"In this moment I form my own reality, as past and future come and go to warn its own legality, to see, and everything’s peaceful when the shelters in the trees, as energies conspire for appropriate human needs,
as for IeyeI, my conclusion of illusion wouldn't lie, for heaven and information of my nation's in the skies. and its no wonder that you plunder for you haven't known the fear, for in itself and in your being soul must make it clear, to feel love, and if eluded I’ve concluded no one will ever be above, the power I express and tell me what the feelings of, world I don’t conceal it, as creations fixation shows you how no one reveals it. As I’ve vaguely done before, I will do so ever more, I shall direct my gaze to corneas and tell them love's my chore.
Superficial things are humor, and witchcrafts just a rumor, for to understand where others stand you must first assess consumer. Or producer for such transaction, its love over hate, light over dark but there are holes with many factions, so to find your satisfaction, just know that in attraction, victors find victors and the victims are compacted.. but for one, its for all and everything remains the sum, so in the end we won’t pretend where each are coming from, by then it won’t matter as well, for then your climbing Jacob’s ladder to heaven.. or hell. ~"