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"Walking on Water in the Between Worlds Place" when darkness came the remaining, those beautiful transingularity neo-automatons, imbued with dark matters running through the wired dendrites of their splintered brain, where implanted, the voices of the neo-god speaks instructing those voluptuous and fresh criminal bodies calling the hungry and wanton in, like magnets - the soft sell was easy. all hard served, fast and slick. at first visceral, then, it was deemed the intellect wasn’t necessary - the new sensual feeling, bodies and mind caressed by a small Neuralink RFID. like snow white encased in silicate glass, for a while asleep, when turned on, very much awake. some called it, the great gambling chip; flashing light signals heavy free energy sitting on malleable shoulders that danced wars robotic, puppets chained and pulled like walking torture chambers, loaded cartridges spinning metal hearts cloned to ignite like atomic bombs kissing seconds to midnight. clockwork armies were laid bare by the fire behind eyes alone, sharp knives like lasers eviscerate those transfixed to a new state of - "Behold I am come Home"; they all eventually implode to the nowhere place. only Love injected into what exists soulless half djinn in that desolate between worlds place, with a kiss, passed on the voiceless tongue, the tablets, wafer thin, now like Moses speak - a new ecstasy melting the monochrome back to barely human on their pronoun knees. targets sometimes could be saved before the strangest Winter arrived in the underworld, its new revolution - revelations raging in the time of the chromatic wasting, chronicles of the unsaved walking on water in the between worlds place the children of Lot lost in the grips of the new world that dreadful dimensionless judgement domain forever in episcop-alien glitch on repeat repeat repeat repeat (LadyLabyrinth / 2022) "We live dangerous lives We have the power of will We turn logic around We feed the engine of change"

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Date: 11/6/2022 2:27:00 PM
"The Jezebel Spirit", David Byrne/Brian Eno, Album: "My Life in the Bush of Ghosts".
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Date: 11/6/2022 2:28:00 PM
https://youtu.be/14seBStPI_o
Date: 11/6/2022 2:27:00 PM
Neuralink.
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Date: 11/6/2022 2:28:00 PM
https://neuralink.com/
Date: 11/6/2022 2:26:00 PM
Kali. (aka "Kali Mata", aka "Slayer of Raktabija).
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Date: 11/6/2022 2:49:00 PM
Kali - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kali
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Date: 11/6/2022 2:48:00 PM
Raktabija - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raktab%C4%ABja
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Date: 11/6/2022 2:47:00 PM
"In Kali's most famous legend, Durga and her assistants, the Matrikas, wound the demon Raktabija, in various ways and with a variety of weapons in an attempt to destroy him. They soon find that they have worsened the situation for with every drop of blood that is dripped from Raktabija, he reproduces a duplicate of himself. The battlefield becomes increasingly filled with his duplicates."
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Date: 11/6/2022 2:26:00 PM
"In Hinduism, Raktabija was an asura (loosely translated as demon) who fought with Shumbha and Nishumbha against Goddess Kali and Goddess Chandi. Raktabija had a boon that whenever a drop of his blood fell on the ground, a duplicate Raktabija would be born at that spot (rakta = blood, bija = seed; "he for whom each drop of blood is a seed"). According to some sources, Raktabija was, in his previous birth, Rambha (asura), king of demons and the father of Mahishasura."