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Lysergic Acid Diethylamide Cinnamon in forever ying yang, so I drug this mind the much I can.
Knowledge? Infinity is just the limitation of our perceptions, Fellings and sensations.
For I Worship the orange in the pearl sky, I melt and expand, feeding the horses of thought and riding them, near the closure of thought divided. The sun is invited as we raise the rainbows into our mouths, memories erased for reasonable doubt. In satanic carved bliss, search the horizon and the shape of the perfect heartbeat, cause we all know it does exist. To become the perfect lotus, surrounded by imperfection, without flaw, in thought and action.
Burnt Will, I crop Apathy. All of this inside of me....