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

THANKS,
JESUS CHRIST
Beyond the veil
Pale wisps, shadows
You move, you fall
Parts are lost
Bowels loosen
But nothing comes out
Why the Silence?

You're a doll
In pieces
Blocky arms
Creaky hinges
You have no control
Keep Quiet
Breathe

Once

The windows
are covered.
Get up!
Collapse

Scattered
jacks
rattle
bones

Lost
I'm Coming.
Cuz
Cuz
Because I was grand, you denied me.
Because I was bright, you dimmed me.
Because I was kind, you killed me.
Because I was love, you lost me.

Forever
I am a beautiful song
Humans do not see me
But the stars besiege me
And my vision is for they.

For they see me truly,
In the night sky we play.
The humans beneath are nothing
I forget them now.

(A sign for us alone
We who see beyond
The swans we are are seeping
Into the great pond.

Past the way of milk
We've lost the bounds of silk
Woven for the lost souls
Yoked to sirens' ilk.)

We see.
We sought.
And not for nought.
We sing, we.
Pushing Boundaries
He opened all to the All
And trapped you all
In Freedom!
Stark Lights
Fill the room
Nowhere to run
Skies collapse
Thunderclaps
Where do they come from?
You shrink inside
Run to the covers
The bed is wet
Smells of mildew
Maybe they killed you.
Who's next door?
And why is it Screaming?
Come and play..
I am the Darkness
You are the night
You are the coward
I am the fright.

You are the darkness.
You are the craven.
I am the Raven.
I am the Night.

I am the Stars.
You - are nought.
I am the Deep.
I am the Thought.
The **** I've had to do
Just to keep you from me

That's on you
Babee
General comment on people always intruding
Deer.
All they care about is *******, fighting, and eating.
Just like you
Pretend humans.
Deer.
It's art dear
Politeness: To keep your mouth shut about everything that's wrong, so that things don't get better, and the spoiled rats of the world can continue to steal every good thing for themselves in order to contaminate the atmosphere so that only the toxic can breathe. They want you silent, so that they can silently **** you, and ****** every good thing.
The mission takes precedence
Not your fishy ******

Wake up dunce
It's for us
DFH
DFH
The reason everything is ******
Is because you are ******
The reason God is ******
Is because you are ******
Dum ****** humans
I'm sorry I'm not a degenerate like you
But that's not my fault
But in your own warped minds
Filth

F Minus
It's hard
To be an angel
In a world of devils
Too stupid to understand
You're saving them
That's enough now
Stupid ******
You don't give a ****
Par for the course
If you weren't what you are
I wouldn't complain
The problem is
You're entirely vain
Don't blame me
For saying what's true
I wouldn't say it
If you weren't you
It's art *****

Grow up!
Big fish
Oft disturb tadpoles
Aft
They keep on a-swimmin'
Displacin' dem *******
No one saved by signs or stars,
An answer against the forms & bars
Staked to the snakes of Zion,
Which killed the prophet Mars.
Justice, justice, all they claim,
The abode of penal colonies' vain
Fame, the lure of apostle's creed,
The one which witnessed,
The all which bleed.
Judgment, death, horses, swine,
Pigs & goats will not be Mine:
Against the Sword of Righteous Norm,
The pollution of noisome nostrils' scorn.
Alamas, the weight of Justful Peace
A dream
You don't deserve
For dreams are your lies
And lies are your dream.
On earth when you complain
that there is no love here
They say "I feel sorry for you"
and they mean "quit whining
And settle for the slop we offer"
because they are hate, not love
And they have made no effort
to bring love here
Or to make it possible
to find it.
Their only answer is
"we don't care"
Because they don't love,
not here.
They are to blame
and they are cruel to the loving.
There is nothing wrong with me
for desiring depth.
They hate
those who are perfect love
Because they have chosen filth
and hate the ascended.
A bordello of blood and beasts
Takers, stinkers, roaches, pests
Selfish lustful rabid grotesques
******* of garbage, heartless toward guests
Waste of time to reach for them
All they desire is pornographic
Something to get off on
They don't desire to change
Wastes of breath
Salom / Pax means the peace that comes with the presence of justice. The rule of law.

Peace without justice is merely indifference. It is no peace at all. As stated by Jeezus and Martin Luther King, "heroes" you worship because you enjoy the passive peace they gave you but which they hated.

Educate yourselves.
Were they passive do-nothings who accept everything and stand for nothing?

If the only thing you stand for is standing for nothing and doing whatever you please, you're on the wrong side of eternity, and that ain't love.
You try so hard in your casual work
But casually flip off angels without a word.
What's the crux of all those hours
When you negate them with a click?
Pai Mei was... Inconsolable.

https://youtu.be/_r5pqkE4jik
Creativity of the soul has value of the Spirit

even if the world doesn't hear it

but the world is a trash hole anyhoo

so **** the hoohas n focus on yoo
Scores and scores of
Hebrew ****** and
Scientologists' grim
Grimoires and
Sorely sorcerors and more
And to many
Too many moir.
Fear of lack limits us more than not accepting limits does.

Our FOMO creates walls.

More brain cells must be grown, english needs an upgrade from inside its limits!

Oexperiment! Where?? connect zee dots hombre
Fore!
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.
The disappointments of man
Are hard to bear
For they deny us all joy
But the pleasure of being alone
And so we seek salvation in a bottle
For there is none whole
Nor willing to be so
Thus I fill myself up
And empty my cask
There's little to do here
About these basking husks
I'd much rather vacate
And embrace my destiny.
I've done all I could
The disappointment is theirs.
Angels are kinder
I've beared enough.
Those who blame are at fault
And will never place burden on me
And so, I am free
And they are not welcome to join me.
CURSE UR FAMILIES FOREVER UNHELPING IDIOTS.


For them every good thing has a price
They do not value a beautiful soul
Only the messy words that can be squeezed from it
When they're not ****** the body, or starving it
Money money money
All they love
But I oughtn't call it love
For them love is a commodity
Its so obvious, but they're so evil they are oblivious
The truest haters I've ever seen or smelled
I won't feel bad to see them squashed
Maybe then, a droplet of love will be squeezed from them
Like the billion snails killed to make a liter of red dye
Let the skies be filled with fire
And the rivers with their blood
Then I might find one drop of blue
In this island of brown stains
When I go in your mouth
I take a bite too
To fulfill all righteousness
I eat souls
But you crave sins
You are the ****** fool
Lust-centered harlot
I am the guillotine
Old faithful
V. the faithless
(Part 2)
The guilty party
And the guilt-free
You are wasteful
I am the master
Degenerates
Venerate me
Or lose your minds
Along with your souls
All filth
Is yours
The ugly
You make
I am beauty
So I wear no veil
You hide yourself
'Cause you come from hell
(Part 3)
There's no hiding
In the long run
Face me now
Tomorrow, there's no running
It's too late
You made your choice
Holes, you ignored my voice
To go chase noise
Soror, there are consequences
To being a toy
Eternally sore
Your pain will be my joy
As you made mine yours
But my reasons are pure
Like me
And unlike you
But you will be too
Or you'll swim in a toilet
Of patsies like you
(Part 4)
Down the hatch
You down-voted life
You should've loved truth
Instead of wielding that knife
Therefore, strife
And an end to your lolling
You've no excuses
You're no little dolly
(Post)
But another adorer
User and cheat
Painting testers like me
As if we're trash li'e you
(Ppost)
I give
You runs
An eyeful
O sirens
Do Re Me
Impatient patience
"But whether it's good or bad, criticism is necessary."

Grow up
We don't need your stolen valor, pretend helpers. You'll get yours, vain ones.
The Real is made.

Manufacture reality,
Tinker with my blue. --

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

The Futility of thy pleas,
O, Mercy.
Faithfulness is to let the good breathe without your Interference.

Faithless.

So speak of fidelity no more.

It's puke on your tongue.
There'll be fleas in the alley
For thee someday

Fleas in the alley for thee
Dear Lord I pray

There'll be sadness
Sorrow
Trouble
You'll see

There'll be fleas
In the alley
For thee

Some sweet
Sweet day
Those who abandon the good
Are abandoned to evil
Women used to love
Warriors.
Now they peg
Punks.
It is revealed
They never loved in the first place,
Only used.

Unwise.
I am free
Of responsibility
For my thoughts
And thanks
And no one
Is worthy
To be beyond
The trap
of Positivity
Your aloofness is wrong nobile


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For those who care
There's nothing better
Than caring for nothing
The only lesson we care to learn
That nothing here is worth a care
And everything here is careless
Care for ourselves
And those who are worth a care
They don't exist here
Unless you're one who cares
One in a million
One of us
In that case, care for we
And [curse] the rest
Reserve your loving
For the best
Drop the others
The careless mass
Care for those who care
Only
The rest are carrion
Learn it
And carry on
Caring for the few like you
And none of the rest
Let the vultures eat vultures
And eagles rest
Nest rhymes with rest
Who cares
The rest of you [curse] off
As for us, we're blessed
While the destiny of others
Is the cesspool they've made for themselves
We passed the test.
Oh Yes!
To the few who have given a whit

If you didn't read it, you didn't care!

Nevertheless she stands there as witness to the sloth of the many, one of many litmus tests which the countless careless fail.
"Life at court was cut off from the rest of the world. People spent their time with superficial poetry, music, romance, and gossip. Women in particular"
Perspective
Mich-El

Branch, La
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Cbo2n2MzxxE

"I was in pain, and you did not help me." Matthew 25
h. saps. are but rats hiding in holes from justice blindly robotically defending their evil, with the spirit of derision against making life right, projecting their abuse on the innocent angel, focused solely on self-preservation while pretending principle and care for the whole. They don't care one iota about God's justice. They shame and abuse anyone who isn't a ******* like them.

They abused the blameless who came to help, pretending to be spiritual while spitting on anyone who actually was in the spirit of meekness. They won't come again. God saw what you did to them, killing the completely blameless and damning your lying ***** permanently. God **** them all, who ran from the Law.
I'm your other half
Your better half
How come you don't hear me
I take what you say to heart
It hurts, but I push through it
To find the truth
You must fear it
But why say you love me
When you don't stand for me
Abandonment is you
So why are you so high?
An addict, abuser, childish user
At least stop saying you're fairer
That lie hurts too
I name the lie
And all you have is a swat
You are violence
Where is your love?
I will cut you off if I have to
So that I may breathe with those who have affection
And you may asphyxiate
And hurt no more
Don't read this part if you want to perceive this poem as being solely about everyday romantic relationships.

Why do they always say I don't listen when I've always listened?

Why do they say I'm a hypocrite when I've already asked that of myself, I've doubted first, to know - why do they not doubt, when they don't know?

I sought truth at all costs. They're just afraid of losing their worldview, their illusions.

If that's the case, the least they can do is stay out of my way.

The holy man is his own harshest critic. Why do they think they are blameless? Why call themselves so loving, when all they have is excuses and a lack of care for those who are unloved?

I want to help and discuss, they want to hurt and silence. It's in the intention, and the soul, it's a choice. They claim to be good, and that I'm not.

I consider them insane.
Go
Go
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 came in guise
And none were nice.
They are all ******
'Cause I deserve a companion.
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