Oh how wonderful it is, to align with the heavens, for what you do to be right under them, I wish to do my part for the world, for society, but lord knows, arrogance gets in the way, all the beasts of the land and sea, they look to the night sky, they can only get a piece of him, when they call hierarchy, whether or not we want to see, we will be under him, everything is his energy flowing, and he remembers everything, we must fight each day, and not let arrogance get in the way, everything is his, might as well give your wife to him, but man, when he allows it, it is grace from the heavens, reality clashing, is it raining, fate and truth echoing, alas, this prison, we can’t escape him, the price of these words, I let out a fart, I’m not omnipotent.

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