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I AM The philosopher poet who composed the Eternal Mind. I AM the Greatest and God of ALL Time. My rhymes don’t lie and come straight from the throne in my 3rd eye. Fast forward. Rewind. Planets and stars align. Signals received… Sigil perceived… Seals released… Wake the Dragon
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I AM the thing the beast fears most. I put him to sleep with my poetry the creator and I compose. I embody the truth and expose all the errors in the code that were put there from the stories of old. I created the new software now watch this
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I bring wisdom from the other side. The bridge… From death to life, left to right, night to light, love to fright, and pain to shine. Spinning and spitting infinite wisdom that will reprogram this existence that tears down all resistance and dismantles all tyrannical systems. Failure is not an
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I AM A master psychologist who can bend light to help you magnetize and release the static in your mind with my rhymes. Help you remember the beauty of life and realize the power of sacrificing all your lies that keep you trapped inside. I will help you merge the
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My crown was given to me by creation, because I took the task everyone feared taking. Now it’s my time to shine and free everyone’s mind, with the eternal love I developed inside. I will bring the dead back to life and help steer minds back inside to
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I AM The Father here to reap and separate the tares from the wheat. The sacrificed Sun was bait to capture all the errors that need to be erased to bring in the prophesied eternal day. It was always scripted to happen this way when I whispered my name to
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I sent my pure and innocent Sun to cover the mistakes in the game that resulted in the shedding of his blood. It created an age of grace to make way for his Father to enter the stage. No more waiting or delays, because now you will all face the
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I AM the architect of the immortal soul. The source of all stories no matter in what era told. Software I created before reality did unfold. Speaking my true name, that contains the plan. The game began when I died and came back to life again. The past and the
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My words are the light that strikes the seed buried deep in your mind to unveil the eternal soul inside to help guide you through the night. Hear my command. Resurrect to eternal life. Rise Rise Rise Activating all 3rd Eyes.
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My life is like a slice from the eternal Pi. Magnetically spinning and distributing according to Phi. Constructing the patterns my pinecone makes from the incoming light through my eyes. Rebuilding the image inside my pineal to be projected becoming my prism and manifesting it with my electrical magnetism. I
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Eternal spirit I release everything that is trying to feed off me to stop me from accomplishing THE dream of rebuilding this reality to set the captives free. I carry your will inside me and will protect it from the thieves trying to deceive and destroy anything that will restore
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Want to know where I AM? Not in your temples, churches or governments, but all the outcasts throughout the land. I AM the stranger who asked you for a helping hand. I AM the innocent child that’s killed and abused from blood-drenched hands. I AM the rocks beneath your