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Some rejoice of the children's innocence and smiles
Others of their shameful defloration by the ministers of Christ, swollen by arrogance and lust
Jesus spoke words of wisdom: "Let the children come to me"
What's more enthralling indeed than ruining through them the genesis of life itself?
Dive deep into the blue eyes of the newborn and thou shalt get a glance of heaven
When this dive reveals despair, hideous ruins and the glory of Hell
The serving sons of disobedience proclaim
Vengeance belongeth unto Him...

 

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Just squint and blame it on the sun

 

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Just squint and blame it on the sun

 

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Daily schizophrenic thread about leanmaxxing and scleral show coming from you.

 

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What matter the victims, provided the gesture is beautiful?
What matters the death of vague human beings,
If thereby the individual affirms himself?”

The black Idol emerges as a silver lining in a dust cloud of death,
Eerie parallel tongues and the piping of heaven
The culture of transgression is mine and my descent.
Makes me ascend in a repugnant swirl…

"Sic volo,
Sic jubeo,
Stat pro ratione voluntas"

The black Idol fills the veil of flesh with noxious smoke,
Depicting primal human experiences indifferently,
Contemptuous of moral concerns, dehumanized
The howling of wolves and the destructive sword are portions of Eternity,
Too great for the eyes of merely a man…

Transcendence of thresholds occurs with violence and will
for Vice is like the mind’s dark radiance
Which blinds and of which I’m dying

Corruption is the spiritual cancer reigning in the depths of things
And it fills until the last cell of my vivid being
Dissolution and putrefaction, prevailing Aesthetic experience.

The splendor of the obscene and inhuman;
For what matters the death of a vague human beings
If thereby the individual affirms himself?

"Violence exists in the moment when the eye turns upwards into the head,
When inversion is complete and total
The darkness of the upturned eye is not the absence of light
But the process of seeing being taken to its limit"

That thorough derangement of the senses,
Way beyond the deceptive conflict between darkness and light
Opens perceptions to the tyranny of the Chekhinah

"Si non credideritis,
Non inteligetis"

The dimension of ethereal totalitarianism discloses itself
And takes possession of the quintessential human soul
Like a nail hammered through most tender flesh
Aeons separate the one whose eyes have seen through the night of the spirit
The king, the Lord of hosts, draped in terrifying magnificence
From the gleaming clot of trembling vermin
If a faith and a belief aren’t nurtured by the moist of blood
They do not grow, nor do they live
It is at the magnitude of daily murders, massacres and mass graves
That we do measure the propagation of our faith
Hearken and recognize, that hideous carrion
"Legs in the air, like a whore displayed, indifferent to the last
A belly slick with lethal sweat and swollen with foul gas?

This is you, nourishing
The grand Mass Grave Aesthetics