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Hear the Vortex Bells
As a sorcerer's spells
Forces Hells upon thee
Pale zombies
Stalk your stale army
& impale them calmly
I walk in a hail of imposters
Hail the gnostic braille postulates
Assail you like moshpits
Trample you like elephants & ants
You advance & relish the cancerous
Celibate dances with the tails of lobsters
Embellishments tantric as you meld with monsters
Build with a roster of skilled Lost children
fostered by ill doctrines
Still akashic but I dwell in the darkness
In Hell with the godless
Telling the Goddesses' tales & odysseys
Frail oddity Failed commodity
For I am not for sale, oddly
In this male, chauvinistic cell
We call a bardo, they all have a barcode
I brawl & spark nodes
Call the Ark of Noah
& walk it afloat
On the darkest coast
Of a heartless ocean
Cosmic potions
To guard us from ghosts
& marksmen toting
& sparking potent cartridges
For a soulless carnage
I roast them with
What my art begets
Hardly a threat
To most men, I ghost them
Harness their nexus
Turn them into yogis with no sleep
No meat, & no odours
Churn them like a lotus
Concoction, I flow roses
Then burn them so it flows
To your nostrils
Nodes of oxygen
My flow's impossible
Growing like Lost
& forgotten gospels
Slowly & awesomely
Unfolding,
Choking carnivorous hosts
I am the karmic source omnipotent
Calmly toting an omniporous bolder
I thrust it upon you boldly
In the cold breeze, you're lowly
With no heat & cold feat
As it bursts into flames
Irradiating & versing your brain
You're cursing in vain
Because you're hurt from the pain
You nurture inside you
Your worst rival is your Ego
Breathe slow & let mirth guide you
Search the Bible's apocalypse
& apocryphal begotten scripts
The path of a mystic
From the wrath of a miscreant misfit
Listless, misinterpreted as worthless & sadistic
Cursed & dissed
By the Earth's dismissal
My purpose is to lift you
Get you to search like missiles
Heat seeking, breathe deeply
Then speak freely like ETs
With telepathy as a weaponry
To breed Peace & empathy
We've been greed demons for centuries
There's repeats & precedents
But weed leaves & prescience
Can teach people with messages
Like deep sleep & subliminals
There's meek sheep & there's sentinels
I'm re-tweaking the decibels
This is a sneak peak from my retinas
Cynics & mimickers
Critics & gimmickry
The shit is ridiculous
I spit it meticulous
Vivid & intricate calligraphy
Acidic & sensual wizardry
Drifting in this density's misery
No propensity for lizard dreams
Or bigger schemes
From bigoted fiends
Envision the gleanings
Stay focused like demons on ritalin
Or beings that're glittering
What your seeing
Is but a stray opus I'm delivering
So gaze at hope
Blaze some dope
Or just bathe in both
I'm a pagan ghost
Raising a toast
To the rays that glow
& emanate from the Host
A Blessed Asian & Black Goddess
Destination: Back to Godhead

OM TARE TUTARE, TURE SO HA TREY PEY

OM TARE TUTARE TURE MAMA SARVA
RANDZA DUSHEN DRODA SHINDAM KURU SOHA