Humans live in a third-dimensional world, and with the moon in the sky, the heavens and magick will always exist, energy is flowing in and out of everything, generating and resolving in all manner of ways, as you look out into the world, and your senses perceive it, you’re going to have to accept that you won’t understand all of it, how power pools, and the cost of our actions, in and out, people just gathering numbers, addition and subtraction, and alchemy, ability and multiplication, live, laugh, love, how long have I been here, writing these poems, just waiting, for god and the world to forget them, reading them, my cum on your phone screen, it doesn’t really matter, but this, and so much is in existence, to track it, and use it, or the urge to quit it and murder it, quietus, like the inerasable truth, god and the ever-flowing universe, Earth-838, life and love, we can’t stop it…

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