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Hue:  One of the fundamental differences between good and evil is that the will of good is patient and the will of evil is not. Or at least in most cases- setting a particular insidiousness aside.  Veta: Evil is always against your will Hue: You have to strengthen your will or you will partake in evil- You will partake in the mortal. The stronger your will is the more it will be able to detect and resist subtle evils.   Hue: The more hate or chaos you have been exposed to the more subtle and effective your sense of severity becomes…  Veta: You can't have a strong sense of Mercy if you don't have a strong sense of severity.

see i was born off the wall and skeptical i found foundation at the end of infinity before i turned 24 observing hysteria like a carnival  and behind me is the source of all  revolving in my mind primeval are the thoughts of war more money is predictable they never really knnew what it took to ball Enchanted by a jungle / where the river keeping sand sharks  Iv seen through thicker fog  on purple and black sanded beaches Living fantasies 9 dogs off the leash in a circle around me. An exorcist to my culture  / a dream/ our u n i t y is fatal like cyanide to the corrupted eye my calibrated eye lead to elevated mind until im deified i got a hidden love thats a channel of the light howd you write these dark songs and still get so bright... ...by innate right  You think I didn’t come to save us? My mind shines brighter than light sabers And expand the equilibrium  3rd eye beaming out my crown  peep the way i weir d (wear it.) channel what's beyond life an ancient strangeness  beyond the likeness of the recurring types  built to last forever in the spirit / ancient. Vexed / Telepathic / Undead that’s how it’s started  thought im emotionless / because i move like formlessness...

i try my best to not become possessed i stay blessed finesse the mind of fritz till my bank accounts is filled with my dead friends my difference  i shed skins  Till im shining behind blacked out tints and i survived by grit with holy intent that sometime seem like sin   Because I won’t be controlled like a wind up dol gotta know its time that kills twice fold more potent slayer the pinnacle mind of pills I witnessed slow dilutions of the souls still mine distills like alcohols  till it simply changes how you feel ..undeniable  ruin i rebuild

my difference ... i shed skins.

Bright lights and misery  Writ like calligraphy inside /  a centerpiece ...my feelings back with centipedes horror shows and symphonies synchronicity / fate / patience and my instinct recedes back into the intricacies generations of unorthodoxy plus plasticity  Stirred with innate tendency  Last night I slithered in my dream  /  deep like Vatican since Septembers end but which year i forget but i remember animating / hearts  a fxcking mannequin  a trickster and a harley quin / anima /  opera / phantom of  my voice projecting out the mazda  anchor her / heart / lacerations gotta feeling thats what set us apart

i slithered when i slept woke up fingers coiled around a cigarette ...