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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the Abaddoned depths of Faith's cosmos, a delusion of grandeur and of wonder blunders in awe, puts its hook securely in blasphemers jaw. Curiousity opens Hell's salivating maw, turns Pandora on. CERN again, delves into the mysteries, seeking the universe's laws, rats at the gates of oblivion. Ttrespassers are we with stone tablets at the endless Parthenon, "AdmitOne" stamped on our stolid foreheads, number six six six in a fore-bidden Dragons Trea-s-ired Den, sanitarium, stellatorium, miss-ion. High Priests to look for Dark Matter and seek to uncover-table cloth and flower, still left standing- the Origins and Master, "God Particle" and magics to work in medium of lusts silicone and alabaster. Ritual will come to Asteroth in swoon and covens will stir dip and jam in ends of hallucinogenic broom. NASA shoots three sounding rockets towards the eclipsing Maleficient Moon. To try to shadow God's secrets- during Solar Eclipse, boldly as the Dark Matter itself that hides in surly shadows. Elusive, and yet unrequited, their ramifications are unseen, dire conclusion yet to be smited, dim minds lighted, Satans ignited plans-for- the Earth be damned for their sequences, frequencies and shine of sheen. As origins and masters, yet unresolved will lie, lie in between. Pride and Heresy, Defiance and Folly. At the Violet and Crimson altar of Asteroth, a ritual becomes Fin, entrenched in a possessed trance of enslavement cinema to Sin and Death Whispers of ancient truths tickle their ears in their persistent din of mystical advance imaging of binaural ASMRNA in which they are mythical cavaliers Templar ringing their way as, Demi-Gods and Pioneers braving their seizing seizured chance. The moon's shadow looms, a celestial display, that whispers to them in 4D projection, in their 3D erect ions. NASA's rockets soar, chasing the light's golden rays with its own shadows, dragons chasing their own Grimoired tales and circling Voltaire-Vultures with pioneer wagons, in our everent hooked hanging descent of fabric tears trailing antiquated years where Fairy and Giants enchant from the grave like hibernating BugBears shackling Dungeons and Dragon prisoner love-slaves, and the dicey here. Lift your cup take your spin of the wheel- Judgment Day. In the cosmic particles, we are just a part, of infinity, mere mortals gazing up, colliding with aim at Divinity. Abusers where science and magic perform illusion in cosmic defiance and insanity- we drift in the vastness, lost in the starry plight, beyond the blackness of their alliance, Lost at Sea.
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