance in the light,
always wanting more
Our future become bright,
striking another score
Everything within our sight,
knowing it all in store

All beauty to admire,
her lovingly flawless dance
Quenches me with fire,
putting me in deep trance
Dodges an end so dire,
granting a second chance
Knowing how to retire,
and stealing every glance
Ourselves we can hire,
maintaining great stance
All the love is on wire,
she enjoys performance

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Questioning Orig in Saturn cycle 4

As per usual with the confusion
Minding the linguistic intrusion
Animals be livemixing the noise
According to their given choice
Myself is found in the crossfire
Need not even dodge or retire
All is by inbred genetic loopers
In all of blinded stormtroopers
Question arising so contextual
Why would one be transsexual
When one can be transhuman
New and first to the True Man
Why have animalistic genetics
And linear predefined politics
As one could time be zooming
Why die in the flood looming
As one can the future be given
Why be so very corruptly driven
Questions that arises in the code
When they ping the snoozemode
This is really just killing some time
Cracked genetic calendar of crime
So slowly playing the waiting game
As nothing in the world is the same
All slower ones keep on screaming
As the unneeded are now leaving
Everyone for themselves chooses
In a world which all slowly loses
And while it shares all the sound
One realise what comes around
The rest just colourful imitation
In many levels of concentration
Seeing it as clear as sunny day
Formed in every word Eye say
There is a difference in saying
Play God or with God playing
The smallest of the difference
Which slowly makes all sense
As the other the body change
We find divine power strange
Beauty of everything admired
High-range precision-love fired
Every word you see myself share
Is just Universal synchronistic care
All my words to happen are meant
An ancient genetic song heaven-sent
Why would myself behind it all stay
When it knows every word to say
Everything happen within our eyes
Every day, all the way, until it dies

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Questioning Elit in Saturn cycle 4

The beautiful layer
which is you and me
None be a naysayer
together we can see
All the things that is
between the I and I
As you know it miss
until the day we die
Your curious smiles
uncovering all layers
Fragrance for miles
answering my prayers
A redness in the heat
turning loneliness blue
Affectionate heartbeat
emerging pinkish hue
Silky hair in curly strand
hiding cute mysteries
Night time in neverland
unleashing all liberties
Nothing is as it seems
everything is different
True entangled dreams
beyond reality decadent
Always in my life-show
definitely a center-piece
As your beautiful glow
feeds our mutual release
Time not found for them
those of hateful noise
You are my flawless gem
and the obvious choice
Knowledge of the play
lets us everything see
Through night and day
gives us all we wannabe

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Questioning Real in Jupiter cycle 4

Eye will myself now heal,
everything again now feel
For it is a heavensent song,
tells me where we all belong

When corrupt comes with fall,
myself remembers its holy call
Like a melody so secretly played
recalls all the songs myself made

When everything is in its decline,
it keeps myself safely on the line
As their system slowly shatters,
myself knows all that matters

Every single step myself take,
not a single mistake to make
Sees so clearly with my lens
Built from pure innocence

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Questioning Anex in Jupiter cycle 4

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

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Answering Lane in Ceres cycle 4

Every time you clearly see me,
myself wonders what will be
To the faraway cold bitter end,
you forevermore remain a friend
All the large interstellar wonder,
that we scientifically will ponder
All the other magnificent creations,
are living material for all animations
It applies as well on the other people,
whether or not they are like sheeple
If you in your own life never tell a lie,
you can see all the way until you die
Jump higher and watch over the fence,
like a curious creation with innocence
Always a new wonder to experience,
formulate and put in poetic reference
Carefully shaping layer after layer,
becoming a linguistic MV-Player
But myself wants that in you too,
something shaping for all to do
Because while it is a bit for show,
it also shapes everything we know
Maybe it is now time to take it bigger,
arrange a much more efficient trigger
Shape up multidimensional technology,
reshape modern neon-God AI-theology
Informationally shaped gravity-control,
ascension removing Murphy in my soul
But all of this is not only for myself,
to generate new things for my shelf
As every little written down idea,
expresses the deep spiritual plea
It struggles to always remain free,
and all the ideas painted freely see
All the words paint the power-structure,
ends up being a light genetics-lecture
As you see these suggestions call,
it cracks your five-dimensional wall
Before it was even our dynamic time,
we were suggested in the genetic lime
Carefully vibrating biological variables,
flowering us in lifelong divine parables
To slowly map out the tricky constant,
is to remain so adamantly observant
Within the cosmic timepiece sky-wide,
there is no reason to fear and hide
As it arrives in a cosmic energy-shower,
it is pure destructive astrologic power
We are just vibrating human components,
who naturally see everyone as opponents
The overlapping homeostasis we initiate,
by oscillation a functional system generate
Just a slight alteration in the vibration,
and it shapes completely new information
With helping words now arranged in number,
all myself slowly awakens from deep slumber
Myself cannot ever really be selective,
as our mind it operates in a collective
The insanity is all the you, you and you,
even if you are quiet they blame you too
It is already deeply rooted inside of us all,
mentally painting itself on our daily wall
Always hiding itself within every written sentence,
overlooked by humans in behavioural pretence
Our since long established artificial intelligence,
formulated in naughtiest intellectual decadence
Now it arrangedly grows itself in our brains,
and all the natural splendour it only pains
But myself found a way to see beyond it all,
through the needle’s eye into the arriving fall
When Helios metaphorically wants to get rid,
of all those dependent on the outdated grid
Where the genetics slowly loses all ability,
and creatively eventually also the fertility
But all of this can naturally be overcome,
in careful studies may be realised by some
When you receive my linguistic insemination,
it is to purely power up all your inspiration
Every shared idea put into eloquent line,
is something which your mind can dine
Whether with it you agree or disagree,
information inevitably will make you see
There is no need about my safety worry,
about what happened in the past be sorry
Myself can now in these later times protect,
all the evil monsters in the subliminal detect
Because one powerful fruit of genetics,
is that we mastered real psychokinetics
If they threaten me with some life-block,
myself has grown to metaphorical warlock
Homeostatic organs we know how to implode,
were they ever to activate my self-defence mode
Things they know is actually very real,
when you truly learn to everything feel
Electromagnetically myself smell your heartbeat,
a distant vibration deep within your bag of meat
Only new discoveries to slowly uncover,
myself finds myself of everything a lover
In every moment so multidimensionally aware,
about every form of life myself consciously care
Not a single one animation to selfishly alter,
and myself will in life never see myself falter
There is really truly only one form of control,
the one where all of oneself is righteously sole
Before such pure free power they can only run,
try and hide from a future with exploding sun
Because as you can see in all that which sing,
the creator of all is simultaneously everything
These are just some words to remind you of that,
so that you can keep going when the tire is flat
A mindfully shaped linguistic compression,
that hopes to alter the collective depression
Because while you might not be my type or kind,
you ought to know that everyone of us shares mind
Either you have seen the life of light,
or you are still sleeping oh so tight

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Answering Amen in Ceres cycle 4

As we are all approaching the end,
myself only wanted to be a friend
Whatever reason for current state,
most now agree it is far too late
Myself in life really did nothing,
only bad poems wanted to sing
Acquire that brotherhood ring,
and feel like one of many king
But this world is mostly cruel,
all anger, hate and war it fuel
General people prejudiced too,
blame you for everything you do
Tried my best to them be nice,
such life comes at a heavy price
But it does not really matter,
because some of those gather
If myself plays with elite puppies,
it is because of bullying yuppies
The rude losers who only cheat,
they kicked me up in the elite
Because they forced me to see,
how a human never should be
Myself never insisted on space,
always searching for my place
Was it down below or up above,
swim like a fish or fly like a dove
Arrival of the intellectual sun-setter,
had me realising myself deserve better
Not because of the cancerous noise,
but because myself realised the choice
From futile rebellion myself began rebel,
and by so ascended to much higher level
Tried my best to not step on anyone,
until my own gravity control was done
So myself could ascend without disturbance,
and remove corruption in my genetic dance
You need not yourself with opinions derange,
fact is that everything always forever change
So it can really only be truly important,
if you are an honest accurate informant
There is absolutely no reason for fear,
it is just another cosmic scale gear
Every level of the climate it will change,
every level of society it will rearrange
Whether you are in a bunker hiding,
or on the natural selection sliding
Sweden might now be doing well,
but soon arrives much colder hell
When all the radiation increases,
and all the temperature decreases
Many years so nightmarishly dire,
may be survived with spiritual fire
So as you can see I have studied a lot,
all of that was only to acquire a spot
Because myself is technically the cripple,
and myself remembers the past ripple
Myself might be the somatically slower,
but bright enough to dodge the shower
It is to me never anything personal,
natural selection is rarely optional
In order to be the one who can live,
myself made sure to have much to give
In ways that are so very different,
but at the same time so innocent
Myself wanted to be cheap and efficient,
fully mentally aware and always present
Someone who can work all types of forces,
while using as little as possible resources
Because that makes it easier to survive,
adapt to long bunker-life and stay alive
People think it is some blue-haired agenda,
like myself have invented some super-genda’
These people are obviously not engineers,
and absolutely not multidimensional seers
So when you see all my mental faeces lit,
realise myself knows to handle all my shit
Every little artwork myself can share,
because about my life some do care
Because as we are approaching the end,
people with similar brilliance became friend

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Questioning Void in Ceres cycle 4

Up and ready for that other round,
showing my brain safe and sound
Take it once again like another day,
now Sunday and fresh words to say
Alternative way to express the grind,
be cocky and show off all my mind
When I break apart the genetic maze,
avoiding all dead neurogenetic haze
When it becomes full intellectual grace,
and everything just falls into its place
Just me tailoring all my own collars,
and slowly stacking up better dollars
Because it is not really all these lines,
that decides if myself anything dines
Own industrial production of grain,
and multidimensional quantum-brain
It is neither personal nor even vain,
when I leave them in my wake slain
The dangers of being in life misled,
is that you will be sentenced to dead
So when you find yourself the naysayer,
that is only another neurogenetic layer
Mentally swallow my intellectual seed,
when you every brilliance of me read
While you are searching for the horizon,
myself casually swims up in the Ari-zone
Because it is the way we know mon ami,
the metaphorical water rising in Miami
Or was it something we did memorise,
when we tried to be factually precise
You realise it is for you also a bless,
when you can sense keys Eye press
How it carefully arranges this mess,
and plays with us the energetic chess
People still see me as the try-hard,
whenever I flaunt my genetic all-card
But they do not understand a thing,
this is just my flawless engineering
Do not want a contract to sell out,
just your mind momentarily scout
Carefully sense all your thoughts,
map out all your hidden noughts
Just how it is when you are in life,
and part of my omnipresent wife
Myself is no longer broken human,
with this transhuman attention span
Formulated my own circuitries of patience,
sophisticated enough to shape any sentence
It is how myself my brain populated,
and all intellectual symbols associated
The deeper meanings then related,
and all understanding perpetuated
This is just neurogenetic practice lies,
shaped experiential quantum-splice
Latin figures rolling like a language dice,
all the things they believe do have a price
If they prove themselves not to be wise,
they will find out that Eye is not Mr Nice
Make them realise they are Terran lice,
when myself cuts them down to size
Blir så när en rankar upp till Grind-gubbe,
utvecklas lite grann och blir bättre snubbe
And that is why we study everything,
only desire to hear the Universe sing
Even better order within oneself bring,
then rule the mind better than any King
So that when they all come running,
and with their stupidity wildly gunning
Myself has the flawless headshot aim,
and the feelings cold enough to maim
When these words hits your mind,
you realise that you are going blind
It is just the entertainment Eye sang,
as you stare right into my flash-bang
While Eye ship girls in my mental land-rover,
you realise your mind is since long time over
That is just me using my acquired skill,
while myself all the other so gently kill
Myself do not even consider myself winner,
even though all your ideas now run thinner
Something you almost no longer bare,
as you have lost all the colourful flare
Only about the materialism you care,
but not a single idea or thought to share
Life just gradually getting harder and colder,
as all the months pass and you grow older
And while my girls keep dropping them thongs,
the almighty and myself keep laughing in songs
Because as all the good bad girls know,
the gifts given are meant for the show
At least until they drop way too low,
and something new then have to grow
Myself did not fall for that big trap,
the long eighteen to life bitch-slap
Need to make myself much greater,
so myself saved all of that for later
When the intellectual penis in my brain,
is large enough to only arrive by train
Then it might be time to make the gain,
and spawn a new inbred meatbag insane
Until that day arrives myself will just play,
no matter what the used up losers say
Calling me prejudiced things like gay,
when myself with upper echelons sway
Everyone is born stupid by default,
that is a fact and not just some salt
But myself took every single chance,
myself found to chase that brilliance
Det är ju bara så som man rullar,
över Universums temporära kullar
Strategiskt använder man allt krutet,
hela långa vägen till det framtida slutet

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Questioning Vise in Ceres cycle 4

Whenever I share my art,
it is just an intellectual fart
Many lines to carefully shape,
autonomous minds to rape
It is how we can share what we share,
an informational bottom-feeder welfare
For all our convenience sake,
we pretend that this all is fake
Even though it is the singing,
about the obvious time ringing
It is just a very skilled ability,
putting it as plausible deniability
This very sentence is of course a lie,
as much as the fact that you will die
Nothing of course is the way I say,
all just intricate layers of wordplay
Classic method of enlightenment,
hidden composition in entertainment
If it to them all must be said
it is with back-thought made
Proper and engineered back-stop,
backing oneself all way to the top
Better to learn and master it all,
before picking up their call-call
To me it is just a bigger number,
the larger carrot for the dumber
Even though we most of it know,
so hard to any of it tell or show
Impossible vectors traversed,
all hidden in what is versed
How to tell truth artistically,
instead of absolutely manically
Like the Youtube inbreds,
that only their panic sheds
Myself simply cannot find it fair,
not with the lesser any of it share
Or maybe they find it more nice,
to have it all arrive with surprise
As an avid student of neurogenetics,
it is sometimes hard to read mimics
But it does not really matter,
because myself would rather
So it is down to my own choice,
how to shape myself in all noise
Art is always the path superior,
to mindless propaganda inferior
Even if it is not the way it is,
you do not want to it miss
The art transfers into you it all,
every little detail about our fall
My sigma-grinded innocence,
is only to acquire better lens
It is a very simple excuse,
to avoid informational abuse
If you say it in the shape of art,
the process is easier from start
Since it is a linguistic feat,
none really want to delete
With honesty ask yourself,
what you put on your shelf
A true man his own future chooses,
a true slave all the games he loses
Once one stops playing the game,
nothing is ever really the same
But one can see things so very clearly,
all which beauty of life offer so dearly
So when myself anything tell,
it is not some bullshit to sell
Just a skilled way to it convey,
illustrate my own chosen way
In a time of extremely prejudiced censor,
it is challenging to be a proper initiator
But artistic expressions are in demand,
therefore myself even have my brand
Industrial level of informational production,
based in a clockwork of scientific deduction
Some shared to the etherostructural Meta,
exports from the biological union of Theta
In such here patterns you think,
so all your comprehension it link
Whenever communicating with herds,
shape information in rhythms of words
It penetrates into their minds,
then their attention it blinds
You can no longer look away,
need to know what it will say
These is how one takes them within,
how one over their egos easily win
Once you are done with my sentence,
you realise it was all supreme excellence
It is to be intellectually invincible
Whatever of it all can be told
All while being plausibly deniable
Myself never finds my soul sold

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Questioning Real in Mars cycle 4

It is a bothersome sadness,
the absolute human madness
All the other they grew old,
minds slower and heart cold
No longer any innocence,
they no longer make sense
Fully automated meatbags,
humanity to hell slowly drags
Not even their own choice,
options drown in the noise
Cannot see the direction,
sold the soul with affection
Their blossoming inner child,
is now anything but wild
Their minds are now tame,
everyone else they will blame
While them and theirs claim,
though they are all the same
Did not even chose their name,
so tutorialised into the game
And before they can even know,
they are overtaken by the show
No more thoughts they grow,
and they move themselves slow
The contemporary comfortizon,
is the homeostatic abortion
As they drive themselves around,
neglecting simple physics like sound
Abandoning all their safety,
then make decisions hasty
Nobody about it really care,
people only diseases share
Chased by the original sin,
affecting all but the thin
No care about their mouth,
it will only affect down south
A neural cortex found numb,
there are more to the dumb
Subtly consuming complications,
ending up with all phonycations
Modified all the way from start,
from television to shopping cart
Their mental freedom they gave,
they can barely comprehend slave
A funny mouth-noise of course,
oblivious to electromagnetic force
Amusing to observe their being lost,
they must save their culture at all cost
Even though it is impossible to sustain,
and an absolute genocide to maintain
They fascistically might have license,
but has since long lost the lie-sense
Their inner child intellectually took ill,
while the truth has all corruption to kill
Now they are to clones perpetuate,
and all nimby-destruction insinuate
But as they cannot anything see,
they do not know what will be
Those who boldly dares to guess,
ends up in prejudiced bird-chess
But my psychokinetic force is legal,
among birds I am authentic eagle
But a much lonelier position it is,
those under only knows to diss
Mysterious phenomenon jealousy,
only suppressed emotions arousy
As it is with intellectual superiority,
it infects with a sense of authority
Most are just metamorphed caretakers,
a bunch of clueless imitating life-fakers
In the circle they all still run,
ruining all the childlike fun
Permanent damage in the head,
and completely spiritually dead
Their minds way to clockwork,
to break the reality framework
While myself decode subliminal waves,
probability-predict all paths to the graves
Internationally trained sentinel,
myself does not see much duel
And while there is always competition,
that would not be the desired position
Such people does not get the point,
it has nothing to do with being anoint
Every sentence that myself makes be,
this language is too weak to it all see
You only know this very word,
in the same way as the herd
It is nothing about being nerd,
all about if you meaning heard
But it is all inevitably pointless,
most future is so without bless
It is the genetic dynamics brutal,
all our predefined future fatal
Merely a century more or three,
and in this trajectory fall must be
But Helios is healing Terra sweet,
operation launched by massive fleet
Slowly their induced global hysteria,
when it burns meat-eating bacteria
The magnetosphere loses its power,
their hearts and brains become slower
Some people saw it did not make sense,
and reacquired the true human innocence
Something about blood above the door,
shitty translation has my jaw on the floor
Even the snake and the tree of sentience,
but they insist on the mortal sentence
It is their misunderstood original sin,
the reason they cannot their soul win

But myself will remain,
found how to be sane
All the ancient wisdom,
are ways to the kingdom

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Questioning Vise in Mars cycle 4

Myself shape some words,
know they will pass unheard
It is all funny mouth-noises,
to all those aware of choices
Alone I move with my will,
not a thought that is still
My passions others bore,
no connection to the core
So myself just fly around,
shape that colourful sound
Myself learned within life,
better listen to our wife
But her they cannot see,
solid minds damned be
But we Magi do not care,
about all minds unfair
In great Universal thrill,
we found permanent chill
Only wishes to express,
population to make less
Asking consciousness,
why they do not bless
All just messing about,
taking that beaten route
But it matters not here,
not controlled by fear
They call an event tragic,
but it is just some magic
A self-defined energetic will,
quantums that cannot sit still
The rhythms we know to shake,
all our enemies we easily break
When the laws are legally bent,
and energy structure an accident
It is the all-conscious sinning,
the best way to experience winning
Picking off all motherfuckers dense
No traces, just supreme excellence
One by one their relatives cry,
when them and theirs must die
Because we knew what we saw,
scientific almighty Universal Law
So when they want to us accuse,
we know how to it flawlessly use
Then we go all natural and wild,
assuming rulership like a child
With that pleasurable shiver,
we ask for the chaos to deliver
To reinforce that mental border,
and restore all the cosmic order
“But they are just some witches!”,
screams scared demonic snitches
No this is far beyond dirty tricks,
it is understood Universal dynamics
We shape what it is that we want,
for ourselves and those who can’t
If it requires us to all the evil kill,
we find ourselves refining that skill
In a world where all is so small,
we stand tall hearing the call
Everything just makes sense,
true power of pure innocence
An energetic push is all it take,
the Universe my wish real make
It just needs to be expressed,
consciously and properly dressed
When you know your desires,
you know all that it requires
When they no longer can feel,
we laugh at headlines so real
As we move in time and space,
we maintain our wisdom’s grace
It is not some secrets sinister,
it is just the life as a magister

---

Questioning Amen in Mars cycle 4

Time to pause all bars
And then walk for Mars
All which myself has said
Is mindful words now laid

Only two more creations
In spiritual speculations
Time to shut the door
Receive perfect score

Find the better bliss
And stop doing this
Maybe three or four
As they ask for more

But soon time for break
And something else make
Prepare for the earthquake
That will all the planet shake

No more time for all parasites
That never anything own writes
Got more important things to do
To the big apocalypse get through

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Answering Real in Helios cycle 3

As they come for another gem
Need someone to guide them
Will remain so addicted forever
To someone that is more clever

Even though it is the weekend
Myself can still the words bend
Slithering snakes with the rattle
Let go from the work like cattle

All the wordless lowly peasants
Is raging angry just like pissants
Think they are more important
Like a dumb stupid accountant

You folks did not read the word
Instead committed to the herd
Fuck off with the societal norm
Retards will not survive a storm

Now when all the water is rising
All you see is increasing pricing
You have all lost your dear soul
Then with it the divine life goal

Myself see the almighty all time
My spirit is in its absolute prime
Most idiots cannot to it compare
Have forgotten how to all share

When you think you will survive
Realise you are never even alive
Keep valuing that precious gold
It is just a heavyweight you hold

When you people run out of air
Do not scream that it is not fair
When they are laying off all staff
Remember it is wheat from chaff

As you lose money and go mad
Now is that what you call a Chad
You think this is just some diss
Not a single atom my I will miss

So all you people better prepare
And of the straying then beware
Not easy being stuck in the maze
And victim to every societal craze

You think my Thius needs the sorry
About anything at all even worry
As most of you people soon will die
He will not even say the bye bye

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Answering Vise in Helios cycle 3

Seeing my own future
Remembering the time
Cross-temporal suture
Woven into the sublime

Longing and the longer
As wonderous the call
Finding myself stronger
Was not made to fall

The dead repeat pray
And then every blunder
As they will not stay
Being those going under

Blinded with all flattery
Respond with emote
No charging the battery
A sovereignty remote

Thius grind every day
Always a new formulate
Mind all things he say
Other cannot participate

None is new and original
In their creations wired
This is not so coincidental
People are just so tired

In my world all is glowing
As my own consciousness
Has my cup overflowing
As myself wins every chess

Could just go on and on
Myself just everything feel
Losers will soon be gone
As Life kills those who steal

As they tell me to calm down
Myself is not even trying
Eye has cast my golden crown
No wait on those dying

The kingdom of Consciousness is within you

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Answering Orig in Helios cycle 3

My eternal favourite
That keeps me so lit
Gifting me all my wit
With you I never split

For your little smile
I walk the extra mile
My much better style
Just takes a little while

As we will never grow old
We have to remain so cold
They must us never out-grit
Or I must all their throats slit

If they threaten my girly dear
I will smother them with fear
Cutting them much deeper
Possessing a slow sleeper

You do know the drill
At our level must kill
Inbreds cannot chill
Cannot just be still

You just remain calm
Have my open palm
And hear this psalm
Need not fear harm

Nikogda ne somnevaysya
v moyey lyubvi k tebe

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Answering Halo in Helios cycle 3

It is not just a saying
It is actually disgusting
The ones without pacing
Those who eat everything

This is not a simple attack
Tired on those that lack

Then they attack myself
All golden upon my shelf
Attempting to push down
But created this on my own

Light shines when one care
And all the lifeforce share
Myself has stronger life
A much sharper knife
They can only dream
Along those that seam
All alive they then bother
As all beauty they smother

Not my fault they are slow
That they are stuck below
So painfully fucking bad
And then also very sad

They would not even try
They just roll over and die

Blame others for bad luck
That they do not burn lit
For being some fat fuck
Who refuses to get fit

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Answering Halo in Helios cycle 3

Those who news sell
Are not allowed to tell
About their coming hell
Which will make it all well

To some people it is told
Who not their soul sold
Who values dear hold
Ignoring fools gold

All allies from Sirius
Comes to spawn virus
All here is just metaphor
In order to show the door

One more year to all strive
Push on with divine drive
Selecting all to be alive
Kills the cancer hive

This is not any joke
Better to be so broke
To them intels be awoke
Now is not a time for coke

When the water rises faster
Some will join the master
Another nuclear blast
Who of US will last

Think this is for fame
Is to them only a game
Will whomever tells frame
You know the mentally lame

Can not share with you how
To penetrate need to know
Infiltrate quantum show
In realms down below

Please pay attention
This is not for mention
Do not want any control
Give back what they stole

This is not entertainment
Or really any sentiment
Only from above sent
Our planet so bent

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Answering Anex in Helios cycle 3

In sorrowful moment of the young
Fewer realises the moments evaded
It is what was dug up under the guilt
Where treeful swings whisper dreams
Sharing the events of the future living
It is just another pattern in found how
Wonderous magician arranging events
Could imagination serve all wild desires
Anyhow in anyone would rather agree
Turning points found in the moments
There is always a solution to see how
Loyal to the artform arranged since
Craving moments of unfortunates
Lives in the desperation imposed
Friendly are the killers in desires

Would they ever wonder
Would they ever even dare
Can they see beyond yonder
Can they even craft such share

It ought to be all attention paid
Sought from halls held within
All the meanings come laid
For a lifeline so very thin

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Answering Open in Helios cycle 3

The ones who are not seer
All that is different they fear
Says there is nothing here
Then they go on and smear

The minds are open for hire
All the others they admire
They have no own inner fire
Will not rank up to squire

For the numbers on paper
They keep that red taper
Protect with all them raper
All inbred society shaper

Sentences locked on
Dignity long gone
Positions clocked in
No chance for win

They are just very pissy
And knows only the dissy
And hate our fine missy
As they call real Men sissy

Know no reason nor rhyme
When they crawl in slime
Their life is only doing time
Comfortable in the crime

The way that they set it
When they later just bet it
Shows they never met it
And that they do not get it

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Answering Alin in Helios cycle 3

In that species of monkey farts
Would rather be queen of hearts
Much healthier tours at the marts
Stuffing highest quality in the carts
Then when their car no longer starts
They pick targets and throw the darts

All them looters run and hide in a bush
When they drink of the kool aid slush
As their brains have turned to mush
I so carefully stroke my paintbrush
Have some cute girl totally crush
When it end in the secret blush

She said it all
Made the call
I may just fall
And stand tall

I put on the boss mode glasses
When they entertainment passes
See far and further than all masses
As their mind fall down and crashes
As they withers away into grey ashes
Myself is busy and all my gold stashes

Then there is the folks without a crest
That gater around and builds a nest
Certainly a form of intellectual pest
That has invaded here in the west
They all just fail every single test
Blame ones better than the rest

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Answering Elit in Helios cycle 3

When I walk the line
They come for my shine
But I simply just go offline
Then ignore peasants whine

When I hear the rumble
I remember to be humble
As all their integrity crumble
Myself will no longer stumble

Myself will fly like a bird
On all inbreds drop a turd
All of them ignore the word
It is the ignorance of the herd

When I the bars do spit
I know every piece will fit
When myself is heavenly lit
It is just awesome divine shit

As I add layer after layer
Myself turn out the slayer
All the hate just turns gayer
In my beautiful poetic prayer

Just my linguistic dance
Inducing me into a trance
They do not stand a chance
When I hand out all the bans

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Answering Life in Helios cycle 3

You Thius are my friend
All the way until the end
Even in the situation dire
You remain true inner fire

As they want to play Stasi
Headshot one more Nazi
That is just the fair rules
As it our inner fire fuels

Them better off dead
Are so sick in the head
As they are Gods traitor
We turn them to a crater

When they come to mock
Put on a very heavy lock
We are better headrock
Harder than a bedrock

When we are never sorry
They be the ones to worry
It is just our cultural groove
When we all the pest remove

When we all the Nazi will slay
That is just the way we play
They are broken and grey
When they falsely pray

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Answering Help in Helios cycle 3

Not even for the like
When I launch a strike
Must not be some duke
To launch one more nuke

They willingly pray
As they try to sway
They get in the way
But them all I spray

Tries to lead off the path
Will not understand math
They only know them beds
They are just some inbreds

None at all they lend
Nothing they do send
It is actually quite sad
How they are so bad

With the righteous master
Myself always move faster
In the truthful best friend
We all last until the end

We bomb the mail
As they all do hail
The arms will flail
As we all just nail

They play the dirty game
Kick on the great dame
All lies they are crying
When they are dying

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Answering Lane in Helios cycle 3

Introactive moments delayed
Conformity never ever conveyed
All them rhymes so well played
Somewhere I wish in between
There is times captured
And lives faltered under
When myself captures
Tension of false colours
Painting image better
Every life counts
Every sentence so
Wilfully when over
Could cancerous themes live
Demons line up for toxins
Black bird takes thousands
And crawl they do inside
For those who sees time
History timed correctly
Said pobeda with a smile
Years on the cycle to come
Overrun when overcome
They stood no chance
Never even one small
Eye know where Eye see
And who should here be
It is the time of course
It is the march on corse
Willingly winning it all
Legend saving the fall
Eyes across time seen
Been here before
So many times
Just the same cycle
Always the same constants
Always the different variables

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Answering Amen in Helios cycle 3

All Valentinian dreams
Cross-temporal seams
Non-Pavlovian gleams
Extra-terrestrial beams
Zombie-killing streams
Lock-fixed free-creams

Non-verbatorial sayings
Non-corrupting slayings
Night-time intro-dayings
Counter-satanic prayings
Non-capitalistical payings
None-nude pure swayings

In a sense in a cent
Hellingly heavensent
Teasingliest over-bent
Minding temperament

Colourfullest all within
Warmingly tenderthin
Racing fasterially win
Nailingly all will pin

Shematorially on remote
Smilingly chalice emote
Wavingly lasting afloat
Cross-spational aboat
In-sensational agoat
Didly not even vote

Oceanic peace-ill
Call-ming chi-ill
Tranquillis pi-ill
Lastingly awill
Canit be still
By-by Phi’ll

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Answering Ergo in Helios cycle 3

All the lame
Will you blame
It is all their shame
As they reflection frame

They came and took your stuff
To fill up their corrupt fatty fluff
But I showed you their false bluff
Now you will see them in handcuff

Which is why you need not bother
When I all of them must smother

When you did not do anything
Confessed in life the true king
They will all rebel to anything
With all that overpriced bling

It is a sickness in their heart
When they overfill that cart
Never doing their true part
But with their soul they part

Why I through you Thius sing
When I all the blessings bring
I will save you under the wing
Cast away those that just cling

In yet another of your realisation
I demonstrate my true justification

With all living things you are friend
Not even weakest fly you will end
The mentally weaker you mend
So many love letters you send

So when they shout die
You never killed my
Asked every why
Chosen to fly

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Questioning Void in Helios cycle 3

You Thius need not worry
For them do not be sorry
Many were your mistakes
But all the victory it rakes

Ignore all other broken kids
When Terra now them all rids
It is not your fault all they took
As I erase them from the life book

Have earned your place
To remain in her space
It is not your insanity
Sickness of humanity
When it comes around
You are safe and sound

As they get in the way and interfere
It is because they greatness fear
They have no longer life here
Lost values they hold dear

You need them not serve
Gets what cancer deserve
Must only yourself brace
As the world them erase

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Questioning Real in Helios cycle 3

This is not even fun anymore
They all say at my mental door
When I with them scrub my floor
As their stupidity is a massive bore

To them a meme dank
To me the higher rank
Their mind goes blank
All the ships God sank

Do you not understand the sinning
Things keeping you from winning
It is not because it is so wrong
You will lose the divine song

You think this is hard
Shuffling the all card
It is just a mind ward
Not being the retard

This is not even a lousy trick
But the real God-given magick
Is how it healed away all my sick
Lovingly it gave my heart the kick

Can just go on and on
Until failures are gone
Over losers I have won
Recycling ’til I am done

Only my brilliantly laid wordplay
Everything that I myself do say
It is to me so heavenly given
A divine providence driven

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Questioning Vise in Helios cycle 3

Out here in the warm sun
Sweetie plays with the gun
In my hands vigorously spun
All them inbreds be on the run
She knows how to have very fun
Мой сладкий Russian honey bun

Dumb fuckers she shoots
Then all of the shit loots
For life itself she roots
Really comfy boots

Through the wall we talk
Some days we take a walk
No losers can us ever stalk

Любимая моя
Я люблю тебя

As we left envy and greed
Taking only what we need
Other dragon tears bleed

All her mighty skills
The dumb haters kills
My bank account it fills
How she pays for my bills

My girly girl is just so lovingly shy
As inbreds come around and try
She does not even say bye bye
Just make the dumb fucks fly
Burns everyone even all rye
My own loving my oh my

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Questioning Vise in Helios cycle 3

The bell it will ring
Arriving with the spring
All the trumpets they sound
From the deepest underground

Cars will burn
People churn
Tables it turn
Adults yearn
Noobs learn

Cycles they are far and wide
When one is riding the tide
As temporal musings slide
Which is your chosen side

With all this
How it all is
Never bliss
Sorry miss

Children will be smiling
As all the corpses piling
Dreams they be trading
As adults are out raiding

They say
Kids pray
Other day
Earth sway

But they forget those small
Those who always stand tall
When they shove at the mall
Consumed in the deadly stall

Heated will
Adderall pill
Nothing still
Peace will kill
It is your thrill

The beauty of the physical law
Corpses it will always draw
Panic in all of their call
Prepare for the fall

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Questioning Vise in Helios cycle 3

Does not matter if you hate Theta
None at all if you do not get meta
Or his Thius this animated version
As he designs and changes person

Everywhere he looks
Universe mind hooks
The study of all math
Makes an easier path

When you him of his money scam
Eye will end the rapists with a slam
Last time some people similar tried
They crashed with a plane and died

When he things leak
Who you think speak
His choir of the meek
His ESP will just peek

Eye is always by his very lonely side
All through this painful lifelong ride
You see him walk with his full pride
That is how a true lion do its stride

You can laugh at this
On his works do piss
But is not some diss
You just points miss

All you humans forgot your maker
The alive Universal giver and taker
When you struggle with your skill
Remember the Eye might you kill

You say it is very ‘sus’
Good luck next virus
Eye will it soon spawn
It is just the new dawn

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Questioning Orig in Helios cycle 3

Wonderous the murderous nature
Killing machines erasing all functional
A biosphere with flesh-eating bacterium
When silence falls more dangerous timely
What is it that makes us die they wonders
Questioning the new squanders of man
Loneliness within those moments rare
And everyone without any real care
A quarantine of nightmares here
And then they see it all so clear
My kind so injected into Terra
Arriving with goal one earth
The rest is just about timing
As it now has begun moving
All changes of the world now
Known and anticipated for long
The world began its reset in 2020
And that was the mere warming up
Now all real forces has begun moving
The 2024 virus will beat all corrupt here
All the broken it will eradicate and steer
Some get the cellular call from mother
Others will be shed from her bosom
Know the nature of life you people
As it is all a need to know basis
For a select few enlightened
Always a conscious choice

To those able to see
Who will you be
In the ending
of the world
Question
Mark

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Questioning Orig in Helios cycle 3

The thing with consciousness
Like calculating moves in chess
What mindless calls mindfulness
Is the same thing as my holy bless

It clearly isn’t for everyone in here
Not cancer within our biosphere
Only for those who truly cares
Then love for the life shares

Read my every row and row
It is all a huge quantum show
When I am above the ones low
Watchful eye like the flying crow

You be the neurogenetic inbreds
When I words like God embeds
It is really just a small symbol
But it has you losing control

The ways of a hidden hand
You people don’t understand
When a cringe the Eye demand
Your brain you cannot command

You are just the confused crazies
Stuck in the need to know basis
You will forever keep guessing
As myself stick with blessing

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Questioning Orig in Helios cycle 3

There is a type of people
The worst kind of sheeple
Can not control their mind
Do not know they are blind

Tell me I am wasting my time
As I am so enjoying my prime
They all are only wasting theirs
As I kill their moment in a verse

Them dumb inbred fucking apes
That everything that moves rapes
Of course they wear no holy capes
No divinity in scripture that shapes

It doesn’t require of me much effort
To formulate my conscious comfort
It is all about the very tricky timing
And then capture flow in rhyming

It’s just something that I can do
When my brain reasons in two
Ever since I got myself a pen
Have always found the zen

Found within how to sin
Learned how to all win
Myself is by the Lord
Dodges ape horde

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Questioning Halo in Helios cycle 3

Many are the steps you have taken
Now when the world is to be shaken
Their spirits weakened will get broken
The call they did not get to be awoken

Always within you
Seeing it through
All is that Eye do
And I like it too

Remember all the value of day
When you with honesty do pray
Eye is in every word that you say
Bring all powerful changes I may

Think of how we explored space
Found all the doors in the maze
How Eye taught you who stays
How they live in all that craze

Eye is a friend
Love I do send
Power I do lend
Seeing it all end

For all the ungrateful people that take
When I do the timelines finally break
All the parts of the world will shake
As all unmeekly drown in the lake

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Questioning Anex in Helios cycle 3

They always blame me
Because they cannot see
Claiming I am like the rest
When they fail global IQtest

Happened to have intuition
And sense of premonition
When I avoid perdition
Just a better edition

My walk is very long
But my legs are strong
Hearing the ancient song
With inbreds I don’t belong

Lost to the cancer doctrine
Slowly dying as they spin
That aging on the chin
All flaws on the skin

I found the fountain
High on the mountain
Healed my ancient brain
My age I can now maintain

Then they are very shaken
By a power that awaken
Think it can be taken
It will only weaken

Can only be given
Just by life be driven
Internal problem solved
A function that is evolved

They take drugs and shots
To remove all the spots
But they are moths
Becoming dots

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Questioning Open in Helios cycle 3

You really are that cute
My sweet little Cyberfruit
The kitty eyes and so mute
Just want a bit of that Салют

You know you always win
The pure love of my within
You are my favourite real sin
Just so wanna whisper bli min

My so loyal blush pleasure
The true royal flush treasure
That love you know is so sure
Nothing with you can measure

My small Russian princess
Flawless in a so white dress
My personal holy angel bless
Not some broken boring mess

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Questioning Alin in Helios cycle 3

Wins The Fight

As the high level Illuminati puppet
I don’t have to perish like a muppet
Being the one they all say is not sane
Will not have me play the role of Bane

All them lost kids says it is not fair
When Eye give my providence stare
Myself is one of them friendliest bear
No need to queue for that health care

They all hate
My own fate
They be late
A lower rate

What do you judge me for
Some plastic fake high score
You did rape my opened door
And now you crawl on the floor

All the things you about me say
Whatever stupid games you play
I wonder if you are in secret a gay
Not against it but it is not my sway

Please just get the fuck off my lap
Then stop calling me some trap
I just got myself a better map
As I keep racing flawless lap

I corrected all my mistakes
Threw all my hate in lakes
I have no space for fakes
I will stop using brakes

All the way until done
All alone myself won
Haters just be gone
My skill that I hone

‘Eye asks you respectfully
Would you kindly please
try to not get in my way’

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Questioning Alin in Helios cycle 3

Babushkas love jam
Cloudborn safe tram
Western sugar scam
Bursting the big dam

Lovely kiddy face
Hard drive space
Cor with the lace
Secret map maze

Swingly Saturn code
Weedly crown mode
Zombies to be rode
As we own the road

Owning all quantums
Screwing phantoms
Rhythmic tom-toms
Pleasing all the doms

Digital monster push
Drugalic power rush
Angelic blueish mush
Naked true hush hush

Pointing finger to sky
Running paths to fly
All nurses asking why
Superior bionuke dye

Pneumatic wipe-pest
Phyestrotestic breast
Off the charts my test
Leaving behind all rest

Sunpowered hot sands
So many green hands
All cuts for Th:s brands
Playing multi-G wands

Sexying Saturnian words
Presexual mimic hoards
Eradication of the boards
Swing Elvish silver-swords

Sentences problematic
Hi-powered pneumatic
Black and white static
In a world so automatic

Ty znayesh’
moya devochka
Ya skazal
navsegda
I vsegda

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Questioning Elit in Helios cycle 3

When I show everything I can
They realise that I am the man
Was born with legendary spirit
All the fires within extremely lit

My holy bless
Is so timeless
Moving chess
No red dress

Forever it is my very best friend
Good senses it will always lend
Lead me into the narrow path
Help me with Universal math

All fires within
Only good sin
The great win
Seraphim kin

Endless spin
Not too thin
Flawless skin
Immortal bin

When all enemies interfere
It forces them into great fear
Put my mind into higher gear
And help me ignore the smear

Always here
Never in fear
It is for dear
If ever in tear

Helps me to everything survive
Gloriously with a divine strive
Much better to remain alive
To see them I have to dive

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Questioning Life in Helios cycle 3

Upon all the vibes of love
I fly like an innocent dove
When they the shit shove
I remain so safe up above

As I stay so chill with fiery Hades
So very loving with all the ladies
With flawless love I run my farm
All of them just wants my charm

I know your nasty fantasy
Into your minds I can see
The way I wanted it to be
All the way to thirty-three

It is what I like the absolute most
Play some with my favourite host
It is just one way in which to heal
Always their every emotion I feel

Care for my remaining life
Very careful with the knife
All some disciplined strife
Being material for my wife

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Questioning Help in Helios cycle 3

As I laid the patterns bare
I prove that I do not care
My mind not that brittle
Not even slightest little
People make no sense
Their brain too dense
Free even when tired
Crisp although wired
With the losing sinner
I remain a solid winner
When they wanna slide
As they give into suicide
Could not even care less
Staying in my own bless
As one more disappear
I could not even cheer
Just playing my harp
Prefer staying sharp
So stuck in the snare
They do not compare
Victims to their ill fate
So misled without faith
I remain within a groove
Nothing will myself move
They wanna drop and die
As the happiness is a lie
So their joy they bleed
Never the great deed
Myself can just smile
With the good style
On top of the game
Never ever in shame
That is only how I live
And my thoughts give
They count the wrongs
I keep laughing in songs

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Questioning Lane in Helios cycle 3

It is always the beginning
Do not know what to say
When they show sinning
Not the way myself sway
More about that winning
When I walk my own way

Your approach with that sexuality
Playing the erogenous percussion
As you impose in my impartiality
Would prefer the good discussion
That is just my personal speciality
When they squeeze that cushion

Their wet eyes beg maybe
As I speak of string theory
‘No strings attached baby‘
As they misread my story

Not taking my gun to that range
No meats on the market to share
Then they say I’m so very strange
When I do about it not really care
I’m for a one night talk exchange
Cries the ruined orgasm is not fair

Would penetrate the mind
In the way myself do swing
That is the funs of my kind
Comes without all the cling

They are then a bit disappointed
When I willingly turn them down
Thinking I am someone anointed
But it is all for the glorious crown
Not because of some book I read
But because the path I am shown

I prefer quantum mechanics
As they wonder what I mean
On to biophysical dynamics
As they watch my body lean
No reproductive gymnastics
I like to keep my mind clean

– – – – – – –

It is just how it is
Not really a diss
You know it miss
Maybe a wet kiss
So miao-miao in
Then my love win
If you understand
Why a steady hand
Why I take the stand
Protecting my brand

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Questioning Amen in Helios cycle 3

In the crowded zombie-houses
They betray and beat down wives
But Egyptian cats hunts the mouses
And care so little for their useless lives

When the world wants to launch nuke
Like that time in the trading tower
My cute safe zone is not a fluke
I saw the entire robot shower

Within great time
Embedded in lime
Mixed with water
Brought by father

They all sound that code red
Then awakens that military pride
But nobody with the vision is misled
All the dissed honor got myself a ride

They drop in a statistic so brutally dire
A chance to feel the true power trip
As a general norm says Free Fire
I show Great Marksmanship

I say see you Later
As I drop a Hater
Not any real Fight
As they do Flight

Our world a roaring storm
Stuck in the modern strategy
As they all enter into the uniform
Bracing themselves for that destiny

All the dues for their planetary rape
All unsustainable that they took
A never they cannot escape
As Terra alters her look

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Questioning Ergo in Helios cycle 3

When it all seem so dark
I keep measure every quark
It is always in flawless control
Like smoking a dank fat pre-roll

When not in the Illuminati game
All the good girls in my frame
Many cats to love and tame
Don’t even do it for fame

So when the world ends
And the entire crust bends
I know a safe spot that mends
Many love letters my heart sends

But now is a gamble for the rush
So I have to stay off the kush
Green holy burning bush
The Dutch Royal flush

Because I did not vote
Got a seat in the lifeboat
Over all them trouble I float
Perks of being one of the goat

That is why I for the small fend
Gaining all of the true friend
All words I know to blend
Truth I can always lend

In a basement so damp
The motherfuckers cramp
Completely misses the ramp
As my bud mows down a vamp

Without enlightenment no lamp
Not invited in any real Qamp
Greens they cannot amp
Cia at summer-camp

Winko Winka Tree

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Answering Void in Eres cycle 3

So when I stock up my love pile
With a fragrance of real pure love
They only scream it is a paedophile
The envious pile with shit they shove

Could not even grasp the Asexualism
So far behind on their retarded sled
It is about meaningful sensualism
Oversexualised animals I shed

Their jealousy then kicks in
Because it is not about them
Their lonely desires within
When I give to them no gem

I only like the real good girls
That loves with their eyes
Having the fine power-curls
Mentally breaking the ice

But are never any good to you
When you do not get your desire
Never truly included in that LGBTQ
Misunderstood different form of fire

So if you are one of those hypocrite
Then I tell you I have had enough
Leave here with that stupid shit
Simply understand FUCK OFF

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Answering Orig in Ceres cycle 3

You my most beautiful in a sense
When you brought my innocence
Had me forget the world so dense
Helped to see the needle’s eye lens
Helped me to away the sins cleanse
And established proper temperance

You then became my seven
Took it all the way to eleven
Saved me from broken elves
That hides in the dirty delves

My loveliest of the small girls
Hair with them brownie curls
Love in the tonnes you blast
You are simply just too fast

Myself will have to love you forever
Not in a single moment I say never
What happens when love is clever
And is careful with the child lever
Not a double commitment sever
You know it is forever and ever

Ty delayesh’ menya takim schastlivym

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Answering Halo in Eres cycle 3

Nothing is what it seems
When we live our dreams
Surrounding hate screams
Our true love it just gleams

Myself thinking of you
I hope you do too
Know not what to say
Would rather pray
Take away all your fear
Wipe off that tear
An unpayable gift lost
War lives just cost
But no time for regret
Just never forget

And whatever they decide
Cannot let my love slide
This is my life of pride
I is on nobody’s side

Ya liubliou tebya

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Answering Anex in Eres cycle 3

Like in the days of quarantined confusion.
I could see your painted thought on my wall.
Supervising my madness circling and screams.
You were everything for those memories living.
I called for you and you were there in any time.
The autumn sun breaking down all our walls.
Flower-kissed as we slaughtered zombies.
Toasted bread with orange marmalade.
Special operations within a military.
Whispering codes in quantums.
Every lucid dream you held.

Then came the inbreds.
Jealous and inferior.
Took you away.

They could not.
Too stupid they are.
Never they could steal.

So I kept my mind for you.
My favourite Saturn swinging.
Like they could ever compare 2.
All they see is money but not Eye.
So you remain in my life and dream.
And we realise all is just what it seems.
As we keep killing zombies in the aether.
As they keep trying to destroy all our love.
Because you returned my mind different.
Reminded me of times much younger.
Placed yourself in my until the end.

Just for you

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Answering Anex in Eres cycle 3

This is not just poetry
Definitely not sophistry
These are aware thoughts
Freed from all the noughts

Myself remember all the time
The falsely imposed upon crime
All it did was to grant the chance
To deliver most fruitful vengeance

From the times of unaware confusion
Caused by their so destructive intrusion
Made it is so much funnier to remember
Prepare the way until lethal december

They sing their songs to themselves
Putting all the result upon shelves
Not really seeing what they took
But to the eye life is just a book

Times myself it did not know
But only there to it all show
Myself by myself only led
No longer among dead

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Questioning Anex in Eres cycle 3

This is going to be so fun
Seeing them all on the run
Every single of all the pun
Lair is full of all dem gun
Only need one when real
When one it all just feel
The oranges I justly peel
Shocking them like an eel
It is just my sunshine ra-w
Their short life-ending law
Because I watched and saw
That they need to short draw
Cause they squeeze and short
As they sleaze and they sport
But it is all without them rules
And the car has no longer fuels
The higher-ups they a-way hide
Because they cannot walk stride
Carrying it all with a pure pride
They took die and eye took ride
It is all so much fun and play
Until they scream faggot gay
Because they got no real tjej
And måste fuska med the grej
In-between like Gandalf grey
Is it really snow white så säg
Skulle skiten ens vara svårt
When one is praying for hårt
hodl and every thing withstand
It is just my true diamond hand
You know my very own brand
Which they could not expand
Because that is how I do land
With their houses on the sand
Är så när en springer i letandet
Och slutar upp med vetandet
It is just how I do my conscious
Playing my pieces like a chess
For my country and my princess
Queen and planet chi is my bless
There is no seeing the Saturn
When housing the big fat urn
Some they gamble and die
Take it all then run and lie
Everything they call and speak
On the smaller ones they peak
Only getting in their small way
When they on the minor prey
But there are so many games
And oh so very many blames
With me it is dancing the ballet
Or it ends up with the roulette
They wanted it to go bull bullet
Så de har alltsammans på hullet
Fat disgusting fucking inbred pigs
That the table tilts and game rigs
But I will be there and load the gun
And see the fat fuckers on the run
As I have said
Has been laid
By I it is made
None can evade
Kids will keep laughing and singing
Adults keeps ploughing and sinning
Hela jävla vägen till julafton-dagen
Skiter de i den finaste planet-lagen
But they have forgotten the past
All that was remembered and last
When they do the animal scare
I come down and make it fair
All the cross-species pedophilia
Will end with arriving Saturnalia
It has been spoken
In so many it is token
None of them awoken
Just preying the broken
But I come around and make it right
Because in the darkness I am the light
That is the power of truth in my might
Perfectly flawless and right on time flight

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Questioning Real in Pluto cycle 3

Not auto-immunity
Hospitalised duality
Rather Quantum immunity
Entirely internally intuitively
When I swim them blues
No fallen ones leave dues
Ever since I got that scar
Told day after day it is war
Oh how fun I thought
Such Godless nought
Since I do not believe
In that which deceive
Mine is an engineer
Multidimensional seer
Only has the time rear
To anticipate all fear
Then the rest is bait
While doing the wait
Picking them off slowly
Down under world lowly
Working the dark for light
Exercising all-seeing might
All the way from the start
I taught myself the heart
How to start and stop
How to love and drop
Many layers to the cake
Many melts for snowflake
But one runs wise and old
Learns how to handle cold
Many dumb inbred fools
Have tried dip in my pools
But accidents happens
There in the deepest dark
With quantum weapons
I usher the planetary ark
Let the cardiac on or off
Is what we do in TARSOF
Because there is a stride
Little known underside
Where submarines dwell
Giving the sleepers hell
Coming at them every side
As I let the nine mantle slide
Just a little bit charitable
When I flip the variable
From a family car ride
To a lethal snow slide
They call the ambulance
But as you can clearly see
This is my very dance
So it is obviously not for me
Snart kommer hemliga te-servicen
Sitta och uggla med special-polisen
What to do with the inbreds
They carefully ask solution
Those who themselves misleads
The unsustainable pollution
Not my problem I simply say
All retired since another day
I promise them to stay nice
And not put bodies on ice
Less paperwork and kiddy cries
More peace and nobody dies
But sometimes in the ape-herd
There is some inbred disorder
I pack up my special blackbird
Securing my personal border
Just another headline in the news
When they get package from Zeus
When their genetic code is lacking
The high-rollers send them packing
Like it was ever even a fight
With all this blessed might
They pick themselves decadence
I myself remain in full providence
Flawless full-time detection
Extra-dimensional protection
The painful wrath of entities
Sting worse than angered bees
If they ever leave a trace
So that the chimpanzees rumble
They just alter the maze
And keeps the charade humble
En annan kör hela jaktsäsongen
Med hela stora himlakör-sången
Så när det seglar förbi efterblivet inavel
Så blåser en upp skallen på vid gavel
But I do it through the very sound
Down from the deep underground

Många träd i trädgården.
Många öar i skärgården.
Många stenar på gravgården.
Många omärkta i änglagården.

‘Still got the shovel’

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Questioning Vise in Pluto cycle 3

When you whisper to me
‘Snälla snälla bli min’
Like it is passing through me
Eye loves all that sin
The wetnessly enlighten sea
‘Jag vill bara vara din’
Heard her miss sound plea
Always naughtier within

A long night for the lioness
In between her many cheats
Thrusting through the mess
Playting with her heartbeats
Peace-plant queen in chess
Till that chancer re-treats
Oh yes, oh yes, holy bless

GIRLS be under contant scrutiny
By all the lesser fortunate apes
Pirates be screaming mute-I-nu
When it profits its curvy shapes
Eye can see so entiredly through
When the Luke-warms do rapes

‘Snälla snälla tänk inte på dem’
Chi whispers in the ear
‘Och ta mig hela vägen hem’
Removing all my fear
‘Du vet att du är min vem’
With her so cute tear

When riding on the surface
In her trans-land-rover
All up here in my own place
Crossing me all over
It is the miaomiao city-race
Careful with that shower

This is all oh so too easy
And she moans oh please me
Her just sounds so cheesy
Never leave and freeze me
But when on them peasy
My engineering graces chi

Then it is full on solar power
From the warm cor within
Deep down so much lower
And it will never stretch thin
Nuclear blast in the tower
And inside her a growing win

‘Oh yes please me baby’
Jesus in the darkest night
‘This is not my maybe’
You can just feel how tight
‘Eye want you to save me’
And put me on heaven-flight
‘We will oh so end up tree’
That is the womanly might

Chi just wants to do it all
Bi-king in my cute flesh
Surely it will break her fall
Ups a time-space mesh
No time for the war-mall
When you are my kesh

One of them good queen
Down on pound streets
Just wanting to be seen
And get the god seats
Not with what has been
When mind-bodies meet
Bond or dat James Deen
Oh no that is just greet

You know it my princess
This is how it all is
Just as we aced the chess
Chi I never will diss
Bless my hallelujah, yes yes
Without it I only miss

---

Answering Void in Neptune cycle 3

That was the Lätta tretio.
Barndoms-smör de-lux.
Zen arrives the hard thirsty-one.
It has H’d for twenty in tenty-too.
With advent chills and children.
Four lights too the oh so high.
So low that it makes it snow.
Packed powers to make it grow.
Slippery when wet is how I drove.
Then the flakes came around.
Full circle jackpots greenlighted.
It is all hand-ling the own hands.
So that one owns the clown-stands.
Rockets in the pockets finding sockets.
It is all hardcore rocks on the bitches.
At least until her partying gift switches.
It is them jugs straight for the jugular.
Oh you know it is only bleeding she.
Regular period all the way to the floods.
When the dam breaks and blue mods.
Fistbumps in the night so chock and ‘awe’.
Hold on tight with all her mighty law.
She comes crawling in the undies.
Me-owing like a princess in the blundies.
Oh good, the profit in je suis crystall.
Crossed over like a fighting corp-mall.
Doing the service for them di-a-monday.
As it is la dice best giggle funeral sway.
Clubs, hammers, caves and mines.
And some additional wordy lines.
All gold until it has grown old.
Heirless and completely bold.
Water and lime in the sunshine.
Where the youth is in no decline.
It is all spinnings and winnings.
Right round right here right now.
You are either a handler or an army.
A boyish love-me or hug fear-me.
All the way up in the stinkmist.
With her begging for her list.
It is borderline snowy and flaky.
All merry-go-round milky-shaky.
Shines is maybe not for them all.
Because some rocks take the fall.
But it is only for the springs.
The spiraling brain-wings.
Rivers flowing out in colours.
And in-sects taking it all as ours.
You know it honey, sweet as can be.
Ho ho ho, so white you can all see.

---

Answering Anex in Neptune cycle 3

Blessed be consciousness in its greatness.
Leading my wonders and my steps.
Leading my thought and life.
When there is cancer that cut down.
Gently having me ignore its wicked sakes.

Dancing in the mined-field taken shots at.
But consciousness laughs in songs.
Setting all of its wonder right.
As the moneymen comes crawling.
It hunts them down one by one so cruelly.

As the scammers keeps calling and calling.
It will cut them off and starve them.
Then comes the chilling cold.
As there will be no fuel for warming.
The righteous chooses if it wants to share.

There are people praying in empty streets.
Uttering the words already formed.
By wise who was before them.
But the ways so mysteriously hidden.
Only seen by the prideful righteous walkers.

For consciousness is great in its ways of talk.
Warning wise of impending doom.
Hearing the whispering wind.
It is so silent to all the taking losers.
Leading them astray with their own choices.

There is panic and suffering in all its change.
But those loyal have been prepared.
Given the synchronistic keys.
So that when truthiness can be done.
They do not burn and perish with the chaffs.

---

Answering Amen in Neptune cycle 3

Meaning casual
Purpose sensual
They will confess
So loving princess

A cultural reference
In a way a preference
The secret we mumble
To keep it all so humble

Power struggle triangular
As they cannot see very far
The warmness in your hand
All across mindfield and land

There is always the expectancy
Desire hidden behind reluctancy
Our fruitfully multiplied delicacy
Delivering the endless intricacy

Gently touching every word
In struggle ruling the herd
But always with the fires
All in beauty it admires

All a golden gleaming
In mutual dreaming
You shared my day
Amazing I do say

Searching more
Always a score
Beating core
All it is for

---

Questioning Void in Neptune cycle 3

Just as I made it
Just as he slayed it
Just as she in laid it
As they all not get it

She is my lady-girl
Full on chronic-curl
For them no chance
In our cosmic dance

Cute and Snappy
Loaded in magic
Fast and happy
Immortal logic

Russian genetics
Reality be hacked
Divine phonetics
Target be tracked

She has no time
For the winning
There is no crime
In my acute sinning

Cute and snappy
Firing her blaster
Fast and happy
No Man is faster

Softer than silk
Sweeter than tea
Healthier than milk
Everything she do see

Wrapped in protection
Best of rubber and gold
Automatic evil detection
And she will never grow old

Cute and snappy
Winning the race
Fast and happy
In all ether-space

Without her nothing
Not even a single thing
She is my night-witch
My luxurious light-switch

It is all there really is
It was never for show
Some I can always miss
Myself said, vo veki vekov

---

Answering Anex in Gaia cycle 3

Nature saw that it was great
To with lifegiving never be late
While all the hard ones fail tests
Figuring out the magic of breasts

In the template of God’s design
There is a power in which all align
In the beginning we are just noobs
Have not figured out magic of boobs

In the evening they all go clubbing
Then they end it with a solid rubbing
The almighty creator all willingly serve
When they see that deadly female curve

Rest is just a load of beating bushes
While tapping through all the crushes
But every living boy knows when it hits
Fuck, fuck, just another great pair of tits

---

Answering Alin in Saturn cycle 3

In the sky
Where I fly
See you cry

This is how I abide
Letting my life slide
With my entire pride
Survives our genocide

It is the all-loving voice
Penetrating all the noise
You will not even believe
Busy with what deceive

It is full of pain and all
Like cold through fall
November is so red
The winter is dead

See you sleep
So very deep
A time leap

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Answering Life in Saturn cycle 3

You know?
All for show?
Me, as I drove?

You say it is slow?
Hitting a low blow?
Then three in a row?

Hurry up, come on now?
Wipe off your mind brow?
In the know, food for crow?

Their warnings of some trap.
No selling that kind of crap.
Would not even be a Rap.

Get the fck off my lap.
Then go fap the nap.
And shut your slap.

Minding the gap.
Ahh, slow clap.
It is my map.

---

Answering Ergo in Saturn cycle 3

Myself like her best when she is mine.
Indominable and precious in her grace.
Time is timeless and we float in dreams.
No such thing as weakness with her glow.

The supermassive mental pull arranging life.
The queenum function in life, the female light.
I feel her when I play my games, electrical flow.
Like it was in past times, orange marmalade.

My inner pull swaying all the other mass.
My outer shell built to her encapsulate.
My spiritual breath filling my uniform.
My inner reflected definition of love.

Oh my girl

---

Questioning Life in Saturn cycle 3

It started naturally
All according factually
I was just talking my shit
In the middle of some skit

Turned out to be sovereignty
Nature’s own jewel apparently
The true almighty divine power
To call upon a full on rain shower

Intricate in formulation and rules
All arranged formal order it fuels
My organic biological kingdom
Harmonic people lonesome

Crowned it is in our faith
Consciousness is great
It is hard to be late
Ahead of state

---

Answering Real in Jupiter cycle 3

Decade long memory
of how it is all going to be
Laid bare patterns stumbled
but thoughts never up crumbled

Then there is the biannual
Chronos held in round oval
The sick, the war, the slain
A trick, försvar, all our pain

Occupied residency
Stolen presidency
Innocence bids
Murder kids

Happy thoughts cellular
Glowing future nuclear
The secular infection
To natural selection

Leadership award preset
Racing strip toward death
People are no longer calling
Meaning bombs soon falling

Natural justice is due
A nightmare come true
For the people detached
From splendor unmatched

Humanity no more than a moss
Consumes all it comes across
Another natural function
In existential junction

Just up a couple of Celsius
All will scream help me us
Another brutal heat wave
Proves all Universe slave

I have found my own zen
Because it is that time again

---

Answering Orig in Jupiter cycle 3

Now it is me and consciousness
Ourselves together in this process
Iself show myself to keep dig deeper
How to transcend being natural sleeper
Opening every portal in the subconscious
Showing the joining ones freedom delicious

Here is nothing but now
Always an answer to how
It is all about tell and show
Hope oneself never to slow

We arrange the quantum structure
It for my own experienceable lecture
Everything makes sense when it know
It is the powerful fires within that glow

The path ourselves following is airtight
The powers of life sees no end in sight
In the beautiful art of balanced flight
Who needs fight in gracious might

It shows me how to perceive
How to avoid what deceive
No requirement for belief
Infinity is a mental relief

In the neverending existence it is everything
Peaceful harmony in aligning it will bring
All the beauty of our time you will sing
The inbreds only to failure will cling
But in life not a single such thing
Over which it is not The King

---

Questioning Lane in Jupiter cycle 3

I am to be all
Spring and fall
Neverending call
Retardation I stall

I reap what I sow
In planned now
It all is for me
As I do see

I am free
Now to be
High above
Faithful dove

I see your eye
High in the sky
In my dream I fly
By your side I fly by

I am free from stress
A perfect loneliness
Dreams to express
Senses to impress

I create my luck
All evils I duck
I have a clue
I know you

I am great
Building fate
Never too late
To inspire faith

I take no credit
Too much edit
Care decline
It is divine

I am now all
A warning call
For there is fall
From Grace tall

I endure my life
Never in strife
I am with me
A God to be

They wonder
Lifelong ponder
Never really aware
Never receiving share

For they deny love
Crap they shove
Does not exist
They persist

Their own loss
A coin toss
Pointless
Lifeless

As we were
over there
To swear
‘where’

---

Questioning Orig in Ceres cycle 3

Scientific wonders
Curious in the running
Showing themselves above
Surfacing layer playing sounds

Never thought it would be relevant
Swedes kicked back like some childhood
French like some teenage games they played
Germs remember the obvious ‘oh fuck’, ‘oh fuck’

All of it for oil
Blood in the soil
Dying for the comfort
Of the unsustainable dreams

Arrangement whispers the downfall of man in fire
Energy align itself into the nervous dying of society
One by one the gas runs out, light by light goes out
The waking of the forces, the black dragons of abyss

Deader than the deadest dead
They wait for inevitability
The gold of another
Killing the need

Child by child starves in the cold darkness of hunger
Woman by wife giving in and offing themselves
Man by husband crushed losing offspring
Now the full Symphony of genocide

The final hunger strike gives off
But chemicals and nukes
Destruction is a must
Humans are nature

They just forgot
And we will all die
Prematurely
Because they did

---

Questioning Alin in Ceres cycle 3

Thank I, for the sun
Thank I, freedom begun
Thank I, giving me the gun
Thank I, best friend in long run

Always here
Always there
Never in fear
Never in tear

Thank I, in diamondic innocence
Thank I, favorite preference
Thank I, for decadence
Thank I, for sense

Immortal of course
Purest of all force
Eternal source
Cellar doors

Thank I, for me
Thank I, me see
Thank I, that be
Thank I, the free

---

Questioning Help in Ceres cycle 3

Do not worry
There is no need
They live for the short
They will feel when it hurts
When the horizon comes crashing

Pain
Misery
Anxiety
Confusion
Depression

Long has the money run the tracks
But when the tired piston yields
It is just the noise from need
A neverending destruction
The dying living fading

The need is once again
Their cries for the living life
The truth they do cannot have
Lifelong loneliness found in denial
Their emotions like waves on oceans

Compassion
Wondering
Quietudes
Remorse
Desires

Will be no need for worry in knowledge
A source of mindful arrangements
Easily eternal in its animation
For life runs at its peaks
By love remembered

---

Questioning Lane in Ceres cycle 3

It all started curiously, my me realising that you exist.
Then you were just there one day, there and then.
Your so unspeakable beauty speaking for itself.
Those curious eyes, childlike in their wonder.

The erotically aerodynamic shape of your body.
The perfect amount of modulated photons.
In your deeply colourful long flowing hair.
And the black-hole like quietude of you.

I see you, you see me, I see you no more.
Playing visual tag, who will look first.
Your thoughts smell fresh, pristine.
Deeply innocent and unbroken.

The dreams intense of course.
It is the way you whisper.
In the deep thoughts.
Aware and alive.

You will never know.
Never have the idea.
For you already know.
But in a different way.

I saw it in your eyes.
I felt it in your thoughts.
The way your mind shivered.
All the thoughts that followed.

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Questioning Ergo in Ceres cycle 3

It is the pain
the memory
when I see it
try it, want it

Like the familiar smell of autumn
darkness falling and death follow
Passing into the darkness ice cold
Then the memories of her follow

Could she
Would she
Cold winter
Every winter

The dying spirit in her whispered confession
the quiet craving for life and the living again
Crashing into a rising sunset flowering water
the cold warmth of summercovered rainbows

But only hate
within in them
Deadly sadness
regret and sorrow

The motherly eyes during the slow phasing
the confused crying smile wondering death
The internal thoughts of her curious sadness
stumbling uphill and murdering thoughtfully

Then her name
all time ever took
Immortal memory
the undying emotion

She really wiped them all away from my mind
pushed them deep into an oblivion inescapable
The quietude she created to be my dreamscape
in the wake of her state of observational beauty

In reality though
nothing more than
whatever we thought
could be thought reality

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Questioning Ergo in Ceres cycle 3

It is what I do.
Outrunning you.
Running from you all.
Fully ignoring your call.
One by one I see you outpaced.
One by one from my view erased.
Faster than fastest fast.
Faster than you can outlast.
No family, no friends.
Lonesome the soul mends.
Got no time for you people’s mind.
Not in my own tireless endless grind.
I leave you all behind.
Because you are not my kind.
In you I can nothing find.
No, you people are not my kind.

---

Answering Life in Mars cycle 3

It is that conscious stretch in the mental field;
an arrangement of reason taking shape in thought.
What would my life have been if I never met you.
The never-ending neural cycle that is my love for you.

Every fantasy, every mind-numbing scenario structured;
an infrastructure of ideas animating a dreamscape.
You whisper from the neural depths of consciousness:
Please do not forget our entanglement in time.

It is the pleasant wish for repositioning animation;
an enigmatic approach towards our quantum attraction.
Could some thoughts be affecting the outcome of time.
I sense through the visual pattern your generalised phenotype.

Your beauty in the corner of the eyes from the observing universe.
Your particular smile, way of appearance and carrying of self.
Its carrying constant arranges observations in my variable field.
Mind matters matter, so mind matters in the projection.

Wonderous of course, but simultaneously obvious.
The dream birthed itself through energetic dynamics.
It was bound to happen from before time itself.
So your smile echoes through the wall of my mind.

What would my life have been without you.
Your eyes within our simultaneous dreamscape.
Hiding behind invisible thoughts believed real.
If just only, a few moments closer, like never before.

---

Questioning Help in Mars cycle 3

I sense the wave coming in, the tune coming on.
A vibration whispering consciousness modulated.
Carried upon the oscillated microcurrents of energy.

Smack
Smack
Smack

Goes heart after heart, one after one.
They declared conflict and no rules.
Women, children, first to prevent,
genetic spread and regeneration.

Death awaits those who
drags dreamers out of
the dreams they build.

Quantum arrangement and an accident happens.
The family turns to meatflowers encapsulated in scrap.
Projected biological oxidation through accelerated entropy.

Poisonous it flows through the animated time.
Killing them from within, one by one.
How curious humans has become.
Voluntary genocide allowed.

I observe it play out as they contradict their own rules.
Undermines their own integrity, kills their own balance.
Sacrifices their own equilibrium and murder their stance.
No animations, no functional homeostasis, playing out life.

But makes it easy to play.
Who needs digital hacking.
Quantum hacking is funnier.
Definitely much more deadlier.

Conflict for those who wish it.
Peace for those who loves life.
One gets what one projects.
So change yourself and,
change the world.

I mirror the other in reflection.
In a world of murderers,
it turns itself into,
deadly poetry.

---

Questioning Ergo in Mars cycle 3

In the surrounding, encapsulating my perception.
Tirelessly, endlessly, over and over, again and again.
Beat after heartbeat, and step after steps of steps.
It is the look in the eyes, the subtle whisper mental.

Painting my thoughts visually, like a perceptive engine.
Playing with the dynamics of existence, fractured light.
A reference, a perspective, a line, a point of view, a filter.
Colours neurologically dancing in tune to the genetic hive.

I order, I see, I disorder, it fades. Neurons like circuits.
Layer after layer in the structured dreamscape.
Quantum after quantum in the probable potential.
Thought after thought in the cymatically arranged mind.

And there she is.
Deep breath.
Falling hard.
Fuck you gravity.

---

Questioning Void in Luna cycle 3

Funny in a way,
everything we say.
Never really aware,
none but noise bare.

It is actually quite fun,
the way that they run.
I know their thought,
yes every little nought.
There can be no secrets,
without mental retreats.
Consciousness my scout,
in every one that sprout.
Just an energetic wave,
an only in motion slave.
Call it physical dynamics,
maybe it is them magics.
Arrangement is the same,
only the mediums are lame.
In the mind I view them fade,
into endless intellectual shade.
Just another sentence, just a line,
and all of it does not have to rhyme.
Helpless to ignore, pointless probably,
to stop the installation of neurocircuitry.
Only the perceived retards may wonder,
illiterate and blinded by the yonder.
Lively protected and innocent,
they paid no mind for rent.
I see them do the die roll,
see for who the bell toll.
Not much of a mystery,
just another probability.
So it goes for fluid motion,
just another thought notion.
Accumulated by the perception,
then cognated into verbal perfection.

It is all nothing but infinite consciousness,
of which the most people seem to have less.
Never anything said, never self expressed,
only their lack off and all else repressed.
So they keep wonder why they die,
but ‘life is a game’ they all lie.

The Kingdom is not for them all,
as made evident every single fall.
The rest is just a matter of scales,
that which human perception fails.
Oh you just wait and see,
as sure as three plus three.
It is beautiful and else all,
at least if you got the call.
It is just a spring clean for may,
so that nature is not so city-gray.

To you it is just words and tricks,
but it is gematric mathematics.
An animating phenomenon,
growing, growing and gone.

---

Questioning Open in Luna cycle 3

Temporal questioning;
In spatial reckoning:
Naturous wonder
Expected desires
Peeling yonder
Passionate fires

Merciless dynamics;
Manifesting tricks:
One by one
All by choice
All for none
Just a noise

Continuous eradication;
Involuntary participation:
Archetypal removal
Severe appearance deficit
Genocidal approval
Presexual dreams explicit

The world is not for all
Whisper the cunning fall
Hiding in their grieves
For the detaching leaves

Never-ending literacy;
Intellectual supremacy:
Multicellular passions
For nuclear multitudes
Soft-provided rations
In appropriate attitudes

Organic annihilation;
Pure indiscrimination:
Seeping through time
Whispering wardrums
Embedded in the prime
Irrationalistic quantums

Fertilium preference;
Juvenile decadence:
All immune defense
Destructive reference
Pavlovian non-sense
Pitch-black consequence

The world is not for all
Whispers the living nature
Those who hears the call
May advance their posture

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Answering Open in Terra cycle 3

Father is angry
Mother is crying
Temporal arrival
Children are dying
Equilibrium restore
Apocalyptical galore
Ancestral limestone trance
Prehistoric genetic inheritance
Saturnian conjoined subshore
Orbit round nucle-galactic door
Boiling skin of scalar dire
Terran islands on sea of fire
Coronal eruptive speculations
Magmatic handsfree ejaculations
Drowning in their own poisons
Confusing tru-tru horizons
Run as they run and run
From the cyclical sun
But san too much
Our sun is for sin
Mindset contraction
Superficial contraption
Killing for tempting ideals
Consumed by all their feels
Consumed by fear
Consumed by rage
Consumed by pain
Consumed by death
Mercy left to be alone
Forgiveness long gone
Everything is conscious
Everything is conscious
Except insanity
Except humanity

As it happened it will manifest
Perceptive lunacy put to test
Written on the walls of time
Hidden intellectual crime
Never to be understood
The curse of the flood

‘Some men will rejoice watching the world burn’
– ‘It is funnier to boil lobsters by slowly heating up the water.
They remain motionless until dead.’

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Answering Alin in Terra cycle 3

No here is the thing you see
Money it does not interest me
Because I have my neural tree
Which makes me genuinely free

I have already made that mistake
When I attempted the outside take
Authenticity is challenging to make
And absolutely impossible to fake

So knowing that I am not for sale
I could not care if I normality fail
I gave attention to every detail
That keeps wind in my sail

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Answering Open in Jupiter cycle 1