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Do you hear?

It is so strange to think.

That the world is nothing.

 

What do we have.

If everything we know is nothing?

 

It seems that we might

have everything.

 

Do you hear that you insidious close-minded mongrels?

 

We could

have everything.

 

We possess the power to control,

our dreams.

To control,

our hallucinations.

 

Do you hear that you spineless congregation?

 

Stop casting the revolutionaries into sweeping generalizations

of psuedo-intellectuals

and anti-theologians

and soulless lunatics.

 

You have no idea what you are missing.

You have no idea what you are ******* with.

 

This world will be your hell if you do not

embrace it,

understand it,

control it,

unravel it.

 

Do you hear that you mindless sheep?

 

You be lead where you please but I will shake your very foundations.

 

You would fear me if you had the mind.

You would love me if you had the heart.

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