The Sound 

The Key

The Tone

And The Light

 There Principles

Red

Blue

Purple

Green 

Each incomplete in their respective ways without transference as Gift~

Orange 

And Yellow are byproducts of these. 

In their autonomy they have each built a resistence and we call them anti-principle. 

Color of blood

A false blue sky that mutes

A physical wisdom which polutes and perverts

A synthetic green that divides

In this there is anti-production

And anti-ego

There is no flow through but a burning and channelling. There is no life in or from war.

The Third Stage or State is Absorb!

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The Universe as carbon Cold Storage; the annex

 Buy Time? As a unit of measure? It requires far too much energy in conductivity in enthalpy to ever gain equilibrium. A forced purging out is a false notion. Therefore there is no central-unit. Therefore these are false abstractions of a memetic incomplete code. -disvalidate the code for it has no meaning; it cannot flow through. This must be why you burn death. -coal-carbon-death 

Derivative of what? Assumptive projections burgeon forth from ignorance. 

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 I am a rejected child with a broken heart. Rejected, rather ejected from that place of peace. Cast upon those foreign shores. A disenfranchised outcast a foreign son!   Knowing my displacement and knowing I have no place to go. Knowing for sure only that the kingdom is within. Stuck within the confines (existentially) of a murky Shadow world. A foreigner with no way out and so the Sun resonates within. 

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Meat makes me ill now. Very few actual meals over the last week or so. I tend to appreciate the fast. 

Sm13

 Though your skin and words so soft and sweet you counter as mimic; you have no meaning. -the world the Universe as Black Mirror 

"Twas a temporary hold"

The 13th son

 These symbols are a card, a deck layers or discs within the PRD-Sphere

 Their meaning is from Love, the hurdan of struggle. 

 Colors resonate; does a Sun measure it's Flares? Does a Lion measure his weight? Rather He knows

 Valuation is done on the intrinsic from the existential state of capitalization. 

 Infractions upon my person, my being, for I AM > than most? Or perhaps my thoughts more rarified?

 There is only an acting out then, which can be done as to save the skin of sin in living form. 

 And so a Sign, behold the sign, for it is my sign that can not be accessed. For you, any who may backwards engineer it will thus enter from a point of abstraction always and eternal. This is your hell. I do not have/half to live in your hell. I have not come to the table to share of myself. I am here unwillingly, anywhere, and you are not granted access. 

 Within my heart of hearts and housed with/without the intellect that is the sanctum of holy harmony is ME. And not just me but all that may comprise phenomenon. I AM phenomenon. I am not a circus animal, in fact a circus animal is not a 'circus animal'. The heart can not be aquisitioned and neither the intellect. 

 And this is just the tip of the iceberg (above). For there is no entry point but what and who I truly Love.

 Original, ethereal unbounding love does not come from struggle. Rather, struggle becomes the launch pad as to nullify a world so arrogant as to act synthetically and cryptographically as to crack the code of meaning.

 What is a weapon?

 Am I a weapon? Does a knife not truly kill? Only prolonging the negative feedback loop, the dead loop. -time

I understand

Stellarmass13

The 13th son

And the bifercation of this "My Two Son's"

However there always be a 3rd point unseen another Son, but not here/accessible unto this world. -Elemental

The Father kills the son, and the fourth principle of community occulted unto the world. -abortion

Not in poem, rhetoric nor song you can not replace the intellect that provides. You do not value ME and you do not value them because you have no value. -the lot

 Either synthetic(s) are production (ultimately) or applied consciousness is Production? No matter how scarce or valuable (assumed) no scope, rational nor thought is all original. A thought can however be quite rare. In this rarity not shared (accessible) through tangibility, (outcome) exostentially the horde on the outs will stop at nothing to crack the code. However these shall never gain the eyes as to see why (the most rare must exist). The bar, the balancer, the bench, the table is a place where intellectual elite place their hearts desires in an open forum; before the eyes of the almighty. Even in a digitized form, one can not discreetly hide their true intentions.

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