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ConnectHook Sep 2015
[Infernal Dialectic of Ongoing Struggle]

Spoke Mao Zedong to Kim Jong Ill:
We languish here in deep red hell—
Let us confer and analyze
What factors revolutionize
The contradictions still.


Replied Lil’ Kim: The running dogs
Beguiled by class and capital
Have overdrawn and overspent.
They bank on debt, and make lament
And flounder in their fogs…


Kim chee does stink, but tastes so good
Do have some more, oh comrade Mao.
Fermented cabbage goes so well
With Hennessey and blondes (in hell)
when
Juche’s in da hood!

The Fearless Leader (now a shade)
Responded thus: Just give them time.
Our doctrines spread, their God is dead
Their sons shall sing ‘The East is Red’
Our party’s got it made.


Ill Kim displayed a wicked grin:
Our rocket-launches make them fear
They scold and cluck, and then they duck
While Hillary tries to pass the buck
I think we still could win…


The Chairman thought and sipped some fire
in communistic reverie, and feeling very clever, he
Replied to Ill: This place we’ll fill
with dead reactionaries still—
fifth columns to inspire.

Now let the thousand flowers bloom
And let one thousand thoughts contend.
Remember **? Remember ‘Nam?
We triumphed over Uncle Sam—
He’s limping toward his doom.


A wizened ghost now drifted in
Because his name had been proclaimed
A wispy beard (as yet unseared)
Revealed the mastermind once feared:
Old Uncle ** Chi Minh !

** **—old friend! Draw near! Draw near,
Spoke Mao: In solidarity
We hail your work upon the earth
You showed them what a war is worth
You’re always welcome here.


Ill Kim and I were wondering
How best to make the forward leap—
conspiring ******* their cow
and smoke their duck and drain their sow
while they are buying bling.

** Chi, old warrior, why the frown?
Upon your wisdom now we wait.
The forces red you bravely led
You staked your claim until they bled
And brought their nation down.


Old uncle **, the sage revered,
did smolder with his cigarette.
Viet Cong thought is hard to grasp
It slithers like a jungle asp…
** paused and stroked his beard:

You speak without the people’s light!
I criticize in strongest terms
Your revolutionary thought.
We need to ask our friend Pol ***
How best to steer this fight.

Such gradual change, a halfway measure
stalls the Bourgeoisie’s demise.
Our true Khmer Rouge was not a stooge
of Kapital. His fame was huge
for plundering their treasure.

True, he had to purge his nation
such is revolution, gents…
The traitor classes see the masses,
through reactionary  glasses.
Death or re-education!

We ought to sow his rural seed
for pure agrarian reform.
The bodies in the rice can rot
to fertilize the harvest plot—
the people’s mouths to feed.


When Pol *** heard his tactics lauded
he flew in to join the jabber:
Take a tip from Kampuchea!
Listen well and I will teach ya!

Kim and Mao applauded.

City folk are useless eaters
glasses-wearing foes and cheaters!
let them slave – and always save
their corpses for the fertile grave
Until they love their leaders.

From the barrel power grows—
(I don’t mean kim chee barrel, boys).
Now learn my way.We’ll have our say
Their weakened states will wither away.

The Red dictator rose.

Prepared to ramble on for hours
(the way Fidel so loves to do)
Pol ***’s harangue now fired the gang
like rockets falling on Da Nang
emitting sparks in showers.

Hell is known for lack of stasis—
Sudden throes of quaking fire;
fitful flares from from Satan’s lairs
and constant similar affairs
the population faces…

Thus Saint Pol ***, still naming names
along with Mao and Kim-Jong Il
while ** Chi screamed, and then blasphemed
were swept en masse, and unredeemed
into the surging flames.

Yet still they plotted in the blaze
with dialectic deviousness.
Philosophizing, strategizing
stinking sulphur brimstone rising;
ghosts in the yellow haze . . .

        ☭ END ☭
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Tommy Johnson Apr 2014
Winnie the Pooh is trying to think
As are Plato and Socrates
While The Little Rascals get rambunctious
And The Marx Brothers cause calamities
Jim Jones stirs the Kool-Aid
And Georgie Porgie makes his move
Bo Peep and Miss Muffett start to blush
Red Ridding hood just swoons
The Muffin Man does a deal
With Johnny Apple seed
These beings and people our real
In our Surreal Reality

******* lets the paint splatter
And Moses parts the sea
Belushi buys an eight-ball
Bruce is on trial for obscenity
Rorschach is on the case
Right behind Sherlock Holmes
John the baptist goes for a swim
Along with Brian Jones
Jack and Jill meet Hansel and Gretel
They're hungry, they're thirsty
These figments of imagination do exist
In our Surreal Reality

Rasputin was so evil
As bad as Captain Hook
Now was it ** Chi Minh or Nixon
Who said "I am not a crook?"
Mao Zedong looked at Stalin
With a shared murderous grin
Booth stormed the Ford theater
And shot President Lincoln
Kennedy and King we're both casualties
Of the process of the deciphering
Of our Surreal  Reality

Zeus said to Aphrodite
"Wow, you look real good tonight"
And Handel says "Hallelujah!"
As the Wright Brothers take flight
Baby Face Nelson
Teams up with Dillinger
Moe, Larry and Curly
Mengele, Mussolini and Adolf ******
Three bears, three little pigs
Along with three blind mice
Sit together, while Maurice Sendack
Cooks them chicken soup with rice
Charlie Bucket had a buy out
Wonka gave up his factory
Fiction or nonfiction it's all a apart
Of our Surreal Reality

Chicken Little tried his best
To warm The Little Red Hen
Of the sly trickster
They call Rumpelstiltskin
Rimbaud applauds Leonidas
And his 300's final stand
Da vinci  paved the way
For both Newton and Edison
Folklore and war heroes
And those with intellectual mentality
Are all just pieces
Of our Surreal Reality

Wee Willie Winkie's scream
Wakes up Rip Van Winkle
But not Sleeping Beauty who's been asleep for thirty years
But has no acquired a single wrinkle
Caligula has lost his mind
And Nero's lost his fiddle
What does Beethoven's hearing aid
Have to do the March Hare's riddle?
Abbie Hoffman fights for civil rights
Thomas Jefferson for democracy
Products of the conceptual
In our Surreal Reality

Berryman writes an ode
To Washington's wooden teeth
Manson speaks of Helter Skelter
Neruda damns the fruit company
Charles Schultz frames the story
And Seuss gives it rhyme
Some where far, far away
Taking place once upon a time
And the villagers all had omelettes
Thanks to clumsy Humpty Dumpty
It's all food for thought
In our Surreal Reality

Santa brings us presents
And Cupid bring us love
But we can never get back
The members of the 27 Club
Warhol makes his movies
And Buddha meditates
Joseph Smith reads the golden plates
Mohammed and Jesus save
Theses figures bring people hope
In life's dualities
Trusting faith
And our Surreal Reality


Han Solo is in carbon freeze
Don Juan's preoccupied
Sinbad sets his sails
Simple Simon didn't get his pie
Caesar looked at Brutus
Brutus looked at Saddam Hussein
Hussein looked at L. Ron Hubbard
Who prayed to Eloheim  
Dionysus can out drink us all
We cringe at Achilles fatality  
As Ra soars through the skies
Of our Surreal Reality

Aristotle says to Shakespeare
"Well Billy you old bard"
Frodo trades the ring of power
To Fidel Castro for a Babe Ruth Baseball card
Biggie and Tupac write their lyrics on paper
Ted Bundy is put in jail
They're making another skyscraper
For King Kong to scale
Hemingway is too far gone
Kant's take on morality
Einstein says it's all relative
In our Surreal Reality

Churchill said victory
John Lennon said peace
Judas gave back the silver
Then hung himself in a tree
Tojo and Kim Jong-il
Wanna be as cool as Brando and Dean
George Carlin warned us all
Now Hermes leaves the scene
So do the butcher, the baker and the candle stick maker
Followed by Old King Cole and his Fiddlers Three
As they make their way to find
A sense or Surreal Reality

Odysseus pines for Ithaca
Paul Bunyan chops the trees
The Jersey Devil has not been found
Noah herds the animals by twos not threes
Anubis wraps the mummies
And Augustus leads Rome
Bugs Bunny laughs with Pryor
All at the expense of Job
So what can we all make of this
Is this all actuality?
Symbolism or nonsense?
Realistic Surrealism or Surreal Realty?
Marshal Gebbie Oct 2014
Mao Zedong’s revolution deposed the ancient, 5000 year old rule of Dynastic China.
In doing so he espoused the continuous violent struggle by contradictory forces within society to produce a perpetual disequilibrium of revolt against intellectualism and Confucian principle and practice.

With the global collapse of Communistic systems, the wily genius of the diminutive, Deng Xiaoping, breathed new life into the faltering rule
With a cunning rebranding of “Socialism with Chinese Characteristics”, he maintained the stability of Chinese Communist kleptocracy until relatively recent times.
But the middle class awakening of Tiananmen Square and the recent Hong Kong massed protest, has brought into focus the demands of an increasingly educated, increasingly affluent, Chinese society’s expectation and demand for increased democratic rights and freedom and a more just system of the Rule of Law.

The day of the old, strong arm, autocratic rule is over.

China is emerging, quite naturally, into a world of increased information freedom, where the seeking of each individual’s betterment and independence promises a brighter future of personal dignity, increased self-esteem and an emerging sense of high anticipation.

President Xi Jinping’s Chinese Communist Party is now presented with the challenge to moderate in order to survive. To endeavour to embrace and meld the old concepts of Confucian harmony to the vaulting expectations of China’s new world beckoning.

M.
Denmark, Western Australia.
5 October 2014
Bless China and Mao Zedong

I have partly decorated my Christmas tree bless the Chinese for the blinking fairy light,
blue and yellow strings I think symbolise angels’ hair
not that I have seen any angels with blue-rinsed hair.
I haven't put up any baubles this year it is a bother to put them on the twigs.
My shoes are bought in the same shop they are ok, but don't last long,
I feel guilty now my socks and undergarment are made in China
that is how you destroy a country's economy buying from abroad; it's cheaper
for us on the low income, it is a vicious circle, more people get laid off they have
little money and had to but underwear and socks shop at a Chinse shop.

The wage for workers in the USA is now so cheap Pakistani factories are moving to
Detroit and Michigan, but for it to succeed the Americans have to build better
roads and new bridges. I digress the tree is fit for purpose comes in 3 sections and can
easily be kept in the shed until next year.
So bless the Chinse for making our Christmas possible this year too
Johnny Noiπ Dec 2017
A micro-black hole in super-infinite space,
Anne Frank preaching the Promised Land
To millennials born in exile,
Worshipping Bob Marley in Babylon
Waiting for Christ to take out the trash;
Keep waiting
She knew nothing of the Bible,
Didn’t know she was a Jew---gay, straight or terrorist,
Dialectical materialism clashing with the Holy Trinity
In the neutron stars’ collision of
What we call density in space at the end of super-gravity,
No endings anymore: the singularity is us:
the negative to the photograph---

Black holes shake the spacetime sisterhood
with bigger and bigger gravity waves
Until the universe shatters like a snow globe---
Soviet ******, Russian princess bride
designating the next phase of your honor;
She’s my Soviet sister, mister
Design your press for Putin’s world-wide wedding
Desire is divine when the world is in calamity---
Soviet mothers live in the sewer
Below Sonya’s ***, her pomegranates
On the cottage table she belongs to no man but me,
My bride from the mist---

Parmenides agreeing with Euclid in bliss with a good cigar---
The ice in your eyes may be cool
Because Elton feels it (we all feel it)
Your great-uncle was a **** spy not Ai Wei Wei’s father
Like Mao Zedong, the great poet
Of the Cultural Revolution forbidden
To write made to pull a plow
Don’t lie about it,
Proud he wanted to pound ur ***---

Soviet princess, I wish to know u like a father,
There is snow and there is now---
Riding the bride raw in a Russian tradition,
Tsunami women in boxers
With an eyeful of throat,
Candy-eyes in her waistline,
In her middle earth contours
I who am that poet whom
Is the feline shadow shape sharp as a tail of tall chords
Twisting in the gravity shifts
The wind is shallow now, who looks like that---
Her American-Turkish mother
Who began to fish behind the lines
Her fat *** in boxers a woman:
Pin-uposophy the science of hummingbirds
And the dramatic decline of bees,
The saucer flips and trips through space---
Listening to Wagner, discussing Nietzsche
Glorifying white womanhood
Burning the bunny and ******* flag---
She goes where her cloned colon goes---
Ivy-eyed in Hamburg; New Zealand;
Cryogenic ******* designed for living testicles---
Glorifying wormholes and supernova---
I like that

The neutron star exploding you can feel it
Men have been ****** children since time began
In what appears to be human nature---
Transgender crime boss turned informant
Gunned down on the operating table,
Transcendental Idealist Plato invites Diogenes
Out for a drink in the Golden Age
With Bunny Yeager, the beginning of ugly beauty queens,
Not the first, Russian history going far back in time...
Ask Vartuhi about Pushkin
She will tell you abstractly,
*** trafficking and harassment are one thing,
New York, London, Milan, Tokyo, Paris
Guilty of ****** assault against men and women---
Heartless tgirls getting plastic surgery to become
Teen ****** and slutty wives looking hot
In 1920, the year I took the Polish girl in the ***
And saw her future,
The scientist moonlighting as a shocking stripper
known throughout Europe
What is unknown to the aliens
Is I will move to Bulgaria or Bagdad
And close the windows on
Naked neutron **** flappers
and other strippers of long ago;
The Nazis have never been forgotten
For good reason---
The myths they made were picked up in the street---
This thing just talks and keeps talking
With no time for ******* ****---
A poem is not a song, a poet is not king
Or president or Aung San Suu Kyi
Or Robert Mugabe or Kim Il Sung
Or Kim jong Un or Carl Jung
Or Sigmund Freud or Joseph Stalin---
Playing sports in a warzone,
Not a figurehead or martyr,
This is not mathematics or a game of chance;
Your AI is smarter than you are---
The Golden Age of Anarcho-Nihilism
The vocabulary of ants and giants,
Say u saw the 7 stars and pray---
Absurdo-Futurism blah blah blah
U know kids are on drugs
Ur heroes alcoholic predators,
Nothing goes unchanged, it’s human nature
U can’t arrest someone for being human;
Do not cast moral aspersions
When you cannot defend your own actions---
Ur father was a ****** *****,
Ur mother god only knows---
Mayakovsky and Whitman met on the pier,
Rupaul's liquor bottles floating in shark infested water
Although he doesn’t drink or smoke---
Do you know him? Mao Zedong, Adolf ******,
Donald Trump lacking essential brain chemistry
Producing a brainless sadist
In an American cultural revolution,
An open attack on intellectual history;
In the future there will be no ideas, LGBTQ-etc.
Christian Conservatism left or right---

Which one are u? ****** harassment does not exist
When anyone accused is guilty---

Christian intuition says there is a paradise,
That is, paradise compared to this dump---
Now science is telling us the same thing,
The Infinite Singularity of Eternal Paradise

Growing flowers in a tin-can
In the shadow of the black hole and sky’s end
I have no interest in Magic Realism
And completely reject Surrealism---
I want to write floating prosody,
That is prose that takes place
In heaven and/or hell, not this world;
Anyone who can comprehend Cubism
Can grasp the multiverse---
Futurism, Suprematism,
Abstract Expressionism,
Constructivism, quantum theory---
Things working along the lines
Of the Higgs field,
Wherefore the mind can transcend
Mere three-dimensional
Thinking like Einstein, Freud and/or Dylan---
Something about YHWH---
The abstract One a Neo-Platonic concept
Derived from Plato’s ideal forms; Jung’s archetypes
And Freud’s unconscious (Jung’s subconscious)
What Einstein called relativity most people call reality
That can be manipulated by poetry or music.

Man and *** is like a cop with a gun;
Sooner or later they’re going to use it
***** bullet fires ****** bullet wound bleeds---
The pendulum swings
Between being and non-being and/or becoming
And unbecoming, but the wound pre-exists
The bullet in a tachyonic temporal reversal
Of patriarchy and matriarchy,
The Saudi royal family deposed and replaced
by a string of democratically elected female presidents;
Which will become the first female dictatorship of the new era;
There will be others, mothers and such,
***-camps perpetuating the politically correct species,
So cries the Jewish poet before he is ******
By the wayward women who rule the toilet-state---
The bald-headed ***** with nice ***, nameless Empress,
Spurring the underground Machismo movement;
Men with guns who want to replace all other women
With their oriental counterparts---
“I dreamed of a world
               Of only Asian women and men of every color!”

The baritone Bible banned, all men Christ---
Our women Christian not Jewish or Muslim
Our poets banned lest they speak micro-aggressions;
I am one, outlaw unlike my brothers who bow
At the feet I once scaled like mountains,
She is waiting at the top with a Bible in hand
She can’t read or understand
As it makes no sense to her female brain;
She only knows deception like the old KGB,
obvious by the accent I can’t understand---
Israel gone, Palestine soon follows.
Burqinis on the beach and in the street,
Leggings and funky sneakers,
Her pores open by hot yoga;
So cries the Jewish poet before he’s ****** to death
I heard the prophet wail like Mayakovsky
The red, white and black the colors of no flag---
Most of the ants doing nothing;
Most fascists dull-witted mediocrities,
I saw her waving the red-white-&-black
In the Nollywood invasion of collective castration
Of the male species as if we were wild animals
Women directors taking out insurance but not in Iran---
Which is ruled by an old man;
What will the saudis say
When the supreme leader is a woman at last---
The red guard will end like Quadaffi’s bodyguards
I’ll have a Russian lover, I’ll have an Indian lover,
But I won’t have a Muslim lover
And don’t want one although I thought I did at one time---
Not only priests are rapists,
The average guy is a ****
Every man is a saint
And what does that make u, *****?
A *****. ****, *****, ashamed? of what?
Nothing since u jump out of our clothes
At the smell of money;
Most people deep as mud;
Their words half-forgotten poetry
Maybe it rhymes or not,
Catholic and/or Protestant
As the sun comes up on a cloudy day during mass---
Call no man father or master or brother---
The Jewish poet is ur brother,
No man is ur master
Except Hermes or Prometheus or Pythagoras
No man is ur father dancing
To mother’s organic music,
Her milk flowing from her 1,000 *******
Call no man mother and no woman father
White noise background radiation prayer
Building a great pyramid by randomly piling stones
One atop another that fly---her father,
Her uncle, her brother not related to me---
The blonde girl running on the beach at dawn
Is not a goddess---
The witch-hunt of powerful influential men
Who can’t keep their hands to themselves
Is destroying the vulture before it can be born
As the Enlightenment and Renaissance
Went down in flames like the Roman Empire
And what is left but dreamers led by Jesus
And his angels and saints---

As the pit opens beneath barefoot ballrooms
She falls into Hades never to return
With her foreign accent she’s a ****** as am I---
How can she take the sacrament
With her fingers shoved in her ****?
When Jesus returns I want to be ******;
I’m not going to heaven w/o a cigarette;
My lover the flapper taking away my sin;
This bread this cup my breakfast---
The priest speaks to the black hole
As if it were alive forgetting the supersupernova
And neutron stars that begin spacetime
At the end of all things that shall come again;
Passing away again in timespace---
There are no more pure virgins only gods in their wisdom
***** ******* pure---
***** mothers better than clean mothers---
Money raining from uber-clouds;
Nollywood semi-virgins living with the pain
Of genital mutilation,
Everybody is writing poetry these days
Inspired by children that can barely spell
The words inspired by adults
That don’t know poetry from ****,
Who can’t rhyme without hip-hop
In the background---

The wooden poet meets the burqini beauty queen
On the beach in the rain and wind---
Feet caked with mud, swirling black holes
crashing and exploding like cars in Jerusalem
again and again until LIGO picks up the vibration
And tells the world---
What can gravity waves do that a terrorist can’t?
Gravity waves give women ****;
Have you ever seen an australopithecus female?
They are not pretty unless u love animals as do I,
even a Neanderthal woman won’t **** me;
O - I am the prophet who leapt upon horseback
and rode like fire into battle a man of war.
Women are worn-out cliches
Cries the Soviet poet who lives and breathes
In the underworld made of oak;
Do not envy evil gay men---
A prophet at dawn sleeps with men,
Army and navy and Marines---
And I pour out my spirit like flesh
remembering her earthen blood,
The moon darkened by the Christ child’s name;
A girl sold for wine to drink I will mold like clay---
Your body beaten into a wooden sword
In the Bronze Age.

Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him,
She just wants to dance and so she shall
The anarcho-nihilist absurdo-futurist cult
Of the Soviet fembot buried in the ghost city,
Don’t go there, the radiation lingers
In the baritone voice of one who returns;
Where the old women will not **** me
Like I’ve seen them do to others---
Young girls won’t **** me like their mothers will---
Anger leading to evil in the ghost city
Jonah went to Nineveh
And told the Ninevites to go **** themselves---
No Jews were insulted, no women *****,
God laughs at the wicked,
Their swords pierce their own hearts---
The wicked shall vanish and beauty shall fade;
In the field of eternity it shall be scattered
Like smoke by the wind---
All good things come from gravity waves
Women grow **** and men grow big *****
They mate and are fruitful,
I built a fembot and named her Sonya and she became a poet
And made me a lot of money; she was that good.
Kagey Sage Apr 2022
How can I follow up?
Sipping tea, realizing my dark age in the ides
of March was just a melancholic cover up for
intensive art and getting **** done
"Adulting," I hate that word
We can learn so much from having a child-like nature
But they got you coping with drudgery by
coddling you in comic book imagery
Is your boss your dad that gives you play time or
a **** that's increasingly stealing more of your time, and money?

Stand up if you have the energy
The old don't protest cause
they got nice pensions from FDR and Mao Zedong
We're still the ever lazy young
with distinctive wealth gaps
not seen in a couple generations
It's a grim calculation by cold algorithms
as if that absolves the humans that
put the spirit of the questions into them

How much can we make them work so
they don't have time to protest but can still survive?

We've already stopped the pensions but
how can we stop social security?

It's been well invested
can we really just say the money's run out?

Yes, I suppose they really do believe anything
if you couch it right

Good work everyone.
Peter DeSpirito Feb 2020
Let’s talk about cops shooting innocent black teenagers, woman and men...let’s talk about racial profiling....disorderly conduct..and ancestor slavery again... About 600,000 slaves were transported to America, or 5% of the 12 million slaves taken from Africa. About 310,000 of these persons were imported into the Thirteen Colonies before 1776: 40% directly and the rest from the Caribbean, but let’s not talk about religious liquidation...4,450 Jewish men woman and children are killed in Krakow ghetto from March 13 to March 16 1943....20 million murdered by Nazis in total.....families surrendered so that they can stay alive and strive but are burned and gassed alive so there’s that drive....let’s not talk about the invasion of Italy...on September 3, 1943 2,009 killed...7,050 wounded...3,501 missing...let’s not talk about the invasion of America...and the removal act of 1830....16,500 native Americans lost their lands and lives.....how about the Spanish Inquisition.... In 1478, the Catholic Monarchs began the famous Inquisition to purify Catholicism in all their territories. The Inquisition was established to act as a tribunal to identify heretics and bring them to justice....1,250 were executed...that’s 1% of 125,000 that were tried by church tribunals under the King and Queen of Spain...instead let’s repeat that I can’t breathe line...I’m not resisting....black comedians Make fun of white people....white people look around before they make fun of black people...Chinese, Russian, French so on and so forth....being rude by the way that you talk and stopping police from doing their jobs...is not making anyone on this planet think that it’s wrong to treat you like an animal....no matter what color you are...how you act and project yourself should warrant the treatment you get...let’s not forget: Joseph Stalin has 62 million Soviets and Germans under his **** count....Mao Zedong 75 million Chinese lives...so please let’s talk about all of us that strives...that climbs corporate ladders...we all bleed the same color...So All lives Matters....
-Peter T. DeSpirito
What I’m saying is stopping the racism...and feeling held back because of the past...move forward...
july hearne May 2021
hang your flag upside down in distress
wait for worse things to happen
bad things have already happened

look around you,
the red guards are kneeling hard
ching chong, wade across the water all the way to mao zedong
too unrepairable to understand
a stronger hand made strong
by an Almighty hand

and so in the confines of their cluelessness
tomorrow's chew toys are only useful idiots in black masks for now
conditionally loved by the even weaker minded, currently still cheering them on
as their small or fat black masked bodies laughably block the crosswalk of broadway and denny

some are robots running on outdated programming,
built to self destruct,
their particular model will run for president and answer to names like
judas pence or mitt romney

some cry wolf
but we've heard it so many times already
it doesn't mean anything anymore
the unfit mother might not even cash in
on the blown apart remains of her knifey daughter

most others are a sad, feeble kind of gladiator:
the andabatea, often found coding or developing at amazon, with limited or no visibility; always blindfolded and overpaid, always hearded, always hated by the end user,
the bestiarii never prepared to fight the imported beast,
the noxxi never meant to have a chance with their dull swords, always too worthless for opportunity
so many noxxi with their dull and laughable swords
blocking the crosswalk of broadway and denny

that class of gladiator.
"yes that was me with the doves
setting them free near the factory
where they build your computer love"

Neil Young : "Revolution Blues"
july hearne Sep 2020
the flowers
broken from the stem
have been vibrantly colored and trampled
on the sidewalk for weeks
withstanding days of passersby,

a despotic government in town
and citizens so filled with their jodi arias kind of love

knowing nothing of
their coming gulags
or how they can only fail

because the dumb mob is the city
the streets of the city
the boarded up windows of the city,
the defunded police department of the city,
the shattered glass of the city and the ****
in the streets of the city

it is only important to who might as well be no one,
but not to the men who will never be men
but not to the women who will never be women
and definitely not to the men who will never be women
a generation hated from all direction
failed before they even began, they will never begin
there will never be anything in it for them

they totalitarian so much totalitarian
not exactly wild or stallion
just sickly miniature horses
tough as owned prison ***** bronies

no hope
for the plastic garbage in the ocean
plastic garbage intended to pollute the ocean

never a time to get over things and move on
in an intellectually inferior time zone,
never a time to teach or learn about mao zedong.
for Carmen Best

*sung by Roberta Flack
Aditya Roy Jul 2019
Arriving with the time waiting
For revival
The time is for China to take its socialist shame
Turn the times to the populace was the same
Truncheon tanks, and the whole shebang, the guy who died
Mao Zedong, Tiananmen Square, Creedence clearly an atom bomb
Away from a bunch of lies, dealing with slaves and something inside them died
Tangled up in memory, tangled up in the blood
Tangled up in a truant sundry, I'm unaware of the inchoate
But, the bloodshed reminds me, of the battleground that hasn't heard from the crying dead
We nurtured the poor, to feed the roads with our public money
Reconnaissance of every remnant individual, timbre, and everything, in an ephemeral second
We blew up in silent thought, without knowing of attacking and arresting atrocities all in the name of a thousand cuts
Cradling civilization, there will be blood, the sun's up on the wrong end of the pursuit of happiness
Numbed by the pain, the sun's up on the wrong of the pursuit of happiness
Tampering the evidence, conclusively ending my progress
Tanks rolled over the ****** corpse, mangling it beyond solidarity
None of us could recognize him
Things were difficult before easy.
The man was a genius when he was dreaming.
Arek Sep 2019
Stalin could be your boy next door
he loved and laughed and cried
but always planned for more and more
like planning genocide

similarly Mao ZeDong
could be your next door neighbour
unless of course he thought you're wrong
sentencing you to hard labour

my boss who could be my best mate
now wants to see me later
seems not too long i have left to wait
to see the world's next worst dictator
Total Slavery and Its Looming Horizon

A cycle eternal: enslaving the crowd,
Turning them fools — forever and proud.
They’ll guard themselves, they’ll **** and obey,
As long as you feed them a Lie on the way.

Spice it with terror, with numbness and shame,
Add "holy Allah" — religion in frame.
Add "science" distorted — it teaches the herd
How the world "functions", reshaped by a word.

Ideas are shining — on surface, all right.
But deep in their marrow — satanic blight.
So "communism", "heavenly bliss",
Rot on their way into fascist abyss.

Selection is vital — but twisted, reversed:
A thief or a dullard will always rise first.
Ready for anything — money the crown,
While wisdom is trampled and beaten down.

Doctors bring "healing" — but never the cure,
Symptoms they cover, disease will endure.
Children are poisoned with needles of "care",
Dumbed into cattle — betrayal laid bare.

Teachers — the fortress of Systemal rot:
Schooling Submission, Forgetting the lot.
A nursery of ghouls, obedience bred,
To join the Field of Rot ahead.

The Field of Rot is tilled by the press:
Sold-out vermin, who peddle the mess.
Journalist-****, their filth is a flood,
Shoving down lies in the throat of the mud.

Police are essential — corrupted, too many.
Lessons are few, but for uprisings — handy.
The herd still believes: "They guard us, the Law!"
Yet laws hit the weak, for the strong — just a flaw.

The ultimate order: SURVIVE, at all cost!
Disasters are crafted — by Darkness they’re tossed.
By lackeys and traitors the torment expands,
Grinding the fools with obedient hands.

The scheme is old — they’ve mastered the ruse:
Problem → Reaction → Solution to choose.
Offer the fix that enslaves even more,
Fools rush to grab it — enslaved to the core.

Their filth expands with Overton’s Gate:
Bit by bit poison, digestion by fate.
For ***** in tons cannot enter at once,
But drip it — and swallow, obedient dunce.

A wise one once said: "My whole life I spent
To gain what was needed for life’s nourishment."
But slime never learns, and freedom is gone,
Slugs feed on poison, and gladly go on.

Deeper they sink — for stupidity thrives:
The "bright" past was slavery, stagnated lives.
The "new age" is darker, "divine" and insane,
Treatment eternal — with venom and chain.

The madness begins — with CowID brand,
Reason is slaughtered, Spirit is banned.
But wait! — Apocalypse breaks through the schism,
Sentence is cast for the World Fascism.

Those with Pure Spirit and Reason intact
May still survive the demonic attack.
The Abyss will swallow the slaves and their lords,
Rotten, enslaved — condemned by their hordes.



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Slavery rules, deception is law,
Rotten the system, devouring raw.
But Spirit unbroken will burn through the lie —
The masters of darkness are destined to die.

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Fools guard their chains, obey and applaud,
Kneeling to demons they worship as God.
But Truth is a fire — it shatters their scheme,
Burns down the nightmare, awakens the dream.

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The herd is enslaved, the prophets are fraud,
Science corrupted, religion is flawed.
Yet Spirit resists — through the ashes it fights,
Breaking the fascists with fury of Light.

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Fools guard their chains, deceived by the lie,
But Spirit unbroken refuses to die.
Through ashes and rot it rises to fight —
Smashing the fascists with fury of Light.




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Alchemy of the Soul

In depths of Darkness smolders Light unclear,
A haze of silence drifts, yet draws me near.
Through Sleep of Mind a whisper cuts its way,
It haunts my heart, it will not let me stray.

The night of thorns, deception and despair,
Leads into madness, thickening the air.
The world’s a prison, bleeding is my wound,
My Spirit longs for Stars not yet assumed.

That Light grows stronger, trembling into fire,
Revealing what was hidden in desire.
Yet walls of Evil tighten, vile and grim,
No Spirit pure can long abide within.

The Light expands — and now awakens Will:
Alchemy begins, the heart grows still.
When weary of existence’ heavy chain,
The Will breaks loose and lifts from Depths of pain.

It once had drowned in seas of grief and lies,
Resistance fading, hope without supplies.
But now the Light restored the Strength to fight,
The Mind awoke and echoed Soul’s delight.

Falsehood is sliced like butter by the blade,
Excalibur — the weapon Light has made.
And mind laments the years consumed in vain,
Among the rot, corruption, and disdain.

Alchemy in Fire — a blast untamed,
When once ignited, nothing stays the same.
Armed with the Will that bends to none on earth,
Fear disappears, replaced with Spirit’s birth.

The Darkness shattered, Vision pure unveiled,
No longer bound by words, no longer veiled.
Toward Eternity the Spirit soars,
The “mysteries of world” — mere echoing chores.

Illusions fade, their chains dissolve in air,
Deceptions turned to ash, dispersed, laid bare.
Then Revelation, Power, Inspiration,
The Sun of Knowledge — dawn of new creation.

You see: the dark is but illusion’s crust,
Concealing folly, weakness, greed, and dust.
The half-men blind will never find the Whole,
The Realm of Spirit, sovereign Light of Soul.

The Heart flies open, stars are drawing near,
They heal the wounds your Soul had carried here.
Your path is neither “higher” nor “below” —
It is the flight to Timelessness you know.

Alchemy of Soul — in Fire of Sight,
Where Purity ignites a newborn Light.
In that Light — joy, renewal, and release,
The Soul’s return to Source, Eternal Peace.



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From rot and night the Spirit breaks away,
Its fire turns the Darkness into day.
Alchemy within — the Soul is whole,
Returning to the Source, eternal goal.

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The Will ignites, illusions fall apart,
The Sun of Truth burns deep within the heart.
Through ashes rises Soul, reborn and free,
In timeless Light of pure Eternity.

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Darkness was prison, but Light is the key,
Alchemy flames — the Spirit breaks free.
Through fire awakened, the Soul takes its flight,
Home to the Source, in infinite Light.

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Alchemy flames — the Spirit breaks free,
Darkness is shattered by Will’s decree.
The Soul takes flight through eternal Light,
Back to the Source, where all is right.



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Unconditional Resistance to Evil in the Cycle of Unknowing

We gathered, quarreled, drank, “hurrah!” —
And fell into Ignorance’s jar.
A cycle endless, ruled by gloom,
Where drunken nonsense fills the room.

The rabble reigns. “Intelligentsia” — hush!
They praise experiments, “beauty,” and such.
But “truth” they twist, discard, betray,
Their lofty meetings rot away.

To gaze with Spirit’s eye — absurd!
Within this cycle, lies are stirred.
The sickly broth of logic thin,
Feeds Ignorance, where all is sin.

The mind can’t reach the Spirit’s sphere,
It clings to books, to chatter near.
Intuition, silenced, banned,
Few dare to grasp her guiding hand.

The “gurus,” “yogis” — hollow frauds,
Blind to the battle against the clods.
If Evil’s left to rule the stage,
Their wisdom rots in narrow cage.

But few exceptions break the night:
The Path’s not captured all in sight.
First step: reject ALL thoughts, all lies,
Ideas — ashes in disguise.

Step two: within yourself you seek,
The answers strong, not borrowed weak.
Purge the mind of planted trash,
Or you’ll stumble, fall, and crash.

Step three: through Spirit, power flows,
Your strength will rise, your foe will know.
For Enemy of Man has reigned
Since time unknown, by blood sustained.

Step four: with might, pour outward flame,
Though fools won’t grasp, despise the name.
Seek not their help — their minds are dead,
They choke on lies the system fed.

The stubborn ego, “clever” shell —
No fire will boil in such a hell.
Go on alone, consumed, aflame,
The world of fools still mocks your name.

No miracles on Spirit’s road,
If bound in Hell’s deceptive load.
Resistance — pure, unconditional call:
Without it, the Soul is doomed to fall.



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Resist the Evil — or your Soul is lost,
Ignorance binds with a liar’s frost.
No halfway path, no easy disguise —
The Spirit survives when rebellion will rise.



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Writing a Fairy Tale

A tale of Friendship, Freedom, Love —
I thought to write. Absurd enough.
The "power" comes, they always say,
From "people" — duped to just obey.

For centuries they bow to might,
To kings, presidents, the brood of night.
Where should I start? Of course, "Free will,"
That word their fairy tales still fill.

They train the child to dream of "freedom,"
Promise it always, in every kingdom.
Amidst the poor, it works the best,
To hush all doubts, to stall unrest.

For ages they repeat the song,
Just change the tune, it drones along.
And harsher measures, slyly pressed,
To bring "Bright Future" manifest.

But should you question, drop the lies,
You’ll find what underneath it hides:
Rotten slavery — plain and bare,
While parasite words pollute the air.

And so it’s clear: slaves cannot friend,
Or chains would long have met their end.
And "Love"? Just lust, all smeared with shame,
A sickly, soulless, hollow game.

They mix it with their baby-talk,
Then wonder why their "love boats" rock.
It sinks in quarrels, lies, deceit,
Till "love" is stench of loss and cheat.

Of course, exceptions may exist,
But mostly — filth, too foul to list.
Amid oppression, rot, and fraud,
The pattern’s plain to eyes unshod.

The "fairy tale" of life they write
Turns nightmare soon, a plague of night.
For all is drafted, sold, controlled —
The ending’s always: lies, pain, cold.



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Their “tales” of Freedom are shackles in disguise,
A kingdom of rot built on comforting lies.
But Truth cuts through — no fairy tale song,
Exposing the filth they’ve preached for so long.



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From the Cocoon

Sudden thought strikes — a spark ignites,
I start to shift, to break old rites.
The law of stagnation rules the land,
And decay follows close at hand.

You’ll conquer murk if you entwine
Your Insight with creative line,
Rejecting chains the mind conceals,
False worries, trivial, it reveals.

All visions stem from Spirit high,
Beyond mere thoughts, beyond the lie.
Deceptions, nonsense, vanish there —
Their chains dissolve into the air.

From every side, you’re bound, constrained,
By worldly expectations, preordained.
Closed mouths bow in humble guise,
Submission feeds the grand disguise.

The cocoon surrounds — small mercy spared
For ears that dare the heresy shared.
But show resistance, and you’ll find
The world will push with force unkind.

The Evil’s tricks are old, refined,
A carrot dangled for the blind.
Cognitive dissonance they wield
To twist the mind, to make it yield.

But mind under Spirit, dissonance fades,
Harmony persists where decadence raids.
The world’s foundation, cyclic, deep,
A spiral of epochs, darkness to reap.

If you refuse the bottom’s call,
Declare your war on nightfall.
The world’s reversed, “progress” a re-guise,
Spiritual light in shadow dies.

The **** press stronger day by day,
Yet Spirit must lead the only way.
Do not expect quick victory here —
Decay runs rampant, nothing clear.

The Soul’s demand: fight to the end.
Wait for manna, your life will bend.
In stagnation’s grip, you rot and fade,
A monstrous husk, by fear arrayed.



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Break the cocoon, let Spirit lead,
Dissolve the chains, reject all greed.
Fight to the end — the Soul must rise,
Or rot in darkness, blind to the skies.



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Stupidity

Boundless stupidity, a rotten stream of lies
Washes away both mind and honor — fascism thrives.
It rules the world. Those who do not conform
Are crushed by the idiocy that normifies.

Nonsense haunts your dreams — petty whims of fools,
Trying to eat my brain with endless rules.
Wisdom is learned only in films, it seems,
While wretched mobs repeat the same old schemes.

Filth is hailed as “science” by the ****,
Studying the slave-brain, they’ve become.
Life turns a trick, a tedious bore,
Only a dull fool misses the rotten core.

No hope of waking — ignorance flows,
A torrent eternal, worldwide it grows.
To be a fool today is crime in disguise,
Destroying those nearby with dumbed-down eyes.



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Stupidity reigns, a worldwide flood,
Crushing the wise beneath its mud.
Fight the dumb, resist the lies —
Or watch the world rot before your eyes.



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Serve Poetry!

Serve Poetry! What else? —
All else is from the Devil’s spell!
Reject the nonsense — let only broken
Fragments enter verse. In this, excel.

So trivialities and evasions vile
Cannot invade a single line.
To fools, “roses,” “passion’s sigh”
Are treats; to minds, those roses shine.

They heed all twists and tricks —
Horror. Describe it true:
Though hard, though seemingly futile,
Poetry saves the Soul for you.

If even one soul you save —
Others follow, through the wave
Of Evil Time; direct its force
Against corrupt nonsense, true of course.

That filth expands like industry,
Wake up! Don’t be timid, be free!
Not by brute but by daring art,
Truth travels — through life, through heart.

Through poetry. The world’s deformity
Unveiled today, crush it with nobility!
Otherwise you’re poor, weak, and small.
Strike the shame! Verse surpasses all.

Poetry is brighter, stronger far,
If it does not shrink from the lie’s scar.



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Serve Poetry! Let truth strike the lie,
Crush the world’s rot, let falsehood die.
Verse is the sword, the Soul’s bright flame,
Expose the shame, defy the game.



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Splotch

“On Magdalene’s canvases,
A host of Madonnas, Venuses, Frins,
And all around — crooked spines
Of murky-eyed Akulins.”
— Sasha Chyorny, Lamentations, 1909


On Akulina’s canvases
It’s a vent, a fleeting breath.
The fools will find, amidst the filth,
Utter nonsense, in full depth.

They’ll even paint a jar
Filled with excrement, displayed apart.
That vial — a triumph for the ****,
A monument to their foul art.

Spin the **** — and talents
Are quietly pushed aside,
While mutants hailed as titans rise,
The world applauding their pride.

The goal is simple — drag low
The wretched herd, keep them in tow.
Not art, but stench; concern yourself —
And you are trapped within the show.

And the **** laughs: to spread
Rot everywhere, make it a craze.
Few are sensitive, wise, or grown —
The fools are easy prey to abase.

Picasso is proof enough:
How wretched is that splotch!
Yet millions in the gray world pay,
While true talent rots as botch.

If you get famous — talent’s gone;
As in politics, the same old song.
Once infants ruled, now experts lie,
Masters of *******, fraud on high.



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Spin the filth, the fools will cheer,
True talent crushed, but still appear.
Expose the lies, the frauds, the scam —
Art survives where truth will stand.



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So-Called “High-Level Meeting”

The TV crew did all their work:
Lights, prompters, all the junk.
Then came both CORPSES — no perk,
Speeches rolled out in endless *****.

Five minutes in, with prompts in hand —
They drove away: the meeting done.
Special correspondents spin the strand
Of tales, a trunkful, every one.

Easy to unlock — just TV clowns.
The Zombie Box rules. This filth, by pay,
Will lie as needed, push it down
To the herd — convincing, or in fray.
Example? War, or CowID.

Who gives orders? Inhuman spawn:
This filth is hidden — you won’t see.
The lackeys grind heresy from dawn,
A psych for hire, sold utterly.

On screen, the provocateur
Sits “in government,” dictating lies.
Exceptional dictator? No, for sure,
The inhuman feeds them, in disguise.

If plutocracy must replace
A scarecrow, crush democracy,
And **** all “freedom” in its place,
They do it, blind to all but greed.



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TV lies rule, the herd obeys,
Hidden filth directs our days.
Expose the fraud, reveal the scheme —
Break the chains, reclaim the dream.



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What Remains?

Filth: spotted, three-fingered, vile,
The baldy man’s a dreadful sight.
Beneath the ****, the country’s gone —
Fear, ruin, lies, and endless blight.

No “Pindosia” — the regime there
Since September’s blasts remains
Like Soviet times: “enemies”
Are punished all across the plains.

To make an “enemy,” think not much —
Just blow the towers in the sky.
Zombie media will spread the trash,
And quietly **** “freedom” sly.

All “for the fight against the Evil” —
The freaks attend the lies with glee.
No China — CowID shows the doom
In cities, reaching apogee.

Prepared: the wars copy-paste,
Sudden outbreaks across the lands.
We all deserve it, witless masses —
No mind, no country in our hands.

Ukraine too vanished, plain to see,
CowID revealed its cruel end.
What remains? Neck bowed, back bent,
Under yoke, fear, lies, and shame descend.



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Filth rules, the herd bows low,
Fear and lies everywhere flow.
Stand, resist — reclaim your name,
Or sink beneath the world’s vile shame.



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Battle Lies

Chaos strikes —
Consciousness the target:
Fire from LIES.
A crack will help,

Where did he hide?
Hardly inside.
Fled the battle —
A corrupt beast.

Smash all lies —
Then you are the warrior!
Coward, unfit —
Amid the trifles

You vanish into NOTHING —
Into the utter Hell.
Here EVERYTHING is wrong!
Only a fool delights.

Listening to the ****,
Pushing lies,
Serving ROT —
As long as “don’t touch!”

The ******* heard.
He’ll hear again —
Media will amplify,
Multiplying the lies.



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Smash the lies, resist the ****,
Fight the rot before you’re numb.
Truth’s the weapon, fearless, bright —
Expose the lies, bring back the light.



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Zombie Production

Necrophilia of zombies
Is hailed as the core
Of false religions. Fools are ruled
By lies, by ****, by horror.

It’s zealously enforced —
This has lasted for ages:
At least since the “steam era,”
The production of zombies.

Here, on industrial scales,
False religions run like mills.
Pseudo-science plays the foreman,
Inhumanity achieves its thrills.

Total stupidity is shaped
Because the Spirit here
In this infernal world
Disappears among the servile.

Of Satanism there’s a flood —
Even the “ordinary citizen”
Is included. Minds are shattered
By vile lies. For clubs, submission

Has become the norm —
Obedience to EVERYTHING,
Devoured by the tide of Evil,
Darkness regarded as standard, reigning.



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Zombie hordes, lies in command,
Spirit crushed by Evil’s hand.
Rise, resist — break every chain,
Light will conquer Darkness’ reign.



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Hydra

Monster-filth — the **** that sold
Everyone out, their legions bold.
Be a Judas! Don’t comply —
They call you fool, a madman’s lie!

This monster-filth is Hydra’s head,
It stings from shadows, spreads its dread.
Yet honored — it praises all the herd,
With labels fools revere, absurd.

Labels: patriots, clergy, “wise men,”
Pseudo-scholars, tyrants’ pen.
A swarm of freaks, to **** our soul,
With badges proud, they play their role.

Armed with tags, they serve the “good,”
And at the bottom there we stood,
Honoring nothing but vile lies,
Blind to the truth beneath their guise.

From childhood minds are filled with dirt,
The fools’ delight, the ****’s dessert.
A savage herd suppresses the wise,
While evil cloaks itself in disguise.

Robe, gown, cassock — all the same,
Lawless cruelty hides in fame.



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Strike the Hydra, pierce its head,
Expose the lies where fools are led.
Truth is fire, the **** will fall —
Break their chains, reclaim us all.



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Biomass

They lure the fools in this cesspool world —
The sharpest grindstone of them all:
If you gave in — your mind’s a sheep,
A human you could not become at all.

For in a human, what’s supreme
Is not “wealth,” nor slavish rules,
But Spirit that casts out the dark,
And Knowledge, Creation — tools

To fight the Darkness. Yet the herd
Runs after bribes in vile mess.
They stumble straight into the shot —
****-lies scramble every guess.

Externally it seems, but inside
An emptiness begins to grow.
Here, worse than villains are the shells —
Soulless cattle in the flow.

Everywhere the BIOMASS presses —
You cannot pierce the sh*t around.
Outside — a queue at the checkout,
Supermarket chaff abounds.

This is the world’s design. The man
A vanishing, degraded kind.
Old ways remain — to burn the filth,
Show the outcast for not being blind.

We wait until, with Total Howl,
The snake-tripper comes to town,
And all the mindless, soulless crowd
Will bow before the world’s dark crown.



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Biomass crushes, fools obey,
Stand your ground, don’t fall, don’t sway.
Raise the Spirit, pierce the night —
Break the herd, reclaim the light.



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Decay and Fossils

Change becomes Decay,
Degradation passes for “progress.”
The main thing — to shove the creed
“That all is well!” — lies press.

The **** will strive with zeal:
“You’re living in the best of worlds.”
Censorship and raids await
Those who cry: “This is absurd!”

In the kingdom of the media now,
No need for raids on evil.
Money spins the filth,
Few wise can pierce the devil.

For everywhere is **** piled high,
All the “tops” are buried deep.
And for every sage, today,
A thousand fools in oatmeal sleep.

And “carrots” — *** included —
Are all the fools value, thus
Everything drowns in nonsense —
No refuge left for reason.

For the Soul, there is so little Light
That it aches forevermore.
No questions, only “answers”
To preempt, the Depths’ vile lore.

The vileness of the Depths will crush
All grains of Resistance, of Mind.
The coming Hell is nothing:
A heap of ****, all intertwined.

Replacement becomes the base
Of genocide: compute,
Foreignness erased,
Brightness replaced with new deceit.

Yet a flaw is clearly seen:
No one stirs the dung — it petrifies.
Like a bug, the Darkness’ gang
Is trapped inside — overdose of lies.

One could study, perhaps,
Through slices in those stones,
If Light returns again
To the Realm of Darkness, scattering dust.



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Decay and lies choke all around,
Raise your Light, let Truth resound.
Break the petrified, crush the night,
Shatter the Depths, restore the Light.



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“Random” Events, or Almost Ready Stew

A storm for the feeble mind —
A “random” string of events, they say.
He studied all those twisted books:
Nowhere reads that a **** holds sway,
That all events are scripted firm
By filth, yet stitched like flimsy cloth.
Predictable in the Lying Play,
The feeble slave obeys the froth.

Why a guard, when the whole world’s a cage?
No direct blows to the forehead show
The little harms in measured dose,
To boil a frog in lies just so.
The fool, a darling to the Evil,
Sees not the Grand Deception whole:
Like fish to ocean, he’s oblivious
In pens of pseudo-states and control.

They slightly tweak the gates — the sheep rejoice.
Born into the Great Deception, you never learn
That genocide seeps everywhere,
And humans to Darkness are like lice —
Crushed only bit by bit:
All around, the half-suppressed spawn.

They proclaim “changes” —
Slightly push the herd a different way.
“Changes” scripted? No, just templates
The dumb repeat day by day.
Soon they’ll be cooked, for reason exiled,
Spirit perishes in the pen.
In Boiling Lies, all sinks fast,
Resistance gone — stew is law.

A hint of money in the mix —
To fool the braggart, that’s the trick.



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Boiling Lies, the herd obeys,
Strike with Spirit, pierce the haze.
Break the stew, reveal the scheme,
Shatter Deception, reclaim the dream.



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Oddballs and “Realists”

“Realists” in the foggy world
Measure all things, every day.
Eloquent in empty words,
The Mother-Truth they’ll never say.

They dare not speak the path above —
Closed then is the upward way.
They know to break all strength, yet shove
Their elbows back, conceal the play.

The plan of “breakthrough” — they bleat
Exactly where they’re told to bray.
And when the time arrives, they cheat,
Sow discord, strike foes blind each day.

They hoard resources, guard each store,
Invest only where markets sink.
To catch the most, they beg, implore —
In falsehood trapped, no room to think.

Dimensionless, they sink, confined,
While oddballs rise, with Spirit, Honor.
To multidimensional minds aligned,
The clumsy, foreign fakes grow minor.

Leave behind the half-reality —
Strive for realms where Spirit flies.
One-dimensionality — infernality:
Money measures the path that dies.



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Oddballs rise while Realists stall,
Spirit stands where shadows fall.
Break the cage, ascend the skies,
Money’s path is where true death lies.



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Oddballs rise, fools choke on lies,
Spirit breaks — the false world dies.

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Fools bow down, the Herd decays,
Spirit shatters their false ways.

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Oddballs strike, the blind will fall,
Spirit roars — no chains at all.

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Fools in line, the herd obeys,
Spirit burns through all the haze.

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Rise, the few! The false must break,
Spirit storms — no lies can take.

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Fools rot blind, the herd decays,
Spirit strikes — their falsehood slays.

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Herds crumble, fools will scream,
Spirit rips the false-world seam.

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Blind obey, but few defy,
Spirit storms — their lies will die.

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Fools enslaved, the weak decay,
Spirit rises — shatters sway.

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Fools rot, Herd dies,
Spirit strikes — falsehood flies.

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Blind bow, weak fall,
Spirit shatters, breaks all.

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Decay spreads, lies reign,
Spirit storms — none remain.

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Fools crumble, lies burn —
Spirit rises, false worlds turn.

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Herd decays, fools scream —
Spirit shatters the false dream.

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Rot reigns, blind obey —
Spirit storms — lies fray away.

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Decay spreads, lies reign —
Spirit strikes — none remain.

---

Fools crumble, lies ignite —
Spirit storms — false worlds bite.

---

Herd falls, rot spreads —
Spirit cleaves false heads.

---
Blind obey, lies burn —
Spirit strikes, none return.

---
Fools rot, darkness screams —
Spirit shatters all false dreams.

---

Rot spreads, fools scream —
Spirit shatters the false dream.

---

Blind obey, lies blaze —
Spirit strikes, none escape.

---

Herd decays, darkness reigns —
Spirit cleaves false chains.



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Fools crumble, rot ignites,
Lies shatter, darkness bites.
Spirit rises, storms the skies,
False worlds break — their empire dies.

---

Rot swells, fools collapse,
Lies explode, darkness snaps.
Spirit strikes, unchained, untamed,
False worlds burn — none remain.

---

Herd falls, deceit ignites,
Shadow screams through endless nights.
Spirit cleaves the false façade,
Chaos reigns, the lies are clawed.

---

Fools decay, corruption spreads,
Lies suffocate, false dreams are bled.
Spirit storms with iron might,
Falsehood crumbles in its light.

---

Fools stagger, rot ascends,
Lies multiply, the nightmare bends.
Spirit rages, chains undone,
Falsehood shatters — nowhere to run.

---

Herd falters, shadows sear,
Lies vanish in Spirit’s spear.
Chaos quakes, the false will fall,
Truth and Light consume it all.



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Fools burn, rot blooms,
Lies choke, darkness looms.
Spirit storms — chains snap,
Falsehood shatters — world’s collapse.
Chaos rises, none survive,
Truth ignites — only Light will thrive.



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Blaze of Spirit

Fools suffocate, lies spread wide,
Darkness crushes, none can hide.
Chains break — the falsehood dies,
Only Light endures, the spirit flies.



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Inferno Snap

Fools drown, lies burn,
Chains shatter, falsehood turns.
Light survives — the spirit learns.



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Lies crumble, fools fall,
Light alone outlasts all.



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Rage of Truth

Fools fumble in their slime,
Light laughs — devours their time.



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Lies shatter — fools ignite,
Light storms in, obliterates night.



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Cataclysm Spark

Fools burn in their own lies,
Light rips through, the falsehood dies.



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Blaze of Judgment

Fools choke on their own filth,
Light storms in — razes their guilt.



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Scourge of Lies

Falsehoods quake, the weak decay,
Truth strikes hard — sweeps all away.



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Infernal Lash

Idiot throngs crumble and scream,
Light scorches the fabric of their dream.



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Ashfall

Fools crumble, walls of lies collapse,
Light strikes — the world untangles its traps.

---

Scalding Truth

Idiot throngs burn in vain,
Falsehoods drown in Truth’s fierce rain.


---

Hellfire Lens

Chains of lies snap like glass,
Light glares, fools shiver en masse.

---

Carnage Spark

Filth-fed brains shatter in fear,
Truth ignites — annihilates the smear.

---

Reckoning Edge

Fools stagger, darkness moans,
Light carves through their hollow bones.



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1. Breakthrough Energy
Darkness cracks — the Spirit fights,
Chains of Time shatter in blinding lights.

2. Ego, the Virus
Virus grown from childhood seed,
Crushes Thought, enslaves the creed.

3. The Illusion of Control
Strings unseen, the fool believes,
Master of nothing — deception weaves.

4. Alchemy of the Soul
Flame erupts — the Spirit wakes,
Falsehood burns, the Void it shakes.

5. Unconditional Resistance
Stand or drown, resist the vile,
Spirit strikes — chaos recoils.

6. Writing a Tale
Lie-fed minds, the story’s bent,
Truth drowned in false content.

7. From the Cocoon
Chains dissolve — the Spirit flies,
Darkness flees before clear eyes.

8. Stupidity
Stupidity reigns, the fool obeys,
Brains washed in global malaise.

9. Serve Poetry!
Poetry strikes, truth unveiled,
Fools shrink back, their schemes derailed.

10. Scribble
Rot paraded as art today,
Genius drowned, the masses play.

11. “Top-Level Meeting”
Clowns speak, the world nods dumb,
Falsehood spreads — obedience come.

12. What Remains?
Filth rules, terror looms,
Fear, shame, and lies — humanity’s tombs.

13. Battle Lies
Smash the false, the coward hides,
Truth cuts deep where darkness bides.

14. Zombak Production
Brains farmed, obedient throngs,
Spirit crushed by endless wrongs.

15. Hydra
Venom strikes from hidden head,
Labels shield the fools instead.

16. Biomass
Empty shells, the herd obeys,
Souls lost in consumption’s maze.

17. Decay and Fossils
Falsehood petrified, resistance dies,
Light trapped, the Spirit cries.

18. “Random” Events
Trapped in lies, the fool hops blind,
World controlled, freedom confined.

19. Eccentrics and “Realists”
One-dimensional minds bow low,
Multiverse hidden — fools won’t know.



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Breakthrough Energy

Chains shatter — Spirit flies.
Darkness screams, the falsehood dies.

---

Ego, the Virus

Childhood seed, twisted code,
Brains enslaved, the Spirit slowed.


---


Illusion of Control

Strings unseen, fools obey,
Master nothing, lost in play.

---

Alchemy of the Soul

Flame ignites — mind awake,
Void trembles, falsehoods break.

---

Unconditional Resistance

Stand or fall — strike the vile,
Chaos bends before your trial.

---

Writing a Tale

Brains fed lies, minds corrupt,
Truth drowned, deception abrupt.

---

From the Cocoon

Chains dissolve, Spirit ascends,
Darkness flees — light defends.

---

Stupidity

Brains washed, fools obey,
Global filth rules the day.

---

Serve Poetry!

Poetry cuts, lies undone,
Fools recoil — Spirit won.

---

Scribble

Rot paraded as art today,
Genius drowned, masses play.

---

“Top-Level Meeting”
Clowns speak, world nods dumb,
Falsehood reigns, obedience come.

---

What Remains?

Filth rules, fear spreads wide,
Lies and shame — humanity’s tide.

---

Battle Lies

Smash the false, coward hides,
Truth cuts where darkness bides.

---

Zombak Production

Brains farmed, spirits crushed,
Fools exalted, sense hushed.

---

Hydra

Venom strikes, labels shield,
Fools obey — truth repealed.

---

Biomass

Empty shells herd astray,
Souls consumed, gone away.

---

Decay and Fossils

Falsehood stone, light suppressed,
Spirit trapped, resistance pressed.

---

“Random” Events

Hops blind, lies all around,
Freedom lost, truth unfound.

---

Eccentrics and “Realists”

One-dimensional minds kneel low,
Multiverse hidden — fools won’t know.

---

Ashfall

Fools crumble, lies collapse,
Light strikes, the world unwraps.

---

Scalding Truth

Brains fry in Truth’s harsh rain,
Falsehood drowns, Spirit’s gain.

---

Hellfire Lens

Chains snap, darkness moans,
Light glares, fools’ hollow bones.

---

Carnage Spark
Filth-fed brains, terror wide,
Truth ignites — lies subside.

---

Reckoning Edge
Fools stagger, chaos groans,
Light cuts through hollow bones.



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Chains shatter — Spirit flies,
Darkness screams, falsehood dies.
Childhood seed, twisted code,
Brains enslaved, Spirit slowed.
Strings unseen, fools obey,
Master nothing, lost in play.
Flame ignites — mind awake,
Void trembles, falsehoods break.
Stand or fall — strike the vile,
Chaos bends before your trial.
Brains fed lies, minds corrupt,
Truth drowned, deception abrupt.
Chains dissolve, Spirit ascends,
Darkness flees — light defends.
Brains washed, fools obey,
Global filth rules the day.
Poetry cuts, lies undone,
Fools recoil — Spirit won.
Rot paraded as art today,
Genius drowned, masses play.
Clowns speak, world nods dumb,
Falsehood reigns, obedience come.
Filth rules, fear spreads wide,
Lies and shame — humanity’s tide.
Smash the false, coward hides,
Truth cuts where darkness bides.
Brains farmed, spirits crushed,
Fools exalted, sense hushed.
Venom strikes, labels shield,
Fools obey — truth repealed.
Empty shells herd astray,
Souls consumed, gone away.
Falsehood stone, light suppressed,
Spirit trapped, resistance pressed.
Hops blind, lies all around,
Freedom lost, truth unfound.
One-dimensional minds kneel low,
Multiverse hidden — fools won’t know.
Fools crumble, lies collapse,
Light strikes, the world unwraps.
Brains fry in Truth’s harsh rain,
Falsehood drowns, Spirit’s gain.
Chains snap, darkness moans,
Light glares, fools’ hollow bones.
Filth-fed brains, terror wide,
Truth ignites — lies subside.
Fools stagger, chaos groans,
Light cuts through hollow bones.



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Chains break — Spirit flies,
Darkness shrieks, falsehood dies.
Childhood seed, twisted code,
Brains enslaved, Spirit slowed.
Flame ignites — mind awake,
Void trembles, lies break.
Stand or fall — strike the vile,
Chaos bends before your trial.
Brains fed lies, minds corrupt,
Truth drowned, deception abrupt.
Poetry cuts, fools recoil,
Flames of mind scorch the soil.
Rot paraded as art today,
Genius drowned, masses play.
Clowns speak, world nods dumb,
Falsehood reigns, obedience come.
Venom strikes, labels shield,
Fools obey — truth repealed.
Empty shells herd astray,
Souls consumed, gone away.
Falsehood stone, light suppressed,
Spirit trapped, resistance pressed.
Freedom crushed, light concealed,
Chains shatter — Spirit revealed.
Brains fry, chaos groans,
Light strikes — hollow bones.
Fools stagger, lies collide,
Truth cuts where darkness hides.
Rise, strike, Spirit’s guide!



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Spirit Strike

Chains snap.
Dark screams.
Lies burn.
Brains crash.
Flame wakes.
Void shakes.
Stand. Strike.
Chaos bows.
Fools herd.
Truth shreds.
Rot parades.
Genius drowned.
Labels bite.
Shells fall.
Spirit trapped.
Light pierces.
Brains fry.
Dark dies.
Rise now.
Strike hard.



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Chains break.
Dark screams.
Lies burn.
Brains crash.
Flame wakes.
Void shakes.
Stand. Strike.
Fools fall.
Light pierces.
Rise hard.



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Chains snap.
Dark burns.
Brains crash.
Flame wakes.
Void dies.
Rise hard.



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Chains break, dark burns, brains crash—rise hard!

---

Dark shatters, lies burn, rise blazing!

---

Chains snap, void screams, light strikes!

---

Brains crash, flame wakes, darkness falls—stand!

---

Shadows die, fire roars, spirits rise!

---

Break chains, crush lies, strike true!

---

Void trembles, minds ignite, wrath ascends!



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The Stray Cat and Samsara

There’s a Buddhist tale of a poor hermit,
Tormented by mice: he first got a cat,
Then a cow so the cat would have milk,
Then a wife to care for the cow,
Then children—until he became
An ordinary citizen.

A feat indeed!—cleaning the dwelling.
The reason—my cozy, pampered cat.
He sprawls on the floor, dragging thousands
Of dust specks into the bed.

You can endure the tail if it’s just cleaning.
Samsara creeps into sayings,
And the tale is no accident—death
Follows the spirit if you give in.

Danger comes in tiny steps:
You take one, then a few, and surrender—
Even cats will leave you behind,
The furry one roams freely, well-fed.

The home is hardly paradise to him—
A shelter for sleep. Once the grass calls,
He darts into freedom, playing
With whiskered friends in the meadow.

Compared to them, bipeds are monsters:
Eating, sleeping, scorning their purpose—
To be gardeners of the earth. Darkness
Supports laziness, fear, decay,
Driving survival to madness.

All problems are contrived, everywhere—
For mere survival. Consider Samsara
A vital theme: the path from Creator
To swine.



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Stray Cat and Samsara

A cat brings chaos, dust, and chores,
A cow, a wife, then kids outdoors.
Small steps of ease, the trap is set:
Samsara’s chains, you’ll not forget.



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Stray Cat and Samsara

One cat, one mess, the trap begins,
A cow, a wife—then endless sins.
Step by step, you’ll crawl, you’ll fall:
Samsara laughs and chains us all.



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Stray Cat and Samsara

Cat drags dust, life drags you down,
Cow, wife, kids—now you wear the clown.
Step by step, your soul’s consumed,
Samsara grins: your spirit’s doomed.



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Stray Cat and Samsara

A cat drags dust, your home a trap,
Step by step, you fall in the gap.
Cow for milk, wife for care,
Kids arrive—now you’re everywhere.

Samsara creeps in tiny strides,
A slow decay your spirit bides.
Even cats will leave you dumb,
Two-legged fools—your kingdom’s ****.

Laziness, fear, decay conspire,
To crush your soul in survival’s mire.
From Creator’s spark to pig’s lament,
This is the hell that life has sent.



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Stray Cat, Samsara

Cat drags dust, life drags you down,
Step by step, you drown in your own town.
Samsara bites in tiny strides—
Even cats abandon fools where decay resides.



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Cat drags the dust, life drags your soul—
Step by step, Samsara swallows the whole.



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Fur drags the filth, and mind’s undone,
Samsara grins—your fall’s begun.



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The cat drags dust, the mind drifts far,
Samsara laughs—each step a scar.
From monk to pig, the soul degrades.



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Cat drags dust, the soul decays—
Samsara grins, life slips to pigs.

---

Furry tyrant rules the floor,
Man becomes the swine he bore.

---

Cat drags life in endless chase,
Samsara binds the human race.

---

Cat walks free, man builds his cage,
Samsara spins—he ages in rage,
From monk to pig, trapped by his own stage.

---

Cat tempts, man falls—Samsara wins.
From holy monk to pig, the trap begins.



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The World of False Muck

"Browse the history of all peoples on earth: everywhere, religion turns innocence into crime, and crime into innocence."
— Denis Diderot, 18th century


In this upside-down world,
A fool must bear a trough of nonsense,
And see the Soul slain,
Or shriveled. *******
Multiply their jests,
Of false religions, false sciences,
And planted ideas. ******,
The most corrupt,
Explain gibberish with grave faces
To idiots in schools and media—
Let myths rattle on
That have no touch with real life.

At Psyche’s wake, the ****** world
Acts as master of ceremonies—
Its idol false; in these flaws
The grasp of vermin is dead:
It crushed Reason, an example
Of lies breeding lies.

A sane world would reject
Heresy at once. But the coffin-box
On screens has failed—
A gullible idiot
Falls for the fraud.

False religion—the trick
To sell credulity through
Tales of cave-born stories.
False science strikes from another side:
Profit is the goal,
The search for Essence not meant
For the World of False Muck.

Yet most important are “ideas”—
Through them the filth sows discord,
Turns fools against one another,
To **** as needed, when needed:
No problem, for the herd believes
Provocations as fairy tales,
And at the command of vermin
Turns instantly against its neighbor.

No exceptions.
Today, the slaughter in Ukraine:
Spirit vanishes in the fool—
Not Germans, not Japanese.
Soon Cataclysm will burn
Cretinism to the core.
A reckoning for fascism.

Yet fascism reigns everywhere now—
CowID showed. Iudas,
Not mythic, but real,
Destroy all—the earth is lost.

After Hell, perhaps Rebirth
Will come, if Decay
Does not reach the Limit.
But cunning in this acts the inhuman,
So chances are minimal:
Decadence on Gaia
Will scarcely rise again—
Better burn it all to the end.



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False Muck Strike

Souls crushed under lies, the herd obeys,
Vermin rule the world in devilish ways.
Spirit fades where fools believe—
Burn it all, no mercy to deceive!



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1. Chains of Muck

Souls suffocate in lying streams,
Vermin thrive, enslaving dreams.
Fools obey, the Spirit dies—
Smash the world, unveil the lies!


2. Herd of Fools

False gods preach, the masses kneel,
Truth erased, the world turns steel.
Vermin rule, the Spirit drained—
Burn the lies, let none remain!


3. Decay Reigns

Muck spreads thick, the herd complies,
Spirit crushed, the truth denies.
Vermin laugh, the fools are sold—
Scorch the lies, reclaim the world!



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1. Tyranny of Vermin

Vermin rise, the Spirit choked,
Truth is crushed, the fools provoked.
Chains of lies, the herd obeys—
Strike the world, ignite the blaze!


2. Scourge of the Herd

Fools enthroned, the Spirit slain,
Lies like poison in the vein.
Vermin rule, and none resist—
Smash their lies, reclaim the gist!


3. Blaze of Truth

World in muck, the herd complies,
Spirit lost, the truth denies.
Vermin reign, the fools are sold—
Burn the lies, break the mold!



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Rage of the Spirit

Vermin choke the Soul, the herd obeys!
Lies burn, fools stagger in the blaze!
Strike, destroy—the world won’t stay!



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Soul crushed under vermin’s yoke,
Fools dance while liars provoke.
Strike hard—let the falsehood choke!

---

Herd obeys, the Spirit bleeds,
Vermin rule with poisoned creeds.
Rise, destroy their twisted seeds!

---

Lies reign, the weak comply,
Truth buried, fools go by.
Blow the chains—let liars die!

---

Vermin laugh, the Spirit bends,
Fools obey until it ends.
Crush the liars—break their trends!

---

Lies rule, the weak decay,
Chains of fools lead all astray.
Smash the falsehood—strike, don’t sway!

---

Fools cower while liars reign,
Truth is crushed beneath the pain.
Burn the lies, let none remain!



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Vermin rule, the Spirit dies,
Fools submit, the world complies.
Falsehood thrives, while truth defies!

---

Fools obey, the liars feast,
Spirit crushed, from west to east.
Truth enslaved, the lies increased!

---

False gods rise, the fools enthrall,
Spirit stifled, freedom small.
Lies engulf and crush us all!



---------------------




Vermin rule, fools kneel—
Spirit crushed, truth killed!

---

Lies burn, fools obey,
Crush the falsehood—strike today!

---
Fools cower, liars rise,
Smash their lies, reclaim the skies!

---

Crush the herd, burn the lie—
Let the Spirit soar, fools die!

---

Strike the false, break the chain!
No mercy for the brainless bane!

---

Rise, resist, destroy the sham!
Fools will fall beneath the slam!



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Smash the lies—let fools burn!

---

Rise, resist, strike hard!

---

Truth or death—no compromise!

---

Crush deceit, free the mind!

---

Burn all lies!

---

Strike! No mercy!

---

Fools fall fast!

---

Spirit prevails!

---

Crush falsehood!

---

Truth ignites!

---

Break their chains!

---

Smash the fraud!

---

Rise, resist!

---

Expose the filth!

---

No more lies!

---

Crush the weak!

---

Strike the herd!

---

Spirit sharpens!

---

Shatter deceit!

---

Fear the false!

---

Chaos obeys!

---

Burn the lies!

---

Crush the chains!

---

Drown the false!

---

Expose the ****!

---

Smash the herd!

---

Shatter illusion!

---

Defy the weak!

---

Destroy deceit!

---

Strike corruption!

---

Rise against rot!

---

Cut the leash!

---

Annihilate lies!

---

Break the cage!

---

Flame the false!

---

Resist the swarm!

---

Tear the veil!

---

Scorn the vile!

---

Uproot evil!

---

Sever the fraud!

---

Smite the herd!

---

Incinerate falsehood!

---

Rend the veil!

---

Annihilate deceit!

---

Smash the corrupt!

---

Rise, break chains!

---

Crush the herd!

---

Expose the vile!

---

Burn their lies!

---

Defy the rot!

---

Shatter their grip!

---

Strike the false!

---

Tear the mask!

---

Unmask the ****!

---

Cut the leash of fools!

---

Rise against the swarm!

---

Scorn the deceivers!

---

Vanish the rot!

---

Break the cage of lies!

---

Flame the corrupt!

---

Strike the herd blind!

---

Raze the lies!

---

Strike the puppets!

---

Crush the weak!

---

Shred the chains!

---

Expose the filth!

---

Burn the mask!

---

Tear the shroud!

---

Defy the herd!

---

Smash the idols!

---

Break the puppets’ strings!

---

Wipe the slime!

---

Strike the deceivers!

---

Rend their grip!

---

Shatter the rot!

---

Flame the falsehood!

---

Rise, burn chains!

---

Purge the herd!

---

Tear the veil!

---

Expose the fraud!

---

Annihilate the vile!

---

Crush the puppets!

---

Break the falsehood!

---

Strike the herd blind!

---

Raze the deceivers!

---

Shatter their lies!

---

Tear down idols!

---

Burn the herd!

---

Defy the false!

---

Smash the slime!

---

Rise against the rot!

---

Crush the blind fools!

---

Rend their chains!

---

Expose the herd!

---

Burn the false idols!

---

Strike the deceivers down!

---

Shatter the rot within!

---

Purge the slime!

---

Tear the veil apart!

---

Defy the corrupt!

---

Smash the false gods!

---

Raze the puppets’ stage!

---

Destroy the deceivers’ lair!

---

Flame the filth!

---

Strike the herd blind!

---

Break the tyrants’ grip!

---

Crush the vile breed!

---

Tear the rot apart!

---

Annihilate the lies!

---

Rend the false veil!

---

Smash the idols!

---

Purge the herd!

---

Exorcise the slime!

---

Shatter the deceivers!

---

Burn the masks!

---

Rise, strike the rot!

---

Crush the puppets’ strings!

---

Tear the lies down!

---

Expose the corruption!

---

Defy the herd blind!

---

Raze the falsehood!

---

Strike the corrupt down!

---

Shred the chains!

---

Flame the false herd!

---

Annihilate the slime!

---

Break the deceivers’ hold!

---

Smash the vile rot!

---

Rend the mask!

---

Expose the lies!

---

Purge the blind herd!

---

Strike the vile!

---

Raze the false gods!

---

Crush the rotten breed!

---

Tear the slime apart!

---

Burn the puppets’ stage!

---

Shatter the corrupt!

---

Defy the deceivers!

---

Exorcise the herd!

---

Smash the falsehood!

---

Rend the rot apart!

---

Strike, rise, purge!

---

Tear the false veil down!

---

Burn the herd blind!

---

Shred the idols!

---

Crush the deceivers’ strings!

---

Rise, annihilate the slime!



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Gaining Through Loss

I’m a loser: Samsara
Feels like a word not mine.
If something’s free here, ha-ha,
I’ll find it even in swine.

No questions—only answers:
Learned them well back in school.
Seekers all get their cancers,
For they find but empty fool.

Emptiness in minds and spirits
Doesn’t stir me, not at all.
Heed a sly friend’s whispered merits—
I eyed an acorn, pigs’ call.

If the acorn’s just for free,
Mimicry is all our creed.
Like a shapeshifter, I see
Rot in full, my eyes take heed.

And billions more are like me.
Rot—our native atmosphere.
Immunity to toxins be
All else is nonsense, nothing clear.

A slight postscript for precision—
If poison builds beyond its scope,
Even the strongest in derision
Will die, stripped of any hope.

Poison floods the world, the mind,
And souls overflow with its tide.
Turn on the box, see what you find—
All okay, almost paradise.

Mimicry now rules the zombies!
No need to die to survive.
Progress reigns: all zombie combies—
“Alive” in masks, scraping just to thrive.




Emptiness within—no toxin here:
A space for many flashes bright—
Loss itself becomes the seer,
Through absence gained comes insight.



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Loss as Gain

Emptiness bites, the mind’s a grave—
Zombies mimic, pigs behave.
Loss becomes the key, the door:
Through nothing, we find something more.



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Loss as Gain

I’m a fool, Saṃsāra laughs.
Grab the acorn, wade through filth.
Nothing found? Nothing lost.
Void reigns, yet sparks persist.

Mimicry rules—zombie swarms.
Billions rot in stinking norm.
Poison flows, minds numb, hearts dead.
Gain is loss; the lost find light.



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Loss as Gain

I’m a fool, wading filth,
Void inside—yet sparks ignite,
Loss becomes the light.



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Loss Ignites

Void devours, yet sparks flare—
Loss becomes the only snare.



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Void’s Gain

I’m a fool, yet through the rot I pry,
In every loss, a spark refuses to die.
The void devours—my only triumph’s nigh.



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Gaining Through Loss

I’m a fool: Samsara
Is a word foreign and cold.
If something comes for free here,
I’ll find it even in filth.

No questions—only answers:
Learned them all in school.
Those who seek—oh, what a farce!—
Find nothing but the void.

Emptiness in minds and souls
Doesn’t stir me at all,
For I heed the sly friend,
Spotted an acorn—I’m a swine,

If that acorn came for free.
Mimicry is everything.
Like a shapeshifter I roam,
Studying decay in full.

And billions are like me.
Rot—our native soil.
Immunity to poisons rules—
All else is mere nonsense.

A small note, postscript:
If poison accumulates too high,
Even the strongest wretch
Will perish under its weight.

Poison flows in minds and souls
Now unchecked, overflowing.
But listen to the TV box—
All is fine, almost paradise.

Mimicry reigns in zombies now!
No need to die!
All is progress: a zombie horde—
“Alive,” scraping nothing from the poor.




Void within you—no poison:
A place for countless sparks—
Loss becomes the way to gain.



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Loss is Gain

Void in the mind, decay all around—
Mimicry rules, the fool is crowned.
Poison flows, yet sparks remain—
Through loss alone, you rise again.



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Gain Through Loss

You’re a pig, a fool, a mimic all day,
Samsara laughs while your soul decays.
Void in your head, poison in the air,
Yet loss alone strips the lies bare.

Zombies march, thinking it’s “progress,”
Blindly stuffed with media’s excess.
But in the hollow, the empty, the scarred—
True awakening strikes, brutal and hard.



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Void Strikes Back

Loss burns the blind,
Poisoned minds fall—
Only emptiness awakens.



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Loss becomes the weapon,
Void strikes the mind,
All else crumbles—
Only emptiness survives.

---

Empty minds, poisoned deep,
Loss hits hard,
Awake or rot—
Nothing remains.

---

Fall, fools, into the void!
Loss teaches—
Emptiness reigns,
And the blind wake.



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Void strikes, loss ignites—
Fools drown while the awakened rise.

---

Emptiness reigns, poison ignored—
The lost grasp, the wise are restored.

---

Fools swim in sludge, blind to the spark,
While insight claws its way from the dark.

---

Loss unveils what void conceals—
Only the mind that sees, truly feels.



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Poison flows, fools parade—
Wisdom forged where losses laid.

---

Void swallows, yet minds ignite—
Loss becomes the source of sight.



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1.
Void swallows, fools parade—
Wisdom forged where losses laid.

2.
Loss strikes, yet mind takes flight—
Darkness births the inner light.

3.
Zombies march, truth decays—
Emptiness becomes our blaze.

4.
Mimicry reigns, the herd obeys—
From ruin, insight sprays.

5.
Poison floods, but hearts awake—
Only loss can vision make.

6.
Nothing reigns, yet souls ignite—
From the void emerges sight.



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Void hits.
Fools fall.
Loss bites.
Souls call.

Dark burns.
Mind wakes.
Nothing feeds.
Insight breaks.

Zombies march.
Truth dies.
Emptiness reigns.
Vision flies.

Mimic.
Herd obeys.
Poison floods.
Light stays.

Loss strikes.
Gain hides.
From the void,
Fire rides.



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Void gives —
Loss lives.
Insight bleeds.

---

Loss births gain.
Void awakens.
Soul leaps.

---

Empty hands,
Full insight.
Nothing becomes.

---

Loss strikes —
Light stirs.
Awareness survives.

---

Loss hits.
Void bites.
Soul claws free.

---

Fall hard —
Rise sharper.
Nothing holds you.

---

Hit by loss,
Strike back with light.
Awake. Unbound.

---

Void strikes—
I rise sharper.
Loss is power.

---

Fall to nothing,
Grasp the spark,
Burn the chains.

---

Loss bites deep—
Soul claws free.
Awake, unbound.



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Loss hits hard—
Soul breaks chains.

---

Void devours—
Rise in fire.

---

Fall to nothing,
Strike with spirit.

---

Darkness bites—
Awake, unbound.

---

Nothing taken—
Everything gained.

---

Fall, burn, rise—
Spirit sharp as steel.

---

Void strikes,
Soul strikes back.

---

Lost all?
Found fire.

---

Despair dies—
Power born.



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1.

Lies for children, minds enslaved,

Freedom’s dream? Just minds misbehaved.


2.

Break the shell, the mind ignites,

Spirit rules while darkness bites.


3.

Stupidity floods the world like plague,

Cowards thrive while reason’s vague.


4.

Crush the filth, defend the mind,

Only truth in verse we find.


5.

Smear the art, the fools applaud,

Talent lost to corporate fraud.


6.

Puppet shows, the scripts deceive,

Sheep obey what liars weave.


7.

Rot and fear consume the land,

Humanity slips through their hands.


8.

Smash the lies or fade to black,

Cowards bow while truth attacks.


9.

Zombies breed in shadowed halls,

Spirit crushed as darkness calls.


10.

Hidden fangs, the hydra strikes,

Filth enshrined in false delights.


11.

Herded, crushed, a mindless mass,

Life’s reduced to shopping class.


12.

Rot becomes the world’s foundation,

Truth drowned in petrification.


13.

Stupid pawns in staged despair,

Lies rule everywhere.


14.

One-dimensional fools reign,

Multiverse escapes their chain.


15.

Chasing cats, the soul is lost,

Samsara’s price, a human cost.


16.

Lies and myths suffocate the earth,

Darkness laughs at human worth.


17.

Empty minds, no poison near,

Loss becomes what makes truth clear.



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Psychochronicles and the Rest…

A few minutes’ thought
In the doomed life of a psychochronic.
But even that will soon be erased —
Lies crash in like a ninth-wave chronic.

Where’s this chronic? A madhouse?
“Normal” in a rotten world, they claim.
Yet they turn us into cattle —
Stupidity spreads, relentless flame.

The global madhouse corralled
By CowID, shown for all to see.
Then extermination follows fast:
Syringe, “doctor,” vile decree.

Neither fake-doctor nor psychochronic
Passed CowID’s cruel test:
Through muzzles they sank
Beneath the Bottom, fear possessed.

Almost everyone — just say
On the zombibox: “Danger ahead!”
Terror, lies, and chaos past;
The absurdity of sickness widespread.

The darkness strains with all its might —
No wisdom left to guide the land.
Soon it will sum up all of us:
Our fate crushed by its hand.

Exceptions: a few sharp minds
Can’t be reshuffled or replaced.
The deadline creeps ever closer —
We await reckoning, grateful for a small grace.



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Psychochronics — Bottom’s Edge

Few think, most obey.
Lies crash like tidal waves.
CowID corralled us all,
Fear muzzled, minds enslaved.

Doctors fake, chronics lost,
Extermination in the air.
Darkness grins — the world’s a trap,
Sharp minds scarce, beware!



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Psychochronics

Lies flood, fear binds.
CowID rules, the world dies.
Minds few, darkness wins.



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At the End of the Road to the “Paradise Garden”

“Holy men” and their recitations —
Just torture wrapped in moldy falsifications:
The older heresy becomes,
The fewer questions — more the crumbs.

For fools believe: you can’t just fake
A tale for centuries. They take
A friend’s small lie with some suspicion,
But politics? — divine tradition!

So lies have ruled a thousand years,
And shepherd fools through doubt and fears.
A “saint” will guard the cattle-pen
Far stronger than a fence or chain:

For every doubt he brands with blame
At how the world is built — the same.
Yet in that pen few minds remain,
The skill of thinking flushed away.

And those few souls who dare resist
Can’t crush the Donkey’s iron fist —
That Hand of Hell that grips the herd.
Fight — or in Hell you’ll rot absurd.

A Horned Goat, or that Donkey’s face —
It’s all illusion, sacred haze:
Fleshless BEASTS through hybrids reign,
Hades’ sons enslave the brain.

The dead obey their hollow word,
Their babble preached, their madness heard.
And “not-yet-dead” are few inside —
Most lost their soul, their spirit died.

The muzzle showed it, clear and cold,
As lies in tidal waves were told,
In this vile ****-epochal age
Where “reason” is a broken cage.

Decline is raging, off the chart.
Through lies, Bedlam devours the heart.
Only a Fiery Cataclysm
Can sweep away the rot, fascism.

There is a Spirit World — the few
Who chase the Vision, pierce it through,
Arrive; the rest — condemned, misled,
To “Paradise Garden” — the New Hell instead.



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1.
Paradise Garden — Hell reborn,
A stable for fools, by “saints” adorned.

2.
Old lies still rule, the herd obeys —
Hell wears a halo in our days.

3.
The “Holy” guard the cattle-pen,
And Hell returns as Eden then.

4.
Through lies the world is torn apart:
Hell’s “Paradise” — the Devil’s art.



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Hell wears a halo in our days.

---

Paradise rots — Hell takes the crown.



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Fire

"Great men are not born of mothers, but of Plutarchs."
— Stanisław Jerzy Lec


Is Fire passed down by blood, by birth?
Few books can prove such flames on earth.
Rare under censorship we find
A spark that shatters chains of mind.

The Fire within — if you were born,
And cast in rotting world forlorn —
Only your Personal Quest will guide,
No sage, no Stoic, stands beside.

Seek answers deep — for lies abound,
The world is full of trash profound.
If your Fire burns fierce, unbent,
The Spirit’s task is imminent.

That higher task: to be your soul
Amidst propaganda’s endless howl.
You were a Spirit — don’t forget,
Though madness blinds the planet yet.

The world’s insanities take aim,
They crush Insights like weights of shame.
Its “theories,” “faiths” — just leaden chains,
That drag the pioneers to drains.

At home, at school, the pioneers
Are crushed by pressure, endless jeers.
They’re taught cheap, ****** pragmatism —
For Spirit, death. Around — fascism.

It shifts its masks from age to age,
But idiots, in manly rage,
Refuse to doubt, refuse to see,
Their strength is blind stupidity.

So water doubts, keep seeds alive,
In Cold of Lies let Fire survive.
Ignite your Flame, inscribe your name
Within the Spirit’s timeless frame.

For only cowards, weak and mad,
Rejoice in unity of “creed” they had:
In them lies Satan’s hidden scheme —
To Mind — a ****-poor, stinking dream.

So dare! Resist! Fight Evil’s clutch,
Or Fire dies — your mind as such.
For Fire alone gives soul its sight,
Not pseudo-science, foul and trite.



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1.
Feed the Fire — or rot in lies.

2.
No Fire within — your Spirit dies.

3.
The herd obeys, the few ignite —
The Fire alone reveals the Light.

4.
Extinguish doubt — and you are dead.
Keep Fire alive, or rot instead.



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Let Fire die — be ******, enslaved.

---

No Flame, no Soul — just dust, depraved.

---

**** Spirit’s Fire — you crown the Lie.

---

Extinguish Flame — and rot, and die.



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The Prize

"Many do not lose their reason only because they never had it."
— Baltasar Gracián, 17th century


Lose your mind —
And here’s the prize:
In a world of plague,
Everything dives.

So you might be born
Without a thought.
Freedom seems —
A triumph of the Foul.

Genocide everywhere,
Through endless ages:
Purge the filth —
To hell with Man!

The prize? “Happiness
In serving Darkness” —
Storms will pass,
It’s all inside your head.

Next comes soullessness
As the final step:
No suffocation
From grief — the foe

Through Stockholm syndrome
Turns into “kindness.”
Mad, “flat” world,
Overall — nothingness.

Multidimensional Spirit
Is destroyed outright.
Now comes Cavernousness —
“Old times” untouched:

BEASTS have slandered
Everything, even Clio.
In filthy, lying Mary
Touch nothing! —

Foundations of Darkness:
Pseudo-sciences galore,
“Faiths” — all chains
For mind. This nonsense

Will be poured in,
From childhood, without end.
To untangle this nonsense —
A task too heavy to bend.

The world in Evil
Through that nonsense reigns —
Madness total now.
Be stubborn in Darkness —

Spirit becomes your baggage,
The rest turns to dust —
Cataclysm comes soon:
Spirit freed from chains;

Fools fall further down —
Fascism accepted.



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1.
Lose your mind — the prize is Hell.
Fools obey, the Darkness swells.

2.
Madness rules, the Spirit chained.
Fools rejoice where Evil reigned.

3.
The Prize: to kneel to Shadow’s might.
Resist — or rot within the night.

4.
Fools accept, the world decays.
Spirit burns while Darkness plays.



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Lose your mind — the prize is Hell.

---

Bow to Darkness — rot and die.

---

Madness reigns — resist or burn.

---

Fools kneel, Spirit chained, world cursed.



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Lies, Fear, and the Rot of the World

The world, infected by the Plague of Fear,
Is sick beyond cure — it cannot steer
Its mind to grasp the Breakthrough Way,
Nor find the path to keep decay at bay.

It blindly falls, claiming “progress” as creed,
Boldly lying, spreading rot through deed,
Through minds and souls, with fear as tool,
While lies amplify the world’s cruel rule.

Reject the putrid, lying dust,
Step inward — rise, celestial ******.
Within, behold the spark divine,
To carry outward — a task sublime.

Advance to that supreme demand,
When Spirit’s Flame ignites your hand.
Through Awareness, find it, raise it high,
A banner burning ‘gainst the lie.

Fire without Intent will burn the guard,
And leave you an “ordinary yogi” — hard
To rise beyond, just waiting still,
Dragging your Soul to another ill.

A stream prepared by Hellish design,
A sluice to Nothing, by fate malign.
The profane float there, “living well,”
Blind to the trap where their spirits fell.

If you do not fight the Universal Blight,
Your soul drains into the inhuman night.
You’ll die obedient, a goat, not hawk,
Though proud you are — deceived by talk.

Awareness — here is “our all”:
A force supreme, with Light to call.
It burns the Rot and all the stale,
That only fools find sweet and frail.

Awareness ignites the Fire within,
No book can grant what comes from spin.
Alchemy inside — move ahead:
Fuse Thought and Spirit, cast off the thread.



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1.
Ignite the Fire, burn the Rot.
Awake — or fall, a fool forgot.

2.
Awareness flames, the lies decay.
Step inward, rise, or rot away.

3.
Fight the Blight — or drain your Soul.
Refuse — the world will swallow whole.

4.
Fuse Thought and Spirit, cast the chain.
Rise with Fire, or rot in vain.



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Ignite the Fire, burn the Rot.



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Shards

Breaking this world into shards,
You lose the Sacred Core.
Then **** will smash and glue it back:
Theories — a savage bore.

This Core — the Spirit’s span,
The ether embracing all.
Pseudo-science — a selling ***** —
Turns crude oil into curd small.

From shards, it serves a paste —
A mix that tears the gut apart.
From sheep, of course, a stew they make —
Silent killers of the heart.

“Health protection”? CowID —
They guard it with a lie.
Warm-ups were the false AIDS plague —
Fools culled easily thereby.

And the shards grow ever smaller,
The mix becomes more vile.
All this ruled by **** and monsters —
Evil breeds behind a smile.

So “solid” all these cliques appear,
Fiercely guarding heresy.
As priests once meddled in souls’ affairs,
These fools just **** profanely.

The world is one — discard all splits
Into the trash of lying sciences.
Then healing reaches the Soul itself,
For ****** is their sick pretense.

The monsters know the real aim,
The average follower is a fool.
He spews pseudo-scientific drivel,
Blind to purpose, tool of cruel.

Filth cements lies into theory,
Mixing in grains called “fact.”
Hence these pests run rampant,
“Fact” obscures the terror-packed act.

Minds and souls are slaughtered,
By this terror too.
Schools serve compulsory poison,
To warp the young — their view askew.

At early age, it’s hard to learn
That only you must seek alone.
And all the lies are tripled here —
Bedlam of Shame explodes full-blown.

They **** with *******, fake AIDS,
And on it goes — the fools decimated.
Fascist filth will keep shooting lies,
Pseudo-science ever celebrated.



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1.
Shards of lies, the world decays.
Fight the **** or rot always.

2.
Fools feed on pseudo-science,
Souls are slaughtered, minds in silence.

3.
Break the shards — reclaim the Core.
Or Bedlam swallows evermore.

4.
Monsters lie, the young they ****.
Awake — resist, or rot at will.



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Break the shards — reclaim the Core.



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Greed

Hoarding, greed —
A compensatory scheme
For the void where Spirit
Dies in betrayal’s gleam.
Wild fascism thrives,
Born from soulless skies,
Stupidity feeds the game,
And Spirit nearly dies.

Before us stands the mad fiend,
The final fruit of centuries’ genocide.
Satan long crowned as god
For obedient fools, misled and tied.

Not few are mad, nor vile,
Yet spiritual ranks grow thin.
The stinging lies of Hell
Inject their venom deep within.

Monsters rule the world outright,
Illuminati, Masons in their might.
A clown — politician — manages cheese,
A puppet under secret decrees.

Hoarding, greed —
Today’s most fearful sin.
Face your Soul, fulfill your task,
Or end as empty chatter within.

Empty talkers, minds polluted,
Fill fools with venom crude:
“Only the rich, the strong are right”
In Hell’s foul, rotting feud.

Reject the world of idiots, hoarders,
Of fools, traitors, hybrids, looters.
Dare introspection — venture deep;
There, all riches awake from sleep.

Go INWARD — only there is wealth,
Hell offers naught but decay itself.
No greater blasphemy exists
Than to forgive, and accept this hellish pelf.



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1.
Hoarders rot, the world decays.
Go inward — find your Spirit’s blaze.

2.
Greed is plague, the fools obey.
Burn the void, reclaim your way.

3.
Reject the world of filth and lies.
Awake, rise — the Spirit flies.

4.
Hoarding kills, the Soul betrayed.
Inward Fire will cut the shade.



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Hoarders rot, the world decays.

---

Greed devours — the fools will burn.



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Empty souls obey the lie.
Awake — or rot, and die.

---

Reject the filth, reclaim your core.
Inward Fire — and rot no more.

---

Greed is plague — the fools enslave.
Strike inward, Spirit brave.

---

Hoarders rot, liars reign.
Burn the chains, reclaim your brain.

---

Filth and traitors choke the world.
Rise with Fire — let lies be hurled.

---

Fools obey, the Soul decays.
Awaken, fight — ignite the blaze.



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1.
Burn the Greed!

2.
Hoarders rot!

3.
Ignite the Soul!

4.
Reject the Filth!

5.
Awaken, Strike!

6.
Spirit Unchained!

7.
Fools Beware!

8.
Rise with Fire!



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1.
Burn Fools!

2.
Shatter Lies!

3.
Crush Greed!

4.
Awaken Soul!

5.
Strike Darkness!

6.
Reject Filth!

7.
Rise Fire!

8.
Defy Tyrants!



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Open and Find…

We opened books
In days gone by.
They made no wiser minds —
Censorship, the devil’s lie.

We tried to open something new
In science, art, and thought,
To find some core — not trivial stuff:
To surpass, however fraught.

Open, find… beneath the lid —
Madness only grew,
For books once present
Were poisoned through and through.

Find at least a video clip,
One that’s slightly smart.
Once a workaholic,
Now near the end — depart.

The stories of the last days,
Soon all will face the cut.
The “heir” of centuries’ madness
Appears — lying full-strut.

He lies with boundless ease —
Cannot discern a thing.
They fill the mind with stupid drivel,
And with that drivel, bullets fling.

The lid is all that matters —
A gulp of beer beneath it;
And happiness, not war,
Is found in that small hit.

A hybrid war is raging.
The lid — a TANK’S HATCH.
All around is shameful filth…
“Consciousness” — a glitch unmatched.

When the hybrid war concludes,
The final battle ends,
K.O. like an unseen glitch
Creeps in amidst the ****, my friends.

No world, just latrines and swill —
“Zhiguli” cars,
Soviet deserving of a hundred medals…
But don’t “BURN” them with that beer.



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1.
Open the lid — find the rot.
Madness rules, the world forgot.

2.
Hybrid war, the mind a glitch.
Fight the filth — no luck, no switch.

3.
Books poisoned, truth denied.
Awake, resist — or fall inside.

4.
Lies pour in, the fools obey.
Open, see — or rot away.



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Open the lid — find the rot.

---

Open the lid — burn the fools.

---

Find the rot — strike the lie.

---

Madness reigns — resist, awake.

---

Exposed the filth — ignite the Soul.



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1.
Burn Fools!

2.
Smash Lies!

3.
Open Rot!

4.
Strike Filth!

5.
Awaken Soul!

6.
Expose Madness!

7.
Ignite Fire!

8.
Resist Tyrants!



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Islands of Oblivion

Oblivion supreme, darkness, genocide,
Reason eclipsed, Spirit almost died.
Lies surrounded all like a boundless sea —
Souls decayed. A dolt became “normality.”

A clinical idiot. The time has come —
Imbeciles rise in waves, all succumb.
Everywhere, degradation — an undeniable fact.
Conscience castrated. Media — a constant attack.

The media **** feeble fools,
Multiply lies, the worst of rules.
In schools, stupidity reigns supreme,
Honor decays — a herd, it would seem.

No longer humans — just servile dumb stock,
Like lice on a plate, if not a block.
And few survive — wild genocide,
Propaganda’s sting mowing down the side.

If you aren’t killed, nor become brute —
You hide: shame, mute, absolute.
To be a man here means an open gaze,
Boundless honesty, mind ablaze,
Compassion, courage — fools just crunch
On what they’re fed. They call it lunch.

He stands apart — a marvel to fools,
While they dream in total lies and rules.
Crunch and media — the clinic’s clear,
The world a hospital, each office a sphere.

Even the psych ward — exact to a T.
The shell of idiocy is strong; break your head, you see,
You cannot reach them. Today all the insane
Are “treated” with poison — monsters gain.

No misfortune — only a precise plan.
The cure for oblivion — go inward, man.
The tyrant cannot enter where Spirit is strong.
Soon this madhouse of Darkness’ servants ends.

Cataclysms will come, islands will fall,
Of wild fascism — no trivial sprawl.
Only the Pure Spirit will remain in this land.
While you linger in the cesspit among dung flies’ band.



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1.
Islands fall — fascists rot.
Spirit rises — feed them not.

2.
Go inward — leave the herd.
Truth ignites — lies are burned.

3.
Oblivion looms, fools decay.
Rise with Spirit — strike the way.

4.
Media lies, the weak obey.
Awake, resist — or rot away.



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Burn the fascists — rise the Spirit.



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Victory Flag

Yegorov and Kantaria first appeared on film,
Raised the Victory Flag o’er the Reichstag’s rim.
Believe nothing — they’ve fed us long
A story cooked by enemies, sly and strong.

He sits in offices,
In Parliament, in the Kremlin’s halls.
The only legacy — deception’s art,
Ruling Earth with its hidden calls.

Control through lies — the chiefest tool,
Simple to craft, it rules the fool.
Then they govern by force, by falsehood supreme,
Melt morons in lies; truth’s an unseen dream.

A Tyumen man hoisted it high,
Through night battles fierce, under enemy sky.
He sacrificed himself, not alone,
But names were twisted, history overthrown.

A snappier name, a Georgian’s aid,
Fits the tale the fools obeyed.
Only cretins swallow the fiction whole —
The rulers’ cunning, their masterful goal.

To find a shred of truth in the lie,
Is heavy labor, doomed to die.
For soon with lies in full display,
They’ll **** us all — the final play.

CowID, fake AIDS — the same design.
No need to be a pioneer forever;
Or the system’s hammer will beat you in line.



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1.
Raise the flag — fight the lies.
Expose the fools, unmask their guise.

2.
Enemies craft, fools believe.
Truth burns bright — their reign deceives.

3.
Victory raised, yet history’s fake.
Resist the lie — for freedom’s sake.

4.
Lies rule Earth, fools obey.
Awake, strike back — burn the sway.



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Burn the liars — raise the flag.



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Fed Ideologies in Childhood

Mom, give me food,
I don’t need that trash,
You shove it stubbornly
Into me. A storm in the glass —

Of all the ideologies —
I need none at all.
Your gods have rotted,
And the world burns in thrall

To all that nonsense.
I’ll figure it out myself!
A brand upon the skin,
Like cattle, they’re dealt.

All ideologies —
Nothing but raw lies,
Full of deceit and falseness.
Only harm they supply.

Mom, give me food.
I’ll manage on my own:
If you look STRAIGHT,
The madhouse is fully shown.

We rot in the madhouse.
Rot seeps from the head!
I’ll be stubborn,
All that nonsense — be dead!

There’s Direct Vision —
From Nature itself.
Books, television,
Simply — nothing of wealth.

All the books are poisoned.
The vile propagandist
Is fearsome — many beheaded
By him. He

Serves the fascists,
Spreading horrors and lies.
Mom, just give me warmth —
Not the murk they devise.



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1.
Mom, give warmth — not lies.
I’ll see straight, while nonsense dies.

2.
Fed on lies, I revolt.
Truth within — my only vault.

3.
Rot spreads, fools obey.
I’ll resist — find my own way.

4.
Ideologies burn, books are poison.
Direct Vision shines — I’ll own it.



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Burn the lies — feed the soul.



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Lawyer TV Shows

Yankees churn out nonsense:
Lawyers — oh so grand.
But “terrorism” grins,
And fear spreads through the land.

They blew up skyscrapers
Their own — and where’s the crowd
Of lawyers? Only wombs
Protect their own, proud.

To harass wherever possible —
That’s the law worldwide.
Lawyers lie without shame,
Another hurdle to hide.

“Crafty” lawmen serve the ****,
And stupid, too — that’s clear.
A guise of vile decay,
The rotten stench is near.

Show lawyers, cops on screen,
Claiming they defend the right —
Yet boldly lies continue,
Masked in Hollywood’s light.

The zombie box rules all,
Politician’s just a clown.
Lawyer, shiny lackey,
If you don’t see — you drown.

Movies help to slumber,
And waste what’s left of life.
Lawyer bashing seems trivial,
While darkness feeds the strife.

Isn’t the world of lies enough?
Only death can break the sleep.
The herd drifts into waste,
Their spirit cheap, so cheap.



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1.
Lawyers lie — the herd obeys.
Wake the soul — burn their maze.

2.
TV lies, fools asleep.
Strike the rot — the truth to keep.

3.
Zombies rule, lawyers serve.
Awake, resist — don’t swerve.

4.
Law’s a mask, deceit prevails.
Rise, strike back — the Spirit sails.



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Burn the lawyers — wake the herd.



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Ode to Stupidity

I want to praise stupidity —
The very base of “being.”
Forgive the harsh crudity,
But the vile pig, careening,

Dull, unprincipled,
Is always the majority here.
And that’s why we’re stuck,
For creatures rule without fear.

It’s built upon this fact.
**** nurtures only this.
Consciousness tightly chained,
Year by year, abyss.

Everyone needs a taste
To grasp the world’s cruel plan —
A broken little world,
Ruled by a treacherous man.

Behind the curtain — politicians
Are always clowns, no more.
Will whiners replace them?
Forward! They crush the poor.

Consciously and with joy,
The creatures revel in the thrill.
What’s especially vile?
Pigs love their “drive” still…



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1.
Stupidity reigns, the pigs delight.
Awake, resist — reclaim the light.

2.
Pigs drive, fools obey.
Rise, strike back — burn the sway.

3.
Majority dull, the **** exults.
Fight the herd — break their cults.

4.
Consciousness chained, creatures rule.
Awaken, rebel — crush their school.



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Burn the pigs — free the mind.



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So-Called “Psychotherapy”

Psychotherapy —
Rotten “doctors” there:
Their goals aren’t noble —
Money, big and bare.

False premises
In pseudo-science dwell:
Spirit’s aspirations
Serve the creatures well.

Seems as if it’s nothing.
No — fools serve the lies,
Brains too weak to reason,
Truth escapes their eyes.

Madness grows
From these grotesque kinds.
The wise have no place there
If honesty binds.

All is WITHIN, yourself
You must explore and see:
Methods are simple —
But the path of Spirit’s key.

Introspection’s method
Is the chiefest part,
Not vivisection
For the cattle’s heart.

Though steps may seem simple,
The Path is harsh, severe:
Surrounded by the stupid,
Lies, shame, and fear.

Spirit is life’s foundation,
To it alone mind serves.
Chasing greed? — you’re a slave
To filth, its twisted curves.



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1.
Spirit leads — fools obey.
Burn the lies — find your way.

2.
Mind serves Spirit, not the dirt.
Awake, resist — crush the hurt.

3.
Fools worship greed, mad and blind.
Follow Spirit — leave them behind.

4.
Introspection lights the path.
Truth or lies — face the wrath.



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Burn the filth — serve the Spirit.



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The Ego Shell

The ego shell takes every hit,
Yet never cracks nor fails,
Obsessed with gain, and dullness shields,
Like armor through the gales.

Corruption, dullness, greed alike
Are forged into its might.
But Satan’s ruthless, merciless strike
Brings problems to the mind’s sight.

So all is vain — the shell will guard
The psyche from the fray,
While rot within grows ever strong
To tear the Soul away.

Satanism’s blows aim deep,
The Spirit’s core to bend.
Amidst fascist, cretinous creep,
Heartless liars ascend.

In such a world of rotten trade,
The cruel rise with pride.
Unprincipled, they climb on heads,
Through Hell, they boldly stride.
Only trembling for their masters,
Their fear and greed allied.



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1.
Ego shells crush, rot spreads below.
Strike the **** — let Spirit grow.

2.
Corruption climbs, the Soul decays.
Rise, resist — burn their ways.

3.
Shells of greed protect the mind,
Awaken, break — leave rot behind.

4.
Ego shields the vile, the blind.
Spirit fights — they’ll fall, confined.



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Burn the ego — free the Soul.



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Non-Attachment

"Not the manifestation binds you in Samsara, attachment binds you."
— Tilopa


Observe, but do not cling.
Act, yet forget all gain.
First, despair — the Path begins
Only from that pain.

Attachment weakens in despair.
Look upon the wild around —
It grows when viewed impartial:
Foolishness rampant, lies abound,

All-pervasive, ears numb,
Deception everywhere; fascism reigns.
Friendship, love in this slavery
Are rare, for Darkness breeds

Only rudeness, fear, and insolence.
This fate you pass through
By non-attachment, focus on Spirit,
Intuition, and Flame —

Burn the ego within, though dry.
The Path is hard, yet enlightenment
Shines as diamond. Be sensitive,
Gather patience — you are a giant.

The creatures turned into gnomes —
Understand this well.
Spirit and Mind are killed
Everywhere; know evil

In all its subtleties, for your mind
Is filled with lies. At first it’s tough,
Later easier — all the noise
Will leave the mind; clarity comes,

Wings of Spirit grow. The Path of Spirit
Is no mere futility —
The truest rebellion.
And fight the ugliness outside,

Though often futile. Courage, Honor,
And Nobility will save Spirit
In the vile Hell. The Abyss will fall,
Cataclysms will aid us.

In Spirit life continues;
Satanism’s servants perish — filth and slime.
Begin with non-attachment,
And battle the Universal Evil.

Thus you avoid savagery:
You become Spirit — not a mule.



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1.
Cling not, despair, then rise.
Burn the ego, seize the skies.

2.
Spirit wings break free from Hell,
Fight the rot — and break its spell.

3.
Non-attachment, flame inside,
Through the lies, let Spirit guide.

4.
Despair first, then courage flows,
The Path of Spirit only grows.



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Burn the ego, crush the rot. Spirit fights — they rot, they rot.



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So-Called "Absolute Truths"

"The city is a blank sheet, on which any ideogram may be written."
— Mao Zedong


"Absolute truths"
Of universal darkness:
Cities are blank sheets —
Fear and lies replace gunpowder.

They **** with lies,
Darkness passes there as truth.
To deceive is easy —
All mysticism erased.

Dogmatism runs rampant,
Blind superstition "science."
The world has fallen straight to Hell,
And greedy *******

Make up the majority —
Soullessness spreads en masse.
Schools and universities —
Kingdoms of stupefaction, profitable too.

The fools themselves pay
For the execution of Mind and Spirit.
And fascist **** —
More chaos, more vice.

Mao, ******, Putler —
True "sages," in essence:
They **** lies into ears,
The "essence" turns to filth

When a new *******
Takes their place, twisting genocide
Into jokes, staged steps,
A filthy precedent.

You can serve wild nonsense
To all the old "pioneers" —
Like oil, since they lack souls.

Aged children
Listen forever to *******.
******* fills whips and cells,
Lies passed off as truth… corpses.

If soulless corpses
Have long been the majority,
Then they **** straight into your ears —
Triumph of the inhuman.



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Lies pour, ears soak,
Soulless rule — the inhuman joke.
Cities blank, fear their gun,
Truth erased, the fools have won.



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1.
Soulless ******* scream their lies,
Darkness rules, and truth dies.
Fear as gunpowder, mind erased —
Inhuman triumph, souls debased.

2.
Blank cities, poisoned ears,
Lies for decades, feeding fears.
Old fools listen, corpses cheer —
Darkness reigns, the end is near.

3.
Truth is dead, the filth prevails,
Soulless masses, monstrous tales.
Fear ignites the powder, lies combust —
In this world, only rot is just.



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Truth is gone, lies blaze high —
Soulless rule, and all will die.

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Lies burn fierce, the soulless rise —
Darkness rules beneath blank skies.

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Truth is crushed, fools take the throne —
Inhuman triumph, all alone.

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Fear as powder, lies ignite —
Souls erased, consumed by night.



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Total Lies

Enchanted by total lies,
Confused, all faith in falsehood flies,
From childhood bound to this deceit,
Your only task — falsehood repeat.

They call it “foundations” laid,
Under Putler, “bonds” were made.
And lying seems to start anew,
Short-sighted slaves will fall for too.

In Bedlam, it’s always clear:
What Putler promised, no one hears.
The slave grows wild with every year,
The call of war now stirs his peers.

He raises fist against his kin,
Fascist now, yet anti-fascist within.
And now they **** with lies more sharp
Than bombs could strike, with deadly art.

Today so skilled, G‑Goebbels, ******
Seem babes compared to this vile critter.
Take Putler, clone, or poisoned CowID,
They march all to doom with quiet glee.

Fake AIDS, CowID — poisoned junk,
Kills slowly, death in subtle plunk.
A hoard of evil, “scientifically” spun,
Yet truth is light — resist, fight on!

Feed them their filth — never obey,
Battle total evil day by day.
Non-resistance, turning the other cheek,
Is the same old game these monsters seek.

The “strong” here rules, all bought and sold,
Vile inhumanity, allegiance cold.
They govern fools, servants of the Supreme Goat,
But victory will be ours — this I quote.

The inhuman dies, the fascist too,
No worm of evil can make all fools.
In the end, the Spirit rises free,
From lies, from darkness, eternally.



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Total Lies

Bound by lies, we rise and fight,
Truth’s flame ignites the endless night.
CowID, Putler — fall, decay!
Spirit wins where darkness frays.



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Dark Rebellion

Total lies, the chains are broke,
Truth explodes where devils choke.
Fools may rule, but we’ll ignite
The Spirit’s wrath, the final fight.



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Flame of Clarity

Bound in deceit, the world decays,
CowID burns in righteous blaze.
Fascist **** shall meet their end,
While Spirit’s fire will transcend.



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Total Lies

CowID burns, the fascists fall —
Spirit rises, crushing all.



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Fools may scream, the lies unfold —
Spirit storms, the world retold.

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Chains of lies will break in flame,
Fascists crumble, none to blame.

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Deceit shall burn, the weak will fall,
Spirit stands — the end of all.

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CowID roars — the liars fry,
Spirit strikes while fools comply.

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Fascists choke on lies they spread,
Spirit crushes, raising the dead.

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Lies decay, the weak obey,
Spirit rises — sweeps away.

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Fools beguiled, their minds enslaved,
Truth ignites, the tyrants caved.

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Deceit and fear, they built their throne,
Spirit smashes — stand alone.

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Chains of fraud will burn to dust,
Only Spirit claims our trust.

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Fools rot, liars reign —
Spirit strikes, breaks the chain.

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Fear devours, lies enslave,
Flame of truth will crush the grave.

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Fraud and filth rule the land,
Spirit rises, takes a stand.

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Corrupt minds, rotten pride,
Spirit burns — they cannot hide.



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1.
Lies enthrall, fools obey —
Spirit strikes, burns the way.

2.
Total fraud, minds enslaved,
Flame of truth will not be braved.

3.
Corrupt reign, darkness spreads,
Spirit rises, crushes heads.

4.
Deceit devours, fear commands,
Light of reason breaks their hands.

5.
Rot and filth, lies supreme,
Spirit shatters every scheme.

6.
Fools march blind, liars cheer,
Flame of clarity draws near.

7.
Coward kings, puppets play,
Spirit burns the false away.

8.
Mouths of lies, hearts of stone,
Spirit fights — we stand alone.

9.
Fraud persists, the weak obey,
Spirit shouts, clears the way.

10.
Fools rot, liars reign —
Spirit strikes, breaks the chain.

11.
Fear devours, lies enslave,
Flame of truth will crush the grave.

12.
Corrupt minds, rotten pride,
Spirit burns — they cannot hide.



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1.
Lies chain minds, fools obey —
Spirit burns, clears the way.

2.
Corrupt throne, darkness rules,
Truth ignites, breaks their tools.

3.
Coward kings, puppets smile,
Flame of reason strikes with guile.

4.
Deceit spreads, fear enslaves,
Spirit cuts through all the graves.

5.
Rot consumes, liars feed,
Fire of clarity plants the seed.

6.
Blind obey, fools march on,
Spirit strikes, the lies are gone.

7.
False prophets, greedy hands,
Truth erupts, shatters their lands.

8.
CowID, fake plague, lies,
Spirit sees through all disguise.

9.
Filth and fraud, all prevail,
Spirit smashes every veil.

10.
Mouths of lies, hearts of stone,
Spirit fights — we rise alone.

11.
Fear and rot, power thrives,
Spirit burns, truth survives.

12.
Slaves of lies, fools march blind,
Spirit’s flame will unbind.

13.
Total fraud, dark command,
Spirit strikes with burning hand.

14.
Corrupt minds, rotten pride,
Spirit roars — they cannot hide.

15.
Victory waits — lies will fall,
Spirit reigns, truth conquers all.



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1.
Lies choke minds — spirit blazes!
Fools obey — burn their cages!

2.
Rot and filth rule all around,
Truth erupts — lies hit the ground!

3.
Coward kings, puppets squirm,
Flame of reason breaks the firm!

4.
Fear enslaves, deceit devours,
Spirit cuts through their dark towers!

5.
Corrupt filth, lies in flight,
Fire of clarity strikes the night!

6.
Blind march fools, march and fall,
Spirit rises, smashes all!

7.
False gods feed, greedy hands,
Truth ignites, shatters their lands!

8.
CowID, plague, fraud, disguise,
Spirit sees through all lies!

9.
Filth prevails, rot survives,
Spirit strikes — truth revives!

10.
Mouths of lies, hearts of stone,
Spirit roars — we rise alone!

11.
Fear and rot, power thrives,
Spirit burns — truth survives!

12.
Slaves of lies, fools march blind,
Spirit’s flame — unbind, unbind!

13.
Total fraud, dark command,
Spirit strikes with burning hand!

14.
Corrupt minds, rotten pride,
Spirit roars — they cannot hide!

15.
Victory waits — lies will fall,
Spirit reigns — truth conquers all!



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1.
Lies choke, fools obey —
Spirit roars, burns the prey!

2.
Rot rules, deceit devours,
Flame of truth crushes towers!

3.
Coward kings, puppets fall,
Spirit strikes, smashes all!

4.
Fear enslaves, filth survives,
Clarity’s fire cuts their lives!

5.
Blind march fools, filth thrives,
Spirit rises — truth revives!

6.
False gods feed, lies expand,
Spirit cuts with flaming hand!

7.
Corrupt hearts, rotten pride,
Spirit roars — they cannot hide!

8.
Victory waits — lies will break,
Spirit reigns, the world awake!



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1.
Lies choke, truth strikes back!

2.
Rot devours — Spirit burns!

3.
Fools fall, fire rises!

4.
Fear enslaves, flame frees!

5.
Corrupt die — Spirit survives!

6.
Deceit reigns? Truth slays!

7.
Filth spreads — clarity cuts!

8.
Lies collapse, Spirit roars!



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Lies choke.
Truth strikes.
Fools fall.
Flame frees.
Spirit roars.

— The End —