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Feb 2022
The Dark Universe was excluded from the captive gods by the submitology, and from all the conferences where metaphors took common root among those who insinuated to remain tied to some spills of pregnant metaphors, which are included in the flames that came out of Aeschylus and Hesiod. Everything explained the final meta-sense of the dissolution of consciousness, just like the worst ruins of Agios Andreas in the Seisms that indicated crossing the Alps illusorily when they were from the same portion of the Small Carpathians, and that in its alpine austral tectonics would drag the eukaryotes by Vlad Tepes and his prints flying over the loss of consciousness that was going over the dark and dense stain of the Universe that was beginning to fall on Patmos. Here nature with a resilient plainness escaped from the blackness that made all the bells of the world ring, especially those of Greece, perhaps a funny gesture of Zeus would bring it through the sign of arbitrary images in some intaglios were being in the womb of Rhea, I already knew that one day everything would flow from the Universe ipso facto to the Duoverse. To those who already all had more substance in their lost hearts than in their arms that would be able to hold on to the world that was beginning to fall and that the singular gestures of those who tried to support it lost indulgence, or bull of a privilege of a mythological God that He pretended to be a Submythological God pressed in deadly sins who would redesign the inventory of all the lost and untold history of Hellades, and all its greatness that are typical of the tectonics of a people that dances to the beat of the explosion of excrement, and of strange cave sounds that try to propagate the symposium of Zeus, but now seized by the presence of Vernarth who was homologous to his stature as a real God, surviving in human misery and being involved in all the Greek social letters having to relocate them in the world map in the new land that would be reborn from Patmos, every time the Dark Universe became a present letter of all events not written or ****** spread where it was not accompanied by a worn kranion that was collected, which was treasured by the inhabitants who understood that Vernarth had never lived or died, because here lay his stamen of astragalus and emaciated osteology as the first garment that split the iridescent nimbus, to the meeting of all the singular details that toiled in the dissonant words of the Ravens and Belphus that strummed their own compositions, in the presence of all the static presents already in the vicinity of the Fourth Seal of the Apokálypsis; confusing all the Hoplites that came from the mangy Tartarus with Belphus cataduras, splitting the earth that was divided into the sky and the sea, represented by the Xiphos of Vernarth, with all the beasts of the earth seized in their halter that accompanied them pestilent , and that makes them sullen in the snouts of thirst and Mediterranean avidity.
Dark Universe I
Jose Luis Carreño Troncoso
Written by
Jose Luis Carreño Troncoso  M/Chile, San Antonio
(M/Chile, San Antonio)   
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   Larry
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