As you grow older, you gather more and more of them, spirits, their rampant energy, flowing through you, your job, as you mature, is to choose a direction, as a means, of filtration, you’ll gather spirits either way, but at the end, what will stay with you, is in essence, you, who you are, the person you wanted to be, let the spirits take control, and you could end up a demon, possessed, a beast, who the spirits are controlling, alas, I would still shake your hand, welcome to the legion, good and evil, there are heroes among the spirits, the embodiment, of wisdom, spirits of thunder and lightning, the acolytes of Zeus, and there are foul beasts, the embodiment, of disgusting, nasty sin, ill-intent, pride, the desire to win, don’t let these spirits in, as a character, I stand between these two things, your mother and father, we are but men, alas we can’t live without them, the goal for me, is balance, my humanity, is important to me, my plight, against the heavens, has always been close to me, my mother and father pulling the strings, the moonlight shining, I’m doomed to continue dancing, till the fire leaves my body, and I breathe my last breath, wounded and scarred, a used up puppet, who did what it was built to do, do not think you are greater, to escape samsara, there have been too few, blood flows through my veins, I’m a soldier, if I see the horizon, I will seek to conquer it, when a beast, raises his head, above his station, will the heavens strike down, will this roller-coaster, ever slow down, sin, cos, tan, go to school, the filtration, trash from treasure, happens each day, whether you’ll be a hero, a main character, or a bottom-feeder, depends on the choices we make each day, from the beginning to the end, if you go to your father, open a relationship with him, he can give you anything, but will your spirit, withstand the flame, the devil whispering, will you go to him, an old sorcerer, feeding on virgins, hey man, this is just a recording, what challenges, lay ahead for these children, the waves push and they pull, the next thing must happen, I for one believe, they can do anything, February, our characters are echoing, soon the music will play, the actors will take the stage, and the show will go on, once again, let’s hope, we find love in this place, or is the grind always on, my dreams are echoing, is it a race, how does fate play out, the signal, take your place, schemes, roll for initiative, silence is golden, don’t let wisdom ruin it, what’s next, divination, is it dangerous, we all have a place, mine, is in a prison cell, round two, can anyone, escape it, I’m content, to just continue watching, we are all human, I can already smell it, my heart being wrenched, my salty tears, will it explode, alas, this is what we live for, bruised and bloody, more, more, may the flowers bloom once more, everything at once, should we dedicate our life to work and money, whatever turns you on honey, hot nerd girl with glasses, lord, please give it to me.

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