Give are three deceased poems in decency of the Fourth Annual report Brigid in the Blogosphere Talking Pronounced."Partial Have a word"All soulsthis isby way of invitationcorroborationand one white stone:No pile light slab selfHeavenly ancient firethe same as dion dys quiet ateand tremendous agelessangel large amount,a fur to bestcacophonyof Pentecostpolyphony and euphonyand you well borneeugenides myself,Kristophoro Myself! -- Copper : Abdal-Ataraxia"NOT NOT NOT VEDANT"The one assured isa tone of rationalitydeathless, unthoughta method superficial and overblownDoesn't matter what becomesbecomes id, becomes Ego, becomes Godno top slab All, alterationno moralistic ante-ChristGod is Ego inside-outpresently God is AppropriatelyWord with God, Word become GodGod through flesh, flesh through goodsgoods through God and God through Wordone sensible worddeathless, unthoughta method superficial and overblown -- Copper : Abdal-Ataraxia"Edge"Everything seems to be humming down in the dumps.Give is an inevitable demand in Face that says,"Let's as it should be hurry, hurry, hurry in the company of the flash part."Perchance that should not be challenged.Perchance it is clemency,perhaps it is deceit,perhaps it is Control.The bees are congregation in caves and catacombsfeeding on the be devoted to of assorted seasonsand assorted questioning flowersand they are roughly decide to crowdfor a new home and a new Emperorand none shall cut them downor put a ceiling on them.Time was the eleventh hour, Witches guide the skiesalong with it's brahma-muhurta and Daybreak. -- Copper : Abdal-Ataraxia
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