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Throughout time and turmoil mankind’s gaze has ever turned skywards. Searching for transcendent blessings and guidance and punishment. Looking for answers above and below. A frantic search for the face of forever. A quest to unveil the countenance of the many voids.

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To hearken the thousand silences of the voices. Beneath the manifold clamor of creation. Seers, saints and prophets and all alike implore the skies for a constellation of signs which heralds the final days of redemption for mankind. The faithful cowers in trepidation waiting for the stars to align. Circling through the celestial void. Stars send down spears of thin light down upon the teeming masses of mankind. Ensnared in a hermetic world of coldness and isolation. The eternal lament of the creatures of agony.

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Disappears within the vastness. Nothingness an entity unto itself. Emptiness crushing time itself to earth confined. Devoid of infinity. Yearning spheres beyond. Following prophecies, auguries. Wilt in the gaze of a blind destiny. The droning of quiescence. The clamor of silence. A vastness that dissolves and devours a certainty of insignificance. From which all of mankind frantically flees
Down the dimly – lit corridors of the souls.

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Swathed in twilight and filled with the shadows. And echoes of mortal desperation. The certainty that this is all that is. Hear us, heal us, lead us, save us. Prayers and sermons. Screams of the doomed. Rise towards and fade within. The void between the stars. The sole cosmic promise. Uttered from the mouth of infinity is that of eternal silence. Of vast endless spaces. All-pervading, endless silence. Eternal quiescence.

Chants fill the air Commune with the void Liturgy. Limbs conjoin In ceremonial union. Ritual.

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Tongues, flesh, filth spell mysteries oscillate between polarities. Sacraments most foul and sublime heretic sabbath of transgression Those of the doctrines recoil in abhorrence. As creed and commandment are defiled. Antinomian Rites.

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Disrupting the patterns of worship and adoration. Desecrate monuments and tombs. Cenotaphs of sanctity. Crush the temples in ecstasy. Reversing heaven and abyss above and below amalgamate.

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Polyphonous chants of iniquity. Many-voiced oration of the unutterable. From labyrinthine spheres of permutation. Revelation of inversion. From beyond the depths within. Antinomian Rites.

All mortal substance that is Scatters and gathers, Forms and dissolves, Aligns and comes asunder. Infinite impermanence of all that comes to be. But never is. Perpetual reiteration in the helix of existence. Labyrinthine continuum of enigmatic symmetries. Ephemeral configurations. Patterns form and dissolve. Converge, repulse, align, collide.

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A nameless, endless procession. Wandering between the horizons. Multitudes, in perennial progression From forgetfulness to oblivion. A vast and plodding pilgrimage. A drift between the eternities. A vanishing into nothingness into absolute and perpetual obscurity. No arrival, no ascent. Crawling onwards, to never meet an end. Mankind’s tragedies and trivialities. A burden of recurrence . In the absence of finality. Labyrinthine continuum of enigmatic symmetries.

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Ephemeral configurations. Patterns form and dissolve. Converge, repulse, align, collide. Infinite impermanence of all that comes to be. But never is perpetual reiteration in the helix of existence. Step after step on a circuitous path. Perpetuated while eternity lasts. Step after step. Again and again. Forever to return.

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No arrival, no ascent. Crawling onwards, to never meet an end. Mankind’s tragedies and trivialities. A burden of recurrence in the absence of finality. What has been melts into what will be. Again, again, again, and again. Forever and ever. Unfolding, then undone. Become, to be gone. The world turns. All turns to dust. Scattering winds. Sowing seeds of ash.

I am changing in rapture, traversing this well-known picture, moving in relativity, conveying substances that bear infinity, piercing the inexorable will of those blessed planes determining the architecture of life. Does your slumber bring relief? A deity’s waves take vengeance in their sweetest form, an intoxicating stream of forgetfulness runs through life’s veins, and lies are pulsating through this ocean anon, bearing sweet forgetfulness.

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It took so long to squeeze infinity out of my veins. Nothingness! Sleep well, blissful descendants of blackness, drifting asleep on an opaque sea of forms. Sleep well, seeds enmeshed by shrouds that calm down. Sleep well, humanity, sleep well. Your surface stirs, reflections might drown in your vastness. I admire your incomprehensible dimension. I hate your depth.

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I enjoy the voices you cast upon me and those of my kind. I praise your omnipresence, while I am mocking at you. I jubilate your majesty. I curse your infamy and suppose thy slimy shores. Water of life. Reflection! Your occurrence saddens and pleases at once! Eyes are diving into the promises you cannot keep. If I could, I’d soothe your pain. I feel your call, it reverberates in the void you breathe out. The mirror lies broken, a pitiful reminiscence of the unity it longs to bear. Absurd shivers, scattered all over eternity.

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Observing the gradual decay of the structure I once called home. I am descending to my temple, I am mourning, I am scourged by illusions that delight and serenade like blessed drugs that blacken visions. I am observing the fall of my temple. I am! Still this collapse whirrs unceasingly like a nightmare, but I reap the ears, swaying in the wind of a new consciousness. Harvest has come. The cycle has changed into something finite. The mirror lies broken.

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Harvest has come. Absurd shivers that once formed life, now numbing a new reflection. A godlike creator stares into the world he gave birth to. Immense nothingness! Your surface stirs, reflections might drown in your vastness, I admire your incomprehensible dimension. I hate your depth. I enjoy the voices you cast upon me and those of my kind. I praise your omnipresence, while I am mocking at you. I jubilate your majesty. I curse your infamy and suppose thy slimy shores. Water of life. Reflection! Your occurrence saddens and pleases at once! Eyes are diving into the promises you cannot keep.

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If I could, I would soothe your pain. I feel your call, it reverberates in the void you breathe out. The mirror lies broken, a pitiful reminiscence of the unity it longs to bear. Absurd shivers, scattered all over eternity. Observing the gradual decay of the structure I once called home. I chase away the tiredness you spread. I choke out the seed you planted once.

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Crying, raging, smashing the veil I suspect, bbut virtually traversing the garden that means life.

Swirling in lucid delirium Drifting in the swarming void. Entirety without confines. Whirling in red winds And black dust Streaming forth like fog. Formlessness manifest. Swirling in lucid delirium.

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Fallen eyes in the faceless countenance of continuous night gleam anew as gazing stars that behold the descent. The fall from flesh beyond the body beyond the soul. Into the heaving seas. The churning streams older than the world older than the flow of blood in mortal veins. Beyond the soul. Into the heaving seas.

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The churning streams older than the world older than the flow of blood in mortal veins. Avatar of radiating absence Enter the maelstrom in silence lips torn by thorns take the shapeless hand that strangles all.

Offering. Incinerate the self within. Cremate the heart and all confines. Immolate the shifting veils. Contemplate upon the remains.

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Sacrificial ritual. The blood must speak. The flesh must pray. Pray. Swathed in ashes. Awaken to the sun of the self

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Set aflame. To enter bliss. Conquer the remains. Born of time and hence devoured By which creates and thus destroys. Turn towards what terrifies. Embrace, sacrifice. Forgotten and remembered by that which destroys time. That which is time. And the night of eternity.

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Purify. Permeated by the presence ff dark formlessness itself. Amidst the roaring flames in billowing clouds of ash. Human life and mortal dreams. As futile as sparks. Fading in the fires of perpetual cremation.

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The funeral pyre. A column of flame. Illuminates the consecrated ground of death and ash. Shattered by deafening laughter.

Holocaust of the Supreme. Longing for vision and loathing it. A reef. Devoured by unfathomable gulfs. And foundering in waters, shoal, foul and pure. The world is done.

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A polluted stream this vessel is, forsooth. Hearkening unto the inherent void And hurling forth scanty fare. For the leper cannot behold without envy, despair.
May he become an overcomer! May he be a convalescent! A bridge to me and not the goal. Verily, a putrid stream he is.

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Plucking the ears, despising the bodily. Halting before the final precipice. And clattering like kettledrums. An arrow of longing for a shore, beyond. Bless me, then, tranquil eye! Leprous convalescent, foul and pure. Be abyss, be interstice. A bridge to me and not the goal. Casting cheerful auguries Into waters, shoal.
A brook whose benignity changes its air. To one expressive of affright and despair.

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A transubstantiation which bestows onto the mind Uncreation – vision’s vessel and plea. Inhale, exhale. Holocaust of the Supreme. Longing for vision and loathing it. A reef. Devoured by unfathomable gulfs. And foundering in waters, shoal, foul and pure. The world is done. Inhale, exhale. Shell devoid of inherent existence. Craving and clinging – imputing a journey ill. Floating, quivering unreal. Shape without relief. Arrows, hurled each to each. Meeting midway in vagrant flight.

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Slicing the void. Stupendous, featureless, still. The world is done. Mind has done away with perception, ideas, and views. Holocaust of the Supreme.