yearning the time to come

true,
how could our current carnal consciousness ascend so high, so soon?
it can't, we're as ants to baboons...

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when you creep, when you creep
when you creep, in the moonlight
you will see,
that which you did seek, each ride of your will,
to speak the utterance of joy
sparkled from the Ferris-wheel

no will contained


what horse?

release the reigns!
bridles smashing the dawn
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ad in
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um-

the prod-master
beckoning seasoned insults t'ward you
smacking ancestry you couldn't fathom
just like the measures of a lifetime
written in sand.
buttered arses attain free-will
while lowly classes play the swill
yet the former, mostly consumed by pride
destroy more dreams than they and their fledglings

barred initiates keep the track
to placate required needs;
sociobiological pretext,
designing fascist benefactors

compulsiveness to wound the wealth

no,
no hell on earth objectifies
what decay man has brought upon man.
blame. though non shall inherit, save you.
blame.

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seek, seek, seek...
obtain that knowledge, inherent to the first light,
that flare, so adorning each one
fire doesn't have to die
and neither should the winds,
the ground allows a comfy lie;
my body shall defend