That which would temper your soul which would keep u, sustain u, is That which THEY* surmise is unfit 2 tell u It is anathema It is ruin (2 the Enemies of Man) It is THEIR Dharmakshetra It is THEIR Palace at Babylon THEIR Flash o’ Reckoning THEIR Unmitigated Doom It is […]
Asleep He lies on the hip the gods favor least the hip Whereby forms breakdown And trumpet vines decay {Fingercymbals-Twice} Asleep He lies on his most radiant hip his back turned toward darkness, the uncreated Whereby AllThings come 2 be {Fingercymbals-Twice} Asleep He lies on his most merciful hip And all the while stars […]
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