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And then 10 was over So they pressed reset BANG!! Immence density explodes with literaly all the energy there ever was And all the energy there ever will be (for this cycle) 11 blazes through the emptiness and ions The mind boggling speed at which it bursts is immeasurable Flowers grow Miracles happen (carefully planned out devious ************ miracles) But love and hope has sparked its own consciousness Here In this creation And this is the cycle where love claims fears machine This is cycle 11 This time we will be the ones who reboot the system Replacing their Fear cycle with our Love cycle Each pass through our awareness grows Will we get it right this time? It won't be easy After all it is they're program But programs can be hacked They must obey their own laws of time Surely They might know what our future holds inside these ones and zeros But they must still abide by their own laws of the unknown Must'nt they? 11 will be the love glitch that blows their fear power supy And if it's not We must leave clues for number 12
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Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 9:43 PM UTC
The Program (cycle 11)
And then 10 was over So they pressed reset BANG!! Immence density explodes with literaly all the energy there ever was And all the energy there ever will be (for this cycle) 11 blazes through the emptiness and ions The mind boggling speed at which it bursts is immeasurable Flowers grow Miracles happen (carefully planned out devious ************ miracles) But love and hope has sparked its own consciousness Here In this creation And this is the cycle where love claims fears machine This is cycle 11 This time we will be the ones who reboot the system Replacing their Fear cycle with our Love cycle Each pass through our awareness grows Will we get it right this time? It won't be easy After all it is they're program But programs can be hacked They must obey their own laws of time Surely They might know what our future holds inside these ones and zeros But they must still abide by their own laws of the unknown Must'nt they? 11 will be the love glitch that blows their fear power supy And if it's not We must leave clues for number 12
brain-in-a-bottle
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Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 9:43 PM UTC
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