Slamming into the wasteland of all that was ....ripping thru the tarnished waves of hysteria as i rise above...wings tattered but causing me to fly faster..downward..swooping into everyone's realities....slaying the demons that edge on their auras....mashing them down back into the ground...telling them NO more!
Fuck your black souls and your instant gratifying ways..you are nothing without us....seep down into the earth and reclaim your emptiness. ...
I will not let you ...I will never volunteer...you are nothing but a speck in My reality easily erased. I am here for a purpose...always here and you will never know the amount of power I have to keep you away. Suck off the slime that you leave on the earth....take away all that you have because it will never be as strong as Me.
Scoop your cracked and crooked nails...you are just a manifestation...a low spirit wanting to be....look up into the light..you know that light..the one that burns will not burn anymore if you reclaim your soul. Feel it and follow...pathway to enlightenment...and soon...you will not be considered in the minions of the supposed damned....go forth and become a high spirit...do so and no one will ever spit at you...burn and mar you...keep you in a locked comfortable cell called Hell.
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Time to fly up to the heavens and feel the ethereal nature that lies within me..without leaving the ground...finding what I am made of is what my purpose is...if only others could sense that exotic taste of creativity. that pulsating pounding profusion that rips thru every sense and makes pushes heaves you into a state of utter delirium. If only one person could fall deep into it because of me.....i would be so utterly happy.
Sounds reverberate in my head...voices and songs, words and pictures..images floating and swirl ....if you could see this would you think of me as crazy now? If you knew this..could you ridicule and rip me down like an empty paper bag?
No...you would fly with me too...you would soar and grace the clouds with your imagination.
Follow me and feel one with that ....know that once you are there you can't go back. Scream it to everyone....who cares what they think...who cares why they say what they do in order to make themselves feel better...its up to you to be who you are.
End that war...and find peace in tranquil surreal thought just once.
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