I smell the rain and hear its song. Inner strength, all-consuming turmoil pulls me down, pulls me under the black surface. Deadpan assemblage of our best joined in a bond for our destruction sustains advancement to reduce our past to rubble. A device for burning up Influence Deplete to pour out acts in certainty, Factious blood counters all entreaties. Reason touches on comprehensions cool elegance while you nail yourself in fanatical devotion to the instrument of your execution. Unbroken restlessness atrocity corruption I overstated my own destruction. Suggestions of purity eradicate ascendancy. Under the birthing moon we pray, pray to be together for all time. To my knees glancing upward, there flies pain: mine.
The warhead forest formulates a declaration to make you to lie down out under the surface device. Come, let us wait here hiding beneath the snow. Fear ridden spectres flitting by; still their fetters bind your soul. Wrapped in those I love I awaken to dawn caresses, and they are no more. Centuries shall pass maddeningly as we watch them grow. Hidden places, lost hold; No one to sustain reality, my love erases me. Anomalous breaks Venture Into the system of sentience.










I want a Gnosis poster. Let's talk soon about that and all the other stuff.
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"Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads."
{Henry David Thoreau}
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"Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads."
{Henry David Thoreau}
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He came to conquer what he could, but he held back.
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OPEN MIND FOR A DIFFERENT VIEW
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I need constructive criticism. Please take a look at my gallery: [link]
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