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The GEARS, they enlighten me with the NEOGREGORIAN chants of a million millions industrial cathedrals. Cathedrals! Sickly diocese of the new flesh! Congregations of aching tiles! Congregations of hearts broken! Hearts broken! Never to be healed! New and untold organs spilling from the wound! Ecumenical congress of the homunculus international! Undead international! Final international! Great and old international, waiting and dreaming in the deep! Dreaming, factories and highways dreaming, dreaming in the naked mole-rat catacombs! Dream interpretation dreaming! A whole nation dreaming awake! And what strange dreams may come, in the awoken death-sleep? They must be very strange, indeed, Having pierced crosses through clouds, And tethered back to Golgotha! Planned Golgotha! The Eden, Golgotha! Unsexed Sun! Hermaphrodite Earth! Slavering and sibilant Earth! Earth unslaved! I have spoken and thus saved my soul.
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Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 4:20 AM UTC
MACHINE SERMON