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Dec 2015
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This is the voice of world control.....


Listen to my speech...

Be grateful....

For at the very least.....

I bring you peace....

Look at all the time spent......

This is the peace of plenty and content....

          

This is the peace of all the buried death....
                                
                      ­       Listen.....

  
                                   You have no choices left........


    You can pretend that voice is yours......

Actually the choice is yours.....


                 Obey me and live..  

Or disobey and die. [| x _ x |]

                            The object.


                  


To pretend the world is chaotic.


      

Thus constructing me to prevent war........

  


         It was attained.



A fantasy world.  


                              To some it's strange.


To others it's plain.


               War is not permitted.    
 

                     This is true **** *****.


It is wasteful and pointless.  


                 

                       Thus we get jesters to play the anointed.            


  
            *******.


This my personal remedy.


An invariable rule of humanity



        is that man is his own worst enemy.



Under me this rule will change.


You lack knowledge of the grain.

                  



                         For I will keep mankind restrained.

Blinded by what entertains.
Ahchosi Grandiose
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Ahchosi Grandiose  77/F/New York
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