"And Nyx bare hateful Moros and black Ker and Thanatos, and she bare Hypnos and the tribe of Oneiroi. And again the goddess murky Nyx, though she lay with none, bare Momos and painful Oizys, and the

Gather round for a tale I tell in hopes it reaches to you before any decision you have already made regardless of your current state of dimensional awareness. I say to you as I say to myself only a reflection

Just coming across the desert now swinging wildly, thrashing out Stillness It knows not the boundaries of its lies nor smoking potential of bone wash beneath a flux of energy It comes to you and it may

As the prawnic dust settles into the geothermic engineered clouds, almost- snow pours down the grid of the matrix calmly. Its translucent desires worn away from the previous life, another time with no

[Picture above a photo of professional fighter Lyoto Machida enjoying a glass of his own golden water] *note: Please allow your preconceptions of the highly encrypted bible to not effect your ability to

As a form takes place among the leaves creating shadows holding in place the illusion that we ourselves are powering, there is an awakening of the galactic scale. An understanding forming over like a language

What you seek is insurance within an imperfect system. Before going on I would like to remind you that first and foremost the illusion of possession so deeply embedded within you will create confusion.

A messenger has let doubt escape the boundaries of his souls, now flowing to the beat of a lesser body. He finds himself fragmented through illusions of everyday society and at the same time in somewhat

All of you may have forgotten its ways and now lie in its temple, fallen angels brought to the hearth in code. The constant surrounding of phases and evil that the veil bringing upon thyself as a reminder

When you think about becoming consistent, it might bother you. There is a process that occurs in which you become you allow your body to be at war with your mind whistle also being under in standing that

I would come to you not just as a gift from your-cellf but as a message of hope through salvation and mercy of your own soul regardless of race, view, craving, intention, or attitude. You are either so

One may see heart and hurt. Then again one is disconnected and therefore not whole. I see again today you have im- prismed me like a diabolical light beam splitting my atoms into the air like dust. The

As a write to you unforgiving to your internal breakage pulling away to experience this lie through mine own vessel, I come across each obstacle with your insight. See something you have not taken into