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December 22 2012

Updated on November 27, 2012

To The Mass‘s:

Have thy all forgotten all the inner creativity & beauty?

Is not thou house a Mad one?

You continue to worship your mighty dollar ,

While watching everything you’ve built …Cave.

Argue with your own quivering kind while the season’s exist.

Give to me one man-made minute you anti-everything!

The narcotic future Is not coming,

It’s been here waiting!

To The Poets:

Awaken sleeping silenced soothsayer and say

Two thousand and twelve December twenty second is coming!

Wilt not nor fret your pen’s fountain be full for the writing

Selflessness action’s to contemplate causing destruction of illusion.

Using One with all and nothing there is no secret god is creativity.

No math equation , Nor scientific theory to be solving,

Inevitable absolute destruction of civilizations history and safety by

Buy one get one free coupon death Illuminati's...

Is easy for thy third eye to see.



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      brittney 4 years ago from lost in my own minds lines

      Beautiful my dear sid

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      goego 5 years ago from Loserland

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      CMarie 5 years ago from York, Maine

      I like this. Thank you - Cher

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      goego 5 years ago from Loserland

      Holly bow... Magic wand of sound circle around,

      carve and whittle,

      or find a stone and use a chisel,

      shaping up fine this work... Time to whistle