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enter
delete
only to remember
humbleness and humility
and the enigma of the motivation
and the direction of the action
the swing of the involuntary till it becomes voluntary
the taming of temptation
the civilization
the question of elevation and degradation
and the arrogance of shallow sophistication
the enlightment of deep simplification
it's the magic of the 360°
it's the taboo of trinity
threes, bees, and degrees.... did you get the metaphor eternity and trees
glossy tasting like sour cheese.....in the GMO trust that olfactory
you be to be
there's a missing factor why do you thing they wander with their protractor
enthroned is the distractor, he's the x factor conquering the e factor
so he brought the wonders of the fifth element
building the kingdom of the hologram for the new man, a kingdom of nothing, wonder if he fail or will he implement
they're for the constellation blue tent
woe to those who surrendered body and soul only to earn a bent rent
the dream is waking
the eyes are sleeping
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bars and cages of flags ,colors ,creeds .
in Egypt they've been saying we want to make Egypt great again .
can't help but look at the irony gullible red and white and blue patriots and the slogan again on the rise we want America great again.
can't you see Iraq where the great empire of Babel stood .
Syria and the Assyrians
Egypt where the secret defies all your technology
the third Reich ,the eagle ,the Indian nazi they're all one machines of destructions strings held by Shylocks .
humans didn't find earth border marked .
and it hit me we're watching the Syrian refugees freezing to death.
but make no mistake ,no matter what your sick flag is there are silent ,non famous refugees freezing few blocks away from where you live .
from Portland bus stop ,under street kids of Brazil ,to the tin homes of Egypt even in Israel there's some Ethiopian fooled by fake Judea freezing to death outside an Ashkenazi bar .
the only thing that's needs to be great again is Humanity and Humans.
yet what hurts them in this photo is that America is broken .
not that thousands went past this woman and nobody cares to even look at her.
tell me what is ancient Egypt ,Mayans,enka,Sumerian and America ,,without the pure human soul they're ruins of a ppl who worshipped greed and seized to exist.
we're not evolving we're descending way past the ape zone .
actually we became Shylock's AI ,meat puppets ,flesh robots.
desensitized,dehumanized .
we're living the age where peace needs a force
religion spreads by missions not attracting by forgiveness recognition.
colors of the skin became a race .
look me in the eye and tell me are we humans ?
wonder how many seconds you'll keep a straight face
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some eyes cover rather than uncover
let my eyelids be your half-moon
you can pluck my eyelashes one by one
weave yourself a pair of forever caring wings
and i know with them you'll fly to him
matters of the unconditional moon
and what's to hurt soon
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the soul
rose above
the lust of the body
the fingertips
learned braille
breathless yet shy
curves craving for
a study
the soul
is neither
masculine nor feminine
they all
love the spiritual violin
the mind
eyed them both
with a grin
never underestimate
the powers of
a good spin
you need logic
you need magic
the self
hissed I don't belong
to the patience shelf
the conscious
shrugged shoulders
blamed the subconscious
peace by fusion
a momentary confusion
tasting eternal
feeling infernal
if it's explicit
it's gotta be parental
a gig of voices
clouding the temple
walked away
the lonely heart
i was nothing but a chew
right from the start
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when you feel so much, too much, that you don't even know what you're feeling
matters of the heart and the nature of beauty
love tames
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in your garden i long to be
mayhem after mayhem , you pose as me
in this outdoor imaginary scenery that fills my room
I'll watch the leaves forming a departing memory , persistence is your skin perfume
honey I'm the sun that refused to set , for I'm in love with you my moon
so don't be alarmed my moon i the sun madly in love couldn't but eclipse
how can a shark get enough from the sea by mere few dips
I'm the ultimate sanity who delved into shear insanity
what's love but beautiful pain
the ears cried from what it heard and didn't hear
the eyes sweating tiresome of waiting, if only the seer of visions could hear .
now that i regret all i did and didn't do
where my severed garden meets your forbidden blue
on the sea bed my tears must be pearls by now
to get you back , i must roam patiently so tell me how
I'm the young in your arms , I'm the old in your absence
I'm the sorcerer, I'm the saint, I'm the gift i don't posses
I'm the tree , I'm the cobweb , I'm the stone
in your house I'm the only thing you can call home
till my sky meets my earth
I'll wait for you back, love for me you'll give birth
with the corner of eyes , in your photo I'll blow breath
I'll wait for your smile, now I'm out of breath
my bruised skies , left scars on my heart that never dies
under the tree of death I'll wait till you resuscitate my breath
it's love. ..no more ....no less
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that's the future age of the deceiver
peace on earth,hell in heaven
it's an ancient plan
jews betrayed their religion erased ALLAH'S words and rewrote the Torah and the talmud (win,win deciet)
christians betrayed their religion accepted the continuous hammering of the Bible from constantine the pagan to james the fag,
moslems betrayed their religion ALLAH saved his Qur'an so the tampered with the practice and accepted fake sayings on their prophets tongue and raised it above Qur'an
my dear fellow human don't denounce the sole creator for the betrayal of the creation
he offered free will and warnings
these are no different religions they are all one
spirituality is the essence but not in an illiterate manner searching mortals for immortality is as ugly as can be
religion is humanity at it's best
no fancy synagogues,churches,mosques
the whole earth is worship ground
peace upon all ,all includes who still doesn't believe
you can never offer religion at the tip of your sword
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I'd love
to hold your palms
but i don't know
would you
I'd love
to fall in love
but i don't know
where are you
how can
the eye miss
what it never
saw
there's a place
that i really
don't know
be my
portable home
come on
let's go
with your heart
in my chest
who needs
a compass
with my arms
around your
waist
sure wouldn't
want to haste
let the eye
caress
blind me with
that almost
enough excess
let the palms
make love
purity is
witnessed
from up above
let the lips hug
a scene that
will make haters
from defeat
shrug
will never be
there
with my arms around
your waist
i sure wanna go
nowhere
can't you see
with you in
my sights
I've arrived
with your heart
in my chest
we've survived
destination was
just an alibi
to have you by
my side
the road is no one's
friend
it's just a ride
every man writes
his own end
some pack
some write a letter
to send
every man writes
his own end
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now the sun made love to the moon
in a transgender afternoon
will be like you, will be like me
blame fimininty, blame under Y trinity
for the crescent got pregnant by a star
how Islamic them flags hailing Ishtar
sue blindness with no guts won't go any far
a lonely baby monkey riding an intellectual donkey
contstantine sat with christianity to dine
I'll give you the bibile don't take my kingdom we'll play it subtle
gods anagram is dog, eventually truth isn't to dodge
shylock laughed from the eye shaped window gotta love the attic, gotta love the lodge
there a twelve month old lonely boy, hovering holding a radioactive toy
oh red neck cowboy
in the east they're dancing eureka
gotta love rock, gotta love amerika
a middle eastern dream on a flying carpet
it's raining oil, it made them souls way murky than slimy soil
red china sat with north Korea gotta love the boogie cafeteria
iran humped israhell up her stars and stripes skirt in syria
but who knows that fake khomeni sealed the fate to bloody rainy
now the boy is a four dimensional old man
poor out of time you ran
the nomad looked at the stars, covered the jet turbine with his purple purple turban
ivy league ethopian NBA player, forgot his jewish core under the suburbs layer
Hitler never lost, his whores name written on paper without a clip
from the g string to the g thing, Hong Kong Singh ting
tsunami origami, that haarp is a reddish yammy
in the fourth earth there's an entity with a heartburn, send cern
heads up, it's the final u turn
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some where there are colors we've never set eyes on yet .
some where there's the love we always cried for but never felt yet .
between the experience and the kneeling here goes my humbleness feeling .
who are you the Dr asked ?
I replied with a question you mean the tag or the purpose?
all his pseudo science trembled into a state of nervous
somewhere not far by far ,there lies the tree of life
but where you all went wrong it's one tree per each life
do you wanna know the purest form of making love
a fountain dived under the blanket of eternal beauty
hungry roots waiting for the essence of giving that never loots
a spiritual cowboy missed the beauty of the tactile
infant feet ,abandoned grass .....graceful boots adolescent infantile
life is all about biting the fruit ,without picking the fruit
life is all about adoring beauty but not taking it home
the .most capital crime is the word "mine"
synchronicity ,numerology and the quest of making what's ours ...mine
the promised tickled the hallucinations of greed ,eliciting the chosen complex
they named the condom durex ,they stripped feelings out feelings hence it became durex and sex
so long the fountain and the root
the modern man with a long ,laughed the hyenas
the modern woman said I solved it all ,it's physical and emotional can you please us both
flied the albatross
the modern man with the dead head moth tattoo
the one eyed caterpillar flew out of modern love's dying mouth
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