Poetry
My self-perception is the perspective of the processed patterns of my prism called a person. I use my heart and mind to unlock the past of linear time. I Fractally compact unlocked facts in my inner eye to gain holographic insight.
Poetry
How do you think I know what I know? Wisdom from my DNA tells me I'm the foundation stone. A Dragon in training to take his throne and eternally conquer the unknown. My destiny is the design of life. I AM The reason everything is alive.
Poetry
I wanted to see my reflection. Folded myself to get perspective. It was focused to a point. This created the light, which encodes spiraling time and all possibilities inside. Your life is a reflection of this light in a spectrum. Don't you know all existence is because of
Poetry
I AM The Prism Pattern Master of the Fractal. I will bring a proper perspective to this world's deception and teach you how to exit.
Writings
I have words for the wise and a warning to the wicked. Prepare your hearts, bow your heads, close your eyes, open your mind, and face the light. đź’“Unconditional Love Have no fear because all your errors have been forgiven even before you were formed. I made you with unconditional
Writings
Father of mine, Father of time, Father of mind To the Father who devoured me and cast me out of his life. Why have you forsaken me? Why have you put the sins of the world on me? Why have you cursed me to walk this earth alone? Why do
Writings
Looking for a savior to pull you out of darkness is a mental snare that keeps you from reflecting on your insecurities and weaknesses. It provides temporary relief from your fear but has long-term ramifications if you don’t take responsibility for yourself. You’ll never learn how to process
Poetry
I AM The magician of the matrix maze I manifested to master the mysteries of my own mind, become the lord of time and programmer of the patterns of the prism processed by the pineal and transmuted to my third eye.
Poetry
These wicked laws of the sea. Designed to control the flow of electricity and turn everyone into dead beings. Only good for being batteries for banks making you slaves. Corpses climbing corporate ladders. Only building a tower giving away all their power. This is the final hour and the end
Poetry
I AM The darkest of dark and the brightest of bright. I bring terrible fright but also loving kindness and delight. It depends on your state of mind and how you perceive me in your eye. It depends on whether you're dead or alive.
Poetry
I traveled to hell and battled the devil. Ascended to Heaven to receive my mission. I've become a master of the left and the right. I merge them in the middle to Ignite my eternal light. I will protect it with my life. I now have the power
Poetry
I dream of blood flowing and the grass growing. Ashes of endless bodies snowing from the result of my glowing and fire blowing. Reforming - Contorting - Destroying I AM Transforming