Identification “Thinking”
Bizarrely ranked pretenses,
The names of hollow things…
The herd in vile stenches,
Like sea-slugs, not with fins.
A heap of rotten drivel,
Fraud, lies, and petty gain—
It kills the soul’s arrival:
Hell has no need of pain.
False “science” and religion,
Their stinking, sham parade,
All forms of small derision,
A darkness tailor-made.
From tangled webs of trifles
The tightest chains are born,
And thus arise the mindless,
Forever cracked and torn.
Lies take the place of reason,
Of honor, truth, and will;
Their heirs inherit treason,
Just garbage fit to ****.
For Hell requires no better—
All rests on trash and fraud.
The fools are even gladder
When thought is almost gone.
So simple—like a dealing
Of poker cards, the lot;
The nonsense keeps on stealing,
And checkmates every thought.
The sages long have warned us—
But deaf remained the herd:
That names are not adornments,
But shackles, deed and word.
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Names are chains, not crowns —
They forge the fools as clowns.
2.
On garbage minds are fed,
The living soul is dead.
3.
False ranks, false gods, false schools —
All breeding broken fools.
4.
Hell needs no fire at all —
Just lies to make us fall.
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Names are chains, not crowns —
They forge the fools as clowns.
Titles are just ropes,
Enslaving broken hopes.
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On garbage minds are fed,
The living soul is dead.
Trash is their holy feast,
It kills the soul, at least.
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False ranks, false gods, false schools —
All breeding broken fools.
Fake science, faith, and laws —
Just spawn of Hell’s applause.
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Hell needs no fire at all —
Just lies to make us fall.
No pitchforks, flames, or screams —
Just lies to **** our dreams.
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Names are chains, not crowns —
They forge the fools as clowns.
On garbage souls are slain,
Hell rules through lies, not flame.
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False gods, false schools, false kings —
Their crown is rot that stings.
No fire, no pitchfork blade —
Just lies, and souls decayed.
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Trash feeds the broken herd,
They choke on every word.
Names bind, deceive, enslave —
Hell laughs at what it gave.
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1.
Hell needs no flame at all —
A single lie can fall.
2.
Names are the iron chain —
They breed the herd insane.
3.
Trash feeds the hollow head —
The soul is left for dead.
4.
False crowns, false gods, false rules —
The world is run by fools.
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One lie is Hell complete —
It chains the mind, defeats.
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Lies are Hell.
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1. Chains are names.
2. Trash kills truth.
3. Hell is lies.
4. Crowns are cages.
5. Words are shackles.
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Hell is lies.
Chains are names.
Trash kills truth.
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Crowns are cages.
Words are shackles.
Fools call it freedom.
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Lies forge the chains we wear,
Trash feeds minds stripped bare.
Crowns of rot, gods of sham,
Hell smiles — we bow, we cram.
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Lies forge chains,
Trash kills brains.
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Lies bind souls,
Trash devours minds.
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Kremliad
The bunker louse,
And all the Kremliad crew,
Never touch that spouse —
This wh#re brings through
Its “glue” to all,
“Knowledge” and so-called “light,”
It leads straight on,
Through seas of blight.
Straight into… Hell.
That “light” — pitch black,
“Knowledge” — lies as well,
It spends cash to stack
All lies on top —
Goebbels sets the tone.
Multiply this fraud,
And you need no more than one:
To **** the others,
Those against its lies,
To jail still others,
As its bullsh#t flies.
Delusions they create,
And in them many drown.
And lies will devastate —
Killing souls all ’round.
For fascism stands on lies,
Death is the trace.
To serve the filth — BELIEVE!
The light,
The real light there
Cuts like a blazing sword:
Truth kills the vermin
With truth, strike hard!
Do not touch the Kremliad —
Illuminate with TRUTH:
This wh#re will rot
Like a vampire. Shine! Shine!!!
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Kremliad burns in lies,
Truth strikes, the wh#re dies.
Light cuts through the blight,
Expose, and fight, ignite!
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Truth burns the Kremliad,
Lies die in the light.
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1. Lies feed the Kremliad,
Truth strikes — the **** is dead.
2. Kremliad thrives on lies,
Expose, and see it die.
3. Light pierces their deceit,
Kremliad falls to defeat.
4. Truth scorches every wh#re,
Kremliad lives no more.
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Truth strikes — the **** is dead.
Kremliad thrives on lies.
Expose, and see it die.
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Lies feed the Kremliad.
Light cuts through their blight.
Fools cheer — but truth ignites.
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Kremliad thrives on lies and deceit,
Truth strikes hard — they fall to defeat.
Light scorches their false parade,
Expose, ignite — let darkness fade.
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Truth burns the Kremliad,
Lies crumble in the light.
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The Bureaucrats
The bureaucratic ****,
Not drones — but evil’s hand.
They implant all that’s dumb,
The fiend here rules the land.
They use them in the dark,
For order is the key.
A dark order leaves its mark,
Multiplying false decree.
Their function — on the hills
They sit to block our way,
Guarding “order” with cheap thrills,
And forcing minds to sway.
This “order” is decay,
So hilltops hold the best.
No questions there — just prey,
The hilltop thief at rest.
On bribes and graft they feed,
Their energy all spent.
You’ll serve the fiends indeed,
A twisted instrument.
The bureaucrat — a coward, carrion,
Thus fascism he’ll uphold,
Injecting filth with blind precision,
Cretinism bought and sold.
He lets the people rot,
Their ******* firmly tied,
Freedom long forgot,
For thought is killed inside.
Upon the Spirit reigns
The whole decayed regime.
In life, the race remains:
Who’s sickest of the team,
Soullessness rules supreme —
The bureaucrat, the judge.
And day by day it seems
This pig delivers the grudge.
Bureaucratic ***** reigns,
More valued than the rest.
Their craft: to make the plains
Of mindless, hollowed pests.
The plain of stumps will rise —
Dull, sick, rotten, blind.
Upon these stumps resides
Evil like moss entwined.
Between the stumps and hills
Reigns stench and primal bray.
As long as dogs guard the hills,
Coupons must be paid each day.
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Bureaucrats breed lies and blight,
Evil sits on every height.
Stumps of minds, the rotten thrive,
Truth must strike, and fight, survive!
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Bureaucrats rot the mind,
Truth strikes, leave lies behind.
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1. Evil rules the hills,
Stumps obey its wills.
2. Rotten minds, blind eyes,
Truth cuts through their lies.
3. Bureaucrats feed the plague,
Expose them — strike, don’t vague.
4. Dogs guard the hilltops,
While reason drops.
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Evil rules the hills,
Stumps obey its wills,
Truth cuts through their lies.
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Bureaucrats feed the plague,
Dogs guard the hilltops,
While reason drops.
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Bureaucrats rot the land,
Evil rules with iron hand.
Stumps and hills, the rotten thrive,
Strike with truth — and fight, survive!
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Evil rules the hills,
Truth strikes, the rot kills.
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1. Bureaucrats rot minds,
Truth burns, their lies unwind.
2. Rotten hills, stumps rise,
Expose the fools, despise.
3. Evil sits on high,
Strike with light — watch it die.
4. Dogs guard the hilltops,
Reason falls, the stench never stops.
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Bureaucrats rot minds,
Truth burns, their lies unwind,
Strike with light — watch them die.
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Rotten hills, stumps rise,
Dogs guard the hilltops,
Expose the fools, despise.
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Bureaucrats rot minds high,
Evil rules, while reason dies.
Stumps and hills, the rotten thrive,
Strike with truth — survive, alive!
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Internal Invasion
"The fiercest enemy of the people, an internal invasion, can be another state."
— Dmitry Merezhkovsky, In the Quiet Pool, 1896
An internal invasion
No longer shocks.
We live in occupation,
So used to blocks.
Without the enforcers
Nothing can be done.
Though dumb and stubborn,
They’re eager to run
Any plan of ghouls,
Of every vile fiend.
For now the herd’s content —
Eat, drink, and feed.
The rest appears as nonsense,
Yet heed the ghoul alone.
He promises happiness,
As if it’s all his own.
He scares the enemies,
And when war is near,
Leads them to slaughter
As if a parade’s here.
His rule is stench alone —
The media serves that role.
Thus the invasion
Seems merely foul.
We wait for Satan’s coming,
The ghoul prattles still,
Claiming he’ll be the new god —
For minds too weak to ****.
Strengthen the invasion —
The rotten regime endures.
But every incident
Breeds the vile, ensures.
Hence they raised the alarm:
“CowID’s here…” they cry.
They know they’re lost —
A new catastrophe nigh.
It awaits us all.
Meanwhile, fascism thrives,
And the whole “people”
Are busy with empty lives.
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Internal invasion spreads its blight,
Ghouls rule minds in endless night.
Stench and lies control the throng,
Strike with truth — resist the wrong!
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Ghouls invade, the herd obeys,
Strike with truth — end their ways.
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1. Invasion thrives, the herd is blind,
Truth cuts deep — leave lies behind.
2. Ghouls command, the people kneel,
Expose the rot, make horror real.
3. Stench and lies rule night and day,
Strike with light — burn them away.
4. The herd obeys, the ghoul decides,
Truth must pierce where evil hides.
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Ghouls command, the people kneel,
Expose the rot, make horror real,
Truth cuts deep — leave lies behind.
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Invasion thrives, the herd is blind,
The ghoul prattles, fools obey,
Strike with light — burn lies away.
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Ghouls invade, the herd obeys,
Rot and lies rule all their days.
Expose the fiends, strike with light,
Truth must burn — resist the blight!
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Talent
The oblivion of talent —
The gravest of all sins.
All “burgers and trifles,”
Family — chains that bind within.
Often solitude alone
Is the best of all spheres.
There bursts and prophecies
Outshine the SEA OF FEARS.
Create, though it be hard,
Ungrateful is the way.
Else you’ll turn foul in a flash,
A stench and murk will stay.
Spreading over the world like a sea.
And only mind, talent
Remain like an island, though burning
Much there. “Giant
Of intellect” — here just myth —
Fools almost all around:
On that quiet “island”
Less madness and less sound.
The more you see, the more you know,
If less stench and murk abound.
You’ll only harm yourself
And overcome DREAD profound.
DREAD, STENCH — inheritance bequeathed.
Only talent can burn it away.
It’s the finest weapon here
To fight fascism today.
Many fiends abound —
Total genocide on the march,
And propaganda’s sting
Is poisoned, lethal, harsh.
Talent and mind — in this
All creatures bear the blame.
But the song is not yet sung,
When among the **** you rise again,
Continuing once more the Path.
With talent you are born —
Do not forget this truth.
Only support it, keep it sworn:
Usually only yourself
Can support it — so many fiends,
All around a living Hell,
Bedlam reigns, the world unseams.
Rely on none but yourself,
Step boldly forward, straight.
And laugh above the Bedlam —
No brother you have in that state.
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Talent burns where stench prevails,
Alone it fights, alone it sails.
Through Bedlam, dread, and endless strife,
Talent births the fiercest life!
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Talent fights where darkness reigns,
Truth and fire break all chains.
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1. Talent rises through the mire,
Burning lies, igniting fire.
2. Alone it stands, the gifted mind,
Through stench and dread, the path to find.
3. Talent cuts through Bedlam’s gloom,
Truth ignites, and lies meet doom.
4. In a world of filth and blight,
Talent strikes — a blazing light.
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Talent rises through the mire,
Burning lies, igniting fire,
Truth ignites, and lies meet doom.
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Alone it stands, the gifted mind,
Through stench and dread, the fools behind,
Talent strikes — leave filth confined.
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Talent rises through the mire,
Burning lies, igniting fire.
Alone it stands, defies the blight,
Truth must strike — reveal the light!
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Shelters for the Weak
Shelters for the weak,
“Teachers’” feeding troughs, sects and schemes.
Isn’t there enough chains for the dull?
Need “spirituals”? Respect the memes.
For fools, for dullards blind,
Who bent to lies — worldwide.
It’s simple there — a “spiritual” kind,
A life woven in webbed tide.
That web entangles all,
Simpler than the dull world’s strife.
Through that web… the feeble mind
Falls apart… a pitiful life.
The “worldview” — a mass of lies,
If simplicity rules… the fake guru
Sends only mirages,
An “alternate culture” to pursue.
New Age and other trash,
Almost all brazen, stupid, untrue.
The criterion of truth — itself
Becomes terrifying, complex too.
Rotting in Hell — and suddenly “syrup,”
Sickly sweet to the extreme.
It drives your soul to the grave —
Worse than the fiends’ violent scheme.
The only path — go… INWARD:
Answers lie there, all “solutions”
Imposed here are murk,
Serving only decay’s illusions.
Though some things may cut
Against this wretched “mainstream” tide,
If you’re not an idiot,
Always stubbornly go aside.
Dig for grains amid the filth —
What the hell is “spirituality”?
The truth will reveal itself
If relentless persistence is key.
Hellish stubbornness in you,
Intuition — your criterion.
Though in this slave-like fate,
All “portals” and “doors” seem barred,
You’ll open them yourself. But not
By pounding your head as sects teach.
They teach you to be a slave,
Planting lies in your Soul, defects in your Mind.
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Shelters for fools, the weak confined,
Truth and fire cut through their mind.
Go inward, stubborn, find the way,
Expose the lies — and light the day!
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Go inward, stubborn, seek the truth,
Expose the lies — reclaim your youth.
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1. Fools hide in shelters, blind and weak,
Truth must strike — let fire speak.
2. Sect and lie try to enslave,
Go inward, fierce, and do not cave.
3. Among the filth, the truth is grim,
Strike with light — the shadows dim.
4. Shelters for the weak and vile,
Break the chains — reclaim your style.
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Fools hide in shelters, blind and weak,
Truth must strike — let fire speak,
Go inward, fierce, and do not cave.
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Sect and lie try to enslave,
Among the filth, the truth is grave,
Strike with light — the shadows cave.
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Go inward, stubborn, seek the truth,
Expose the lies — reclaim your youth.
Strike with light through filth and shame,
Talent and mind — ignite the flame!
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Expose the lies, ignite the flame,
Truth and talent — strike, reclaim!
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1. Strike with light, destroy the rot,
Talent burns — obey it not.
2. Truth ignites, the filth decays,
Mind and talent blaze the ways.
3. Go inward, fierce, let lies fall,
Expose the weak, defy them all.
4. Talent fights where darkness reigns,
Truth and fire break all chains.
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Strike with light, destroy the rot,
Mind and talent blaze the ways,
Expose the weak, defy them all.
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Talent fights where darkness reigns,
Truth and fire break all chains,
Go inward, fierce, let lies fall.
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Talent fights where darkness reigns,
Truth and fire break all chains.
Go inward, fierce, expose the lies,
Strike with light — let evil dies!
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The Real “***** of the People”
Greed plus vanity,
Laziness, and fear,
Not Orthodoxy —
“*****” in the dark here.
It holds the Soul
And presses it down.
Serve greed,
You’ll become a clown.
If vain, the truth
You’ll never find,
Through yourself, indeed,
Step there, confined.
Blindly chasing carrots —
All your greed displayed.
Blindly new trappings,
In the vegetables, decay.
It’s become much worse —
Greed destroys it all.
Consciousness shrinks,
Fear makes you fall.
Only focus
On the Soul alone.
It will wander dark
If you reach the bottom stone
Of greed and vanity.
Such is the scheme
Of this evil
That the fiend set in the theme.
Satan has this *****
Prepared for men.
You’ll be a pale copy,
For it’s HIS den.
Seek the light and burn
Yourself with its fire.
If the heat grows stronger,
The ghouls will expire.
Greed glorified by fiends;
They rule fools —
Drive them all to hell,
No mercy, no rules.
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Greed and vanity enslave the soul,
Focus within — reclaim control.
Burn with light, let ghouls expire,
Strike with truth, ignite the fire!
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Burn with light, let ghouls expire,
Strike with truth — ignite the fire!
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1. Greed enslaves, the weak obey,
Truth must strike, and burn decay.
2. Vanity rules, the ghouls rejoice,
Ignite your light — reclaim your voice.
3. Soul oppressed by fear and vice,
Strike with fire, break the ice.
4. Focus within, let darkness flee,
Truth and fire will set you free.
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Greed enslaves, the weak obey,
Strike with fire, break the decay,
Ignite your light — reclaim your way.
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Vanity rules, the ghouls rejoice,
Focus within — reclaim your voice,
Burn with light — destroy their noise.
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Burn with light, let ghouls expire,
Strike with truth — ignite the fire.
Focus within, reclaim your soul,
Greed and vanity shall lose control!
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Label-Man
Paper tags are glued,
Stamped on you from birth.
You’ve become a blot of pulp,
Absorbing lies on Earth.
The labels strike the mind,
Invisible yet tight.
Price tags with descriptions,
To which you’re so affixed, right,
They’ve become a part of you,
Without them — can’t survive.
They promise “happiness,”
While hiding rot alive.
There are ideologies —
And you’re a living chart.
In truth — pure nonsense reigns:
The fiend just spins his art.
That fiend rules through lies —
Violence kept in store.
Deceiving is simple here,
Since reason’s dead and poor —
Almost dead… The ****
Have studied us well:
They stick their filth precisely
Where the mind is frail.
And always ARTIFICIALLY,
Frightening the herd,
Making them numb in an instant —
Only the strong then rule the world.
Paper tags are glued,
And all the glue’s from filth.
Strike with lies without a miss,
Poison the world with guilt.
Then all the herd
Will march as if to church’s ****,
And the fiends need the final fight
To crown their timeless will.
It’s simple — more nonsense
Must fill the fool’s mind still.
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Paper tags glued from birth,
Lies and filth corrupt the Earth.
Strike with truth, poison the herd,
Expose the fiends — unleash the word!
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Strike with truth, poison the herd,
Expose the fiends — unleash the word!
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1. Paper tags enslave the mind,
Truth and fire — break their bind.
2. Glued from birth, the lies remain,
Strike them down — reclaim the sane.
3. Herds march blind, the fiends rejoice,
Expose their schemes — reclaim your voice.
4. Labels bind, the weak obey,
Burn the lies — and clear the way.
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Paper tags enslave the mind,
Strike them down — reclaim the sane,
Expose their schemes — reclaim your voice.
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Herds march blind, the fiends rejoice,
Burn the lies — and clear the way,
Truth and fire — they cannot stay.
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Strike the lies, reclaim the mind,
Expose the fiends — leave none behind.
Burn the herd’s blind, false disguise,
Truth and fire — let darkness die!
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Economic Cattle
Logistics… of people:
They herd us like cattle, fed
By devils’ hand. Yet fools believe
The “best of worlds” instead.
Long ago the fiends held all,
Treating humans like mere swine.
And even in the terms we use,
The cruelty’s by design.
But fierce revenge will come —
The ghouls will rot and die.
Those who kept Spirit, Honor,
Will rise before history’s eye.
Take note — lest you become
One of the herd, like ****:
Traitors, cops, officious drones,
The rest of the vile, the numb.
Ignore them all — seek only Truth.
It lies within. Defy fate’s chain,
Walk your path, escape the abyss,
And you shall rise again.
Logistics of people thrives
At the bottom, in the pit.
Wake yourself — the world’s asleep
In Hell’s own nightmare writ.
The Soul alone is real,
All else is burning Hell.
Create, fight, and act with haste,
Or vanish in its smell.
The stench of Hell embodied
Today in fascist schemes.
Idiots and fools can’t see,
Blinded by their dreams.
Debilism spreads like plague,
Hence CowID can arise:
Hell’s revenge begins with lies,
A false pandemic in disguise.
All is lies. One law remains —
And this is genocide:
Spirit, Reason driven out,
The Mind nearly died.
A cataclysm may help —
Thus vengeance will take form.
All fascism will perish,
And those with Spirit, Honor, rise reborn.
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Herded like cattle, fed by fiends,
Seek the Soul — ignore their schemes.
Strike with Spirit, fight the lies,
Honor survives, while darkness dies!
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Seek the Soul, ignore the fiends,
Honor survives — strike their schemes!
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1. Herded like cattle, trapped and blind,
Strike the lies — reclaim your mind.
2. Soul alone resists the herd,
Truth and fire must be heard.
3. Spirit rises where fiends control,
Honor fights — reclaim your soul.
4. Cattle march, the ghouls delight,
Burn their schemes — unleash the light.
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Herded like cattle, trapped and blind,
Strike the lies — reclaim your mind,
Honor fights — reclaim your soul.
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Cattle march, the ghouls delight,
Burn their schemes — unleash the light,
Soul alone resists the night.
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Herded like cattle, trapped and blind,
Strike the lies — reclaim your mind.
Soul and Honor rise to fight,
Truth and fire consume the night!
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Strike the lies — reclaim your mind,
Truth and fire consume the blind!
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1. Herded like cattle, trapped and blind,
Soul and Honor break their bind.
2. Strike the lies, defy the herd,
Truth and fire must be heard.
3. Cattle march, the fiends delight,
Burn their schemes — reclaim your sight.
4. Spirit rises where darkness reigns,
Strike with fire — break their chains.
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Strike the lies, defy the herd,
Truth and fire must be heard,
Soul and Honor break their bind.
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Cattle march, the fiends delight,
Burn their schemes — reclaim your sight,
Spirit rises — strike with might.
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Strike the lies, defy the herd,
Truth and fire must be heard.
Soul and Honor rise to fight,
Burn the darkness with your light!
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Machines and Not Quite Machines…
Built like a “Peugeot,”
Just Me and Jo,
To carry another’s load,
And never be your own.
They ride on you,
As if not by spite?
Bring a little home,
Fate mocks your right.
Trained from childhood —
“It’s the law,” they claim.
Throw it out —
Unless you’re a fool to blame.
You’re meant to fly,
Not drag a load.
Killing your Soul,
Obeying, lying — the code.
You lie to yourself,
And rot inside.
This junkyard of MACHINES
Leaves no reason to abide.
Endure no more —
Crush to dust
This machine world
That’s wretched, unjust.
Built like a “Peugeot,”
Yet the sky is fresh —
Fly away fast,
Leave the ghouls’ mesh.
The ghouls ride on you,
Masters of illusion,
Experts in deceit —
Their trickery spreads, a confusion.
Stronger, stronger,
Break this vicious round.
This circle of vice —
No friend among the unbound.
You are not Me, nor Jo —
You are Spirit. That’s good
In the Sky. So soar high —
Leave the vile, the crud.
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Built like a “Peugeot,” yet meant to fly,
Leave the ghouls and their deceit to die.
You are Spirit, not their load or chain,
So rise, break free, escape the pain!
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You are Spirit, not their load or chain,
Rise and break free — escape the pain!
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1. Built to soar, not drag their filth,
Break the chains — reclaim your self.
2. Fly, not carry another’s load,
Leave behind the ghouls’ dark code.
3. Rise above the machine-made trap,
Spirit free — escape their crap.
4. Not Me, not Jo — you are Soul,
Shatter their lies, regain control.
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Built to soar, not drag their filth,
Break the chains — reclaim yourself,
Shatter their lies, regain control.
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Fly, not drag another’s load,
Leave the ghouls and their dark code,
Spirit free — escape their hold.
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Built to soar, not drag their filth,
Break the chains — reclaim your self.
Spirit free, rise to the sky,
Shatter their lies — let darkness die!
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The Decay of Slaves
The decay of slaves
Is “scientific” here — so many schemes
Installed: breeding fools
Forms the base of all these dreams.
Of them, and of the others too,
Considerable funds are spent:
No mere compliant psyche is needed here —
A subservient mind, with no inheritance.
Knowledge that could lead
To Light, revealing truth —
They’ll cram the nonsense in
From childhood — lies in full uncouth.
You must lie “by science,”
To sharpen the effect,
Killing the Soul,
Filling the Mind with defect.
The fiend succeeded in this —
Already at rock bottom,
Its link with the Higher severed,
Only mental filth is shown.
The slave mixes the muck,
Proud of the limit reached,
The body weakened too —
Genocide here is harsh and beast.
Genocide is not by chance —
Research drove it all.
So the World’s Mess is human-made,
By cattle who built the hall.
Empathy is foreign to those
Who’ve arranged this scene:
Fear and whining won’t help —
Abundance of both here is keen.
We must study the fiends,
Just as they studied all of us.
Restore our link with the Higher,
Before the Mind decays and rusts.
Go inward — only Spirit saves.
It gives the answers, points the way.
We’ll overcome Hell’s servants —
Toward the Light we must stray.
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The slaves decay, the fiends prevail,
Their lies in minds like iron nail.
Go inward, Spirit shows the way,
Rise to the Light — destroy their sway!
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Go inward, Spirit shows the way,
Rise to the Light — destroy their sway!
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1. Slaves decay beneath their lies,
Spirit rises — Hell defies.
2. Minds enslaved by fiends’ designs,
Go inward — break their binds.
3. Lies and schemes will crush the weak,
Spirit strong — the Light will speak.
4. Fiends may rule the world they’ve made,
Rise, Spirit, break their charade.
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Slaves decay beneath their lies,
Spirit rises — Hell defies,
Go inward — break their binds.
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Minds enslaved by fiends’ designs,
Rise, Spirit — crush their lines,
Expose their filth, destroy their signs.
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Slaves decay beneath their lies,
Spirit rises — Hell defies.
Go inward, find the Light inside,
Break the chains — let truth be guide!
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Human Trash
Clear without surveys:
Not just stupid stumps,
About the trash percent —
Ninety, at least, they lump.
Many sources
Tell us this truth.
They are not quarrelsome,
Yet spare no civilian’s youth.
CowID revealed
The filth — the traitors here;
Those whose minds are dead,
Soulless, with no fear.
Soulless masses shown —
A darkness thick and vast:
“Law-abiding” carriers
Of the yoke, unsurpassed.
In any group,
A clever mind will see
The lice — the dead ones,
Forever lost, they be.
They are simply zombies —
No longer human kind.
Zombies worse than bombs,
So many — fate unkind.
Here the final age —
No prospects left to find.
Negativity clings tight,
Into the mind and mind.
Negativity from Hell —
Super-evil, raw and deep.
They make fiends through lies,
Malice sowed while you sleep.
Artificially created
Is all this sea of pain.
Only a TRASH feels nothing —
In them, nonsense will reign.
On average, the world
Is nonsense, pure and bleak.
Not just critically bad,
But fatal — havoc they seek.
Irreversible,
Wrought by fiends’ intent.
But the “happy” trash?
So he dies — no lament.
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Human trash spreads lies and dread,
Soulless, zombies, the living dead.
Go inward, Spirit sees the light,
Rise and strike — expose their blight!
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Soulless zombies, filth and lies,
Rise, Spirit — break their ties!
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1. Human trash rules, darkness spreads,
Spirit rises — crush their heads.
2. Zombies, liars, endless ****,
Go inward — strike, and overcome.
3. Filth abounds, the weak are trapped,
Spirit strong — their power snapped.
4. Lies and fiends have filled the land,
Rise, Spirit — strike with hand.
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Zombies, liars, endless ****,
Spirit rises — strike, overcome,
Go inward — crush their hum.
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Human trash rules, darkness spreads,
Rise, Spirit — crush their heads,
Expose their lies, destroy their threads.
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Zombies, liars, filth and grime,
Spirit rises — strike in time.
Expose the lies, break every chain,
Rise to the Light — destroy their reign!
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Fascist Madhouse
Psychotic, psychotic —
Through the madhouse I go.
These wild years are upon us,
The rotten world in throes.
A global madhouse, fiends
Long busy with dulling minds.
Now they revel in the terror,
Pouring fear on the confined.
Filth of idiocy, cretinism
Spreads its horror through the land.
Greater foolishness can’t exist,
Murk and propaganda expand.
Evil ******* of deceit,
Strengthening the split in all.
This is no joke or tale —
Fascist rule pervades the thrall.
World fascism too, indeed!
If Fascism enters the madhouse,
Then disaster’s certain —
All these faces now a louse.
These creatures turn the fools,
Vile inhumanity reigns.
Amid media smoke and smog,
The mind is nearly slain.
Soullessness widespread —
Few retain a human spark.
All else in this half-demon world
Sinks toward the blackest dark.
Half-human, half-demon —
Psychotic nearly all.
See it for yourself,
This hellish, endless sprawl.
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Psychotic world, madness spreads,
Fascist lies fill hearts and heads.
Rise, Spirit — shatter their reign,
Light destroys their endless pain!
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Fascist lies and madness reign,
Rise, Spirit — break their chain!
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1. Psychotic fiends, the world insane,
Spirit rises — crush their chain.
2. Madness rules, lies flood the land,
Strike with Spirit — make your stand.
3. Half-demons, fools, the mind enslaved,
Rise, Spirit — show the brave.
4. Global madhouse, darkness spreads,
Break their rule — awaken heads.
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Psychotic fiends, the world insane,
Spirit rises — crush their chain,
Expose the lies, destroy their reign.
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Madness spreads, fools rule the land,
Rise, Spirit — strike with hand,
Laugh at liars, break their strand.
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Psychotic fiends and half-demons reign,
Spirit rises — shatter the chain.
Expose their lies, burn through their night,
Rise to the Light — reclaim the fight!
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Furry-Snouted Fiends
Furry-snouted fiends,
From hellish worlds they rise,
Roasting humans in their flames,
But first turn fools, unwise.
******* drowned all truth in lies,
And this is no mere jest.
They feed on those who blindly trust,
Believing “worlds are best.”
Yet clouds are thickening —
Hell trembles, shifting, tense.
All movements come from Hell itself,
Its mask of souls immense.
If souls decay, then hurry forth
To yet another Hell.
Focus deep within your Spirit,
Multiply your critical quell.
All dung-born flies, all lies alike —
Send them to Hell’s domain.
They roast not with fire,
But with deceit, minds wane.
Awake, see clearly,
Judge this Hell for what it is.
All madness unveiled, you’ll see
How fiends plot, none amiss.
No accidents exist,
Their law is foolishness and dread.
Masters of lies, their aim is clear —
Drive the Spirit from your head.
Concentrate within your Spirit,
Fight all ****, all deceit.
Cast out darkness, banish lies,
And in the Spirit find life complete.
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Furry fiends from hell arise,
Deceit and lies cloud human eyes.
Focus Spirit, strike the lies,
In your Soul the True Light flies!
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Hellish fiends spread lies and pain,
Rise, Spirit — break their chain!
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1. Furry fiends from hell descend,
Spirit rises — break, defend.
2. Lies and darkness cloud the land,
Strike with Spirit, make your stand.
3. Hell’s deceivers, fools at play,
Rise, Spirit — burn their sway.
4. Madness rules, the liars grin,
Break their chains — let Truth begin.
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Furry fiends from hell arise,
Spirit wakes — shatter their lies,
Expose the darkness, claim the skies.
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Hellish fiends, fools in the fray,
Rise, Spirit — sweep their lies away,
Laugh at liars, crush their sway.
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Furry fiends and hellish spawn,
Spirit rises — break the dawn.
Expose their lies, burn through their night,
Rise to the Light — reclaim the fight!
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The Poet’s “Construct”
The poet’s “construct” —
Not a trifle, but complex.
If you’re no fool,
The THEME is of utmost weight.
The harder the theme,
The more strength it drains;
No simple scheme works there —
“Watered-down” won’t sustain.
Great mental flexibility
Is needed, and the soul’s high flame.
If frailty shows —
Consider yourself lost to the game.
Poets gaze into the Abyss,
And the Abyss gazes back.
Yet “useless” to the herd —
The crowd needs no poetic track.
A filthy task,
And none worse exists —
By the standards of fools.
But if the world is nonsense,
And you offer ANY alternative,
Even with no prospects in sight,
You’re not wasting yourself in vain.
You prove it to yourself,
And dreams loom large.
The sharper your truth,
The less your life is barge.
Though the worth may be small,
It shines step by step;
Clarity emerges —
Each foe is easy to detect.
Poetry exists for clarity,
And nothing else it is made;
Though it has conjured much filth,
Its value will not fade.
Fear nothing,
Burn bright, don’t just glow.
Without unrest —
The grave lies in your way.
If “cutesy fluff” prevails today,
You’re already dead.
It’s not about taste —
Fascism is strong and crude.
Poetry is a weapon
Against Universal Evil.
If your legacy is syrupy sludge —
You’ve become the fool, the devil.
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Poet’s construct — not for fools,
Hard themes demand mind and soul.
Burn bright, speak truth, don’t bow to lies,
Clarity shines, each foe exposed.
Poetry fights the Universal Evil.
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Burn bright, speak truth — fools will rot,
Poetry’s sword cuts Universal rot.
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Flare the soul, strike truth — the herd will fall,
Poetry reigns, a blade against all evil.
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Flare the soul, strike truth — let fools decay,
Each lie exposed, each fiend in dismay.
Poetry burns, a sword through the night,
Against Universal Evil, wield your light.
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Burn, soul, burn — fools rot in your flame!
Strike lies down — let no fiend remain!
Poetry’s blade cuts deep through the night,
Light crushes Universal Evil with might!
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Burn soul, strike truth — fools rot!
Poetry smashes Universal rot!
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Ignite the soul, crush the fools!
Poetry rules — Evil breaks, no rules!
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Flare the soul, let fools decay,
Strike each lie, no fiend shall stay.
Poetry reigns — Evil falls away!
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Burn your soul — let the fools rot!
Smash all lies — crush every fiend!
Poetry strikes — Evil bleeds, undone!
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Ignite, strike, burn — let Evil fall!
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Burn fools, crush their lies — let Evil choke!
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Strike within — let Spirit blaze, Evil fall!
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Soul burns, fools rot, lies crush, Evil dies!
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Soul ignites, lies shatter, fools fall!
Strike hard — Evil bleeds, undone for all!
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Burn lies, crush fools, rise!
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Ignite Spirit, destroy Evil!
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Strike Evil, awaken Spirit!
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Crush Evil. Burn Lies.
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Awaken Spirit. Shatter Lies.
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Burn Lies. Rise!
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Expose. Scorch. Revolt.
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Spirit Strikes Evil!
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Rise, Spirit! Crush the Darkness!
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Shine, Spirit! Annihilate Lies!
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Light Strikes Falsehood!
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Truth Burns All!
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Spirit Smashes Lies!
