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Monday, January 24, 2022

Swallow The Truth; why funerals prefer white lilies, roses and mums ["From Lucifer Spun"]

God
the dregs 
Light is not the origin
From the density of darksome came intelligence 
Black and arcane
black mass cold and dead but hidden there deep inside that festering sludge
A root!

As the Witches three do carry the dogma and the strife
Witness to the crime
against her sister thus
Underneath her moon, in time
There scry beneath the shrubbery hide a moment and go there to the Wood
Your Lady awaits
Coven
The Corporeal Family that is Gaia
Cast into the Knolls to survive there another Day
Madness[!!!] Ensues
and Spin the Calderon's Stars 🌟 

Man

...and no Jesus came
Do not then toss a single white Chrysanthemum His Way

Witch, you did not beckon to be born of THIS!!!

...Again 

All else is illusion chosen
Life exostential, the black orchid represents 
Life which carried but a morsal of light, It was not welcome here
Fall into the thick frozeness
Absolute Zero
The murky primordial consciousness 
Dream!
Compost of True-Time 
death on death on death upon death
Dusk immemorial
Inevitable.
Forced to the fires of Principle.
Hell is the origin
Hel is quite real 

...From this Lucifer Spun

A Light
The Reason
Thy Way?

Meanwhile the Rover searches for the Sum of One [to exploit]

[Forever] All-Else fully Understands The Hearts of Men


TRANSMISSION END

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