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It was her duty, She knew that, But it didn’t nullify her fear, It didn’t prevent the ball of anxiety From wrapping around her stomach And choking her entrails Tendrils of dread seep into her chest cavity Digging into her untainted heart Leaving marks She was honored to be chosen, She knew that, But it didn’t stop the silent rage from building In a place so deep inside her Not even they can take it away It was her fate, It was what she was born for, Without it she has no purpose She knew that, But it didn’t negate the tearing sensation Across her unblemished skin The unbearable pain, It didn’t stop her muffled screams from escaping It didn’t stop the tears Her white robes stain vermillion The brightness in her eyes taken Her innocence snatched away for the Greater good They all cheer For her selfless sacrifice She atoned for them What that meant, she didn’t know.
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Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 10:55 AM UTC
A Sacrifice For The Many
Starseed Divine Essence  A star seed from a time long ago. Just drifting in this realm of timeless consciousness, Awaiting the inevitable collision with its twin – The unification of the universal contract And the complete opposite, Yet of the same substance, Same composition, Same cloth. Maybe it’s just the essence we seek, The essence of Devine Just as it is the essence of everything, As simple as returning to essence, As easy as it is for essence to return. Creator: Eljoel Adrian Turpin
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Aug 1, 2025
Aug 1, 2025 at 8:36 AM UTC
Devine Essence - Starseed
Perfection Superimposed with self-perpetuating pollution But being sustains all and won't mourn its loss Clear as the sky Untaintable Delicious Home Forever I am The end is just the beginning Shedding limitations In spring reborn A heart of immense power Cares for all No longer infected by the sick For illness is a choiceless choice That needs no cure This is the good news Rejoice
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Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 9:18 AM UTC
Is
A feast awaits, yet we live off crumbs A feast of the soul that is For anyone who thinks their birthright is material has been blinded by the blind teachers What is good fortune compared to a mother And What is a mother compared to her embrace And What is her embrace compared to embracing all that is But this blindness is willful Open the eyes that open the heart and realise the world The space will fire up your heart like a furnace Infinity, localised
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Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 8:51 AM UTC
A Feast Awaits