Knowing what the devil would do, is a very in-depth field of study, its sort of like learning about Active Directory, man I'm feeling lazy, I sort of don’t want to write poetry, maybe I'll finish this poem tomorrow, cumming in my step-mom, then we share a cigarette and eat Cheetos, before getting hungry, as I watch her fat tits jiggle, sticking my tongue in her mouth, causing her to giggle, do you think he would do that, the devil, or would he be your dad fucking your sister in the next room, her begging daddy to fill her womb, this is just the obvious shit and I’m already horny, he’s also down for a lot grosser shit, you just don’t know it, a college student, who feels sorry for a bum, takes her in to have a shower and rest for the night, realizes she’s hot, gives in to the mistake, homeless chicks need love too, you didn’t wear a condom, now she needs food for two, you can’t just throw her out in the street, that’s your baby, she needs to feed, oh why did you give in to what’s good, leave doors open and take in strays, you should have stayed in your own lane, work, work, work, you still have to go to school, meanwhile your dad is fucking your sister, your daughter grows up, you introduce her to your college teacher, while you do your homework, she’s sending him pictures, one day you can’t take it anymore, you go to work, shoot everyone, just because, why is the world always fucking with you, then you remember, your step-sister stuck in the washing machine, your step-mom’s dress caught in the dishwasher, you looked away, pretended you didn’t see anything, this world, why are there so many dirty things, the river is diverging, do you want to feel something good, then follow the road, it leads to Rome, the same exact place, everyone wants to go, what the devil would do, its exactly the same, for you too, but maybe its about personality, maybe its about style, we can’t all be the devil, we have our own individuality, how would you treat yourself, one day you’ll get asked the question, we can’t be the world, but we can be a river, go our own way, would you let it linger, I don’t care man, I’m willing to settle, for fucking your sister, the world is cruel, and reality echoes out all around us, the West extends into the horizon, why do you think you won at the start, what did you fall for, your place among the stars, the matrix goes a long away, and there’s so many things, a lot of you don’t consider, eating food made from rapeseed, its making you stupid, why would you allow poison to enter your body, don’t you know it’s a holy place, we’re bound to be human, maybe the heavens go far, and we’re not architects, I know for sure, there are reasons to fall, reasons to be led astray, away from good, from selfishness, the greater good, you have to do your job, the devil is playing the fiddle, but even the heavens can be wrong, Jacob wrestled god, his seed lays dormant in all of us, we all make mistakes, and its good that we’re human, time and the universe is just water flowing outwards, a prison within a prison, eternities layered on top of one another, this existence is a great thing, and its worth it to be small, your father fucking your sister, if only we could do it all, innocence attracts great beasts, there are all sorts of demons, all sorts of magic, I’m just a humble alchemist, poetry is a great thing, what floats, who exactly knows, it could be worthless, I’m just trying to publish a book, ultimately though, I might just work for the devil, I’m like the Q in Q-anon, that was a nice story, me fucking my step-mom, oh Biden, how many secrets are up there, I just want to fuck worm girls, I really couldn’t care, but the room is a big place, and the height is all over the place, it could be the same thing, being the president, and your cousin, in a bikini, invited you by the river, tempting you, will she give you a BJ, maybe I’m diminishing the role, and maybe I’m a mountain cock, dreaming of the world, it has already started to snow, Christmas is almost here, and I smell a dream about to begin, hell’s echo still rocks through this place, our blood flows through our veins, our roots deciding the future, the network that is us, flowing out into the universe, what was I talking about, what the devil would do, what it takes to be a general in hell, I would give up fame and fortune, just to explore the West, would I give up a goddess, turn away from a succubus, maybe I don’t have it in me to turn away, maybe I have to spend my life working, to unlock the next setting, I would hate to be rich, it sounds fucking boring, I don’t want to cheat with Melissa, I’m not sure if its worth it, what was I doing, oh yeah, this is just a record, I’m just processing, everyone could be a great beast, hiding within an identity, it could be worth it to be poor, for a taste of heaven, Jeffrey Dahmer, fucking and killing a bunch of dudes, I wonder if it felt good, everyone follows their own plot line, and it always makes sense at the time, if you saw Buddha would you slay Buddha, or heaven in your eyes, would you get greedy, claim it as soon as you can, the devil is just doing his job, a lot of you are just trash, its as simple as that, I threw out my microwave the other day, it was too hungry for power, was causing the breaker to flip, that’s what you do with a rabid dog, maybe it doesn’t deserve to live, but evil is an ever present thing, there’s a place for all of us, and reflection is always doing its job, damn man, that treasure pile, there’s a lot, maybe you should start cultivating, start building up, your reason, your energy, maybe settle for love, I really am an old man, but I still haven’t had enough, heaven hides in the weirdest places, and I’m hoping to eat all of it up, the devil laughing, good luck, to all of us, Israel versus Hamas, that conflict, is still happening, doomed to wage war each eternity, brothers, killing each other, their place in Valhalla, there are so many warriors, scattered throughout the universe, each culture, with its own identity, an ever-growing spirit, many children, still looking for their way, they're looking around, seeing what’s good, they need a key, to enter a house, eat some food, I'm a Fillipino boy, and I’m high on the hierarchy, my own heaven, yeah, I’m hiding, I’m more curious what’s beneath, what sort of great beast, is hiding his treasure, in the abyss, this is something I don’t know, I’m willing to fall, to explore, eternity after eternity, what am I waiting for, to be a bigger demon, for my hunger, to consume it all.

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