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In an ultimate sense, and here on earth, truth is like pain. Without the power that comes from none other than Jesus Christ, truth is unbearable and therefore is to be avoided, naturally. There is a common myth that people on earth love the truth concerning all things; thus, seek it out and operate in…
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September 1929, December 7 1941, September 11 2001, December 2007. All dates that will live in infamy. Why are these dates and occurrences {only to list a comparative few} so indelible in the minds of so many Americans in particular? Tragic they are, to be sure, however there is another important element. Beforehand, portions of…
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The sum of lackluster wills Fashionably undone Ever soothing our ills, Seekers of fun From truth we run In false light – repair Subject to the baron, Of the power of the air It’s pride that kills Second to none, Oh the chills Have just begun At the point of a gun Thus we despair…
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Pa Pay those bills, Or you’re undone Use your skills Bow to the Hun, Don’t dare shun Your fiduciary duty Not for everyone The greenback boogie In the mills, A just few repugn Into the hills They will run Under threat of a gun Overcast and gloomy, Blocking the sun, The greenback boogie Decorative lies…
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Inside your mind, The terror awaits You’re left behind Liege inborn states Take pleasure in escapes, Deep is my shadow Dark amorphous shapes My trail you will follow A contract – signed Closed are the gates Without end – aligned, The feeble psyche fabricates, Descendant of primates? Perceptions ring hollow In desperate straits, My trail…
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Come peer inside, Indulge the need to hide With images and sounds True fiction abounds Passive: listen and stare Thronged by its glare Astray in blue haze Curious eyes amaze All seems so real What does it mean to feel? Seeking the false light All day and night Lost to oneself Enslaved by the ELF…
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Know all your fears Cause they’re all mine Awash in tears In due time, Partner in crime For you I lust By immutable design, Return to dust Grind the gears Seek the sign Pass the years Doing time The walls you climb Utterly nonplussed, Apart from the vine, Return to dust Closed, dull ears Can’t…
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A permeating sound The Prince of the air Dark images abound While blind eyes stare Beyond the glare Lies a false light Need not despair No need to fight Held spellbound Without a care Liege shadows surround And close the snare Without fan fare Taking flight, An ensuing nightmare, No need to fight Lost and…
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Fool am I Called to earth Sheep among wolves Lacking worth Shepherd’s voice One to behold By your choice Part of the fold Brought even nigh Given rest Faithful ally Stood the test What am I? How could it be? Will not die Glory to thee
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An RF transponder Lest you wander In silicate glass Only for the mass Swinging your hand Slave with a brand A gen ID Shades of a fruit tree The inside story An outer inventory A surreal mark Provides the spark Darn with a suture The knave of the future
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