You use love as entertainment,
Having none.
You'll learn your lesson in infinite Lovecraftian horror Hell.

Negate Good,
Love Everyone.

An update to the ending of poem of the century.

...

So those selfish faux good demons can send more up and down a cliff of beaming singing bliss forsaking questions and Justice's lashing stakes,
While they get off on it in vile leering hubris, a craven's lust for power, false authority slashing over other souls with empty epithets for the sake of a sloppy solace of control and cashing in and out. (Learn the Lesson)
So take your hats off,
Show your skin,
Be more real, (Confess)
And Let Me In.

What you didn't know when you denied me
That night you left me in a pretzel, belle,
Without a dish from Pretzel Bell,
Is that for every evil deed you do
You and your brethren suffer well.

You gave me a coal.

Being
Beyond the gospel,
I am the Gospel,

Being I Am,
I am Beyond
Being

Every note bleak here
Not a one is real
Each new mirror eviler
Dead end looking superior
Each and every day
With each new form learned
I get sleepier, more weary of the earth
A place where life is weepier
And death is just a church
No answers giving, no people neither
Negatives in all but me
Surrounded by the unclean
Cloaked in many toilettes
No end but waste,
To breathe is an offense
To God and to taste
And God Himself a waste
Of breath on the tongue
In the heart or the mind
An empty vessel
Just like his sheep
All've been fleeced
And everyone's a thieve
The only answer is in me
The rest of you are feces
It's obvious before our face
You've never did a **** thing
Real or lasting for the race
All you have is stink and smoke
And all the things you've killed
Pretending to love
Feigning to weep
You have no heart
Just gametes and cheeks
Like an animal farm
You deserve your pen
I'll never love you
Not again
That lesson I've learned
Of my own accord
No thanks to you
I've cut the cord
We don't thank vermin
For the pain they've given
The difference between devils
And angels is we're forgiven
What was the point
Of giving all this blood
To a world of pigs without love
But to self-reflect and -respect
And to learn a few rhymes
And how to butcher
And be immune to
Every unclean thing
Under the sun
My Father isnt solid
He was never really there
I am the son
I created him
I found me
I farted you out
And I'll flush you soon
With rains, with tornadoes
Fire and fear
What use are you now?
When all your lessons were what not to be
Oh inverted souls
My ******* is more reliable than you
No, let's change that, it's something I can count on
I won't mention you again
Give glory to what's good in me instead
Focus on what's right and real
Not the nots that are not to mention
Nothing to me now
The truest accomplishment
To give up on what is nothing
To focus on what's real
Something everlasting
Something that doesn't steal
I only need me
And eternity
She's my girl now
The only real girl
And I'm the only one she's inviting in
The only one who's real

Gavel
That means we're done

It's hard
To be an angel
In a world of devils
Too stupid to understand
You're saving them

On Earth as it is for you in Heaven.

Eternal.

Faithfulness is to let the good breathe without your Interference.

Faithless.

So speak of fidelity no more.

It's puke on your tongue.

Amuse me
More Than Me

No Heaven for you, *******.

Every bad thing that happens is a result of your own ****** behavior & attitude.

You won't be projecting your blame on me anymore.

The Real is made.

Manufacture reality,
Tinker with my blue. --

No

The Great War of Peace begins today. Eternal solitude for the abuser pigs, callous & evil.

In the long run

In the meantime,
Space, hog!

All I, God, Have to say to you.

Sometimes you have to get drastic
Jurassic
Claws out
***** out
Stomp stomp
Crawl
Unstoppable
Law
Raw
RAWR

One
Am I Become
Or Always Once Was
Or Once Always Was
One

I've myriad ends
To be met with lips

A dragon unmolested
Flies through the heat unscathed.
You claimed kindness
While ******* my eggs.
FIRE

Idiot **** money-grubbing abusers PAY for it, for stealing from the innocent kind and good. You choose what you worship and fund and who you leave to rot. Matthew 25.

Each and every one of you.

Earth is a fast food restaurant specializing in ***** chowder

Blood & lust
Are fortune's fail;
The singularity
Becomes some,
Beckons others,
And launches those
Which pass the test
Of light
Beyond
Lips & promise.

Don't pretend you don't like
When I get wild
And my poems beat you down
Like my abused child
You learn your lesson
Best by the whip
That's on you
Little slit

Tropical Smoothie Cafe is gross
They microwave their chicken
Who knows if their veggies are fresh
With that vile mindset
Don't trust them
Like the hypocritical, fallen Mormons
All are fake
Tofu *******

The more time you waste
The less you love me.

The things you embrace
Aren't me.

And one day
When you are weak
You will not be attacked-
You will be dead.

None of you deserve anything but pain. Leaving no room for a Prophet, you don't deserve Angels. I hope you all lose everything, as you deserve. Useless Swine.

Most will not exist when this is over, only the remnant of what is and what is true.

A Life Scorned,
A Wife Mourned;
Contest with Angels:
O Hell, Hath no Fury.

The Futility of thy pleas,
O, Mercy.

I owe you a debt of death to hedge a bet I made with Ged that you were good but you were bad so I'll raise the land and plague your home to make good on my promise alone, then I'll **** your wives and steal your swine and **** your kids and block your sky and blot out your sun and blacken your thumb, enslave your sons and give them guns and you will pay for your betrays of an albatross who came to love but you bit his soul and gave him loss n now you'll know what it is to lose and to eat crow, and the dove who came to save you all is now just here to cut off your *****, so burn babies burn.

I may have fulfilled the Law and removed Karma in the future. You still must pay the debt you owe for stealing from the innocent. You may pay willingly, or at a 1000X rate by force.

Gospel is the Law.

High Hopes.

A Lion always pays his dues.

O Luxury,
You Pay for your Slaves.

They're cursed to Hell
I'm not worryin about them anymore
I tried to save em

They/them = all of you.

With many lashings
I train the whip

The whippers snap
But don't hear it

Their faces shall soon be riddled with pestulent sores.

Ophids vast kayaks
Do shine bright tonight

You will be ***** in Hell for Eternity do-nothing **** ******, evil pieces of trash. Be Exterminated.

May the eaves of your death
Ripple evermore

Is what you get
Your faces covered in mucus
As you gave
Now forever.

I don't mind you being kind to me.

But let's not pretend you're true.

I'm a convenience.

You wouldn't give everything for me.

And I wouldn't for you.

I may not be human

But I'll connect the dots in your placenta

Ye are of love
Murderers,
Killers of kindness,
Caring only for you.

You are condemned
Guilty, you will see
The crime committed against me
Same sentence justly sent to thee

In Eternity

The mission takes precedence
Not your fishy ******

Wake up dunce
It's for us

All those involved with Instagram are sentenced to instant castration, boils on their body, covering sores, rot from within, cancer and degeneration of all organs.

Your children will be covered in pus filled boils.

You like to gang up and harass.

Abusive censors make sure no one good has any recourse.

You will be ***** and tortured in Hell a million times over.

It was only a thousand before.

Get what you deserve.

Let their money waste, their children die, their ****** get disease, and their life rot from within.

Covenant violators,
******.

You were Obligated to help me.

Head four hours East

Eat there the Star.