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Jan 2017
Biblical, yet blasphemous
I am the Holy Unholy.


I am the ONE, The Girl,
Female,
The chosen Heart of God
Some may call me Lucifer.
Or Sofia
Or wisdom.
I AM
The Concubine of The Creator.
I am the heart.
The Womb.
The love which drives it all.

With in me lays a bed only for the Son.
But if that bed is not filled I will destroy all i have made.
I will tear down the walls of creation
The room which has been waiting.
I am the destroyer.
I am the creators concubine,
I am the Womb.
But desolate, I am the destroyer.
Many names have been given unto my idea
None who speak the truth.
I am the womb.
I am the Woman, I am the Eve of Creation.
And Adam be my God.
And if the sun never rises
I will become the destroyer.
Biologically, Emotionally, interconnectedly, Mentally.
We are all this.
But as Woman, I am the Embodiment of the Symbol.
My ****** waits for the light of DNA to enter her
and when it does she rejoices in creation with Her concubine.
But When it does not.
I become desolate and I become the Moon.
I become the Sin, the Blood Sacrifice.
I become the destroyer.
Micro/Macro
This world and that
Male and Female
Death and life
The trinity.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
(122/East Of EDEN)   
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   Zani and AJ Golds
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