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You cannot battle enlightenment with blind eyes and migrating in the dark
Asunder from the spiritual sphere, even Lucifer cannot find a spark
When you are prepared to step up into the light of understating, I shall greet you where our divine souls shall meet
I am the sands of ages, my skin is too sensitive, and I never did like scorching heat
Ancient scrolls upon my hieroglyphics defines my purpose, my mission, the quest of who I am
I have navigated in and out of sacred realms
It is sovereignty in beauty to claim that fact
Wars in divers’ places, mental battles on contingent to sway the intellect to uplift in demonic combat
And read your Holy Books adopted out of theology, it’s forthright in worshipping the dark, which never lacks
I am just too keen to befall the reign of that
Yet, there are enriched intellects attempting to wage spiritual wars
Hell is not to be glorified when you are on Earth, eating, breathing, yet in the world for survival asking the Creator to give you more
If you are so sure about what your stance has to offer while you are here
When your breathing is labored, and your life is caving, there is so much the soul fears
Once you close your eyes, and the earthly wallow of pain is gone, your remembrance has disappeared
I can only pray the soul is reaping gladness where you end up my dear
The world is moving, grooving, we seek guidance as the next person
It must be unsurpassable when self-created demons float in the core of the intellect making the thought process worsen
The imagined perceptions are non-conceivable to make anyone believe they can summon, conjure, or begin diabolical ritual then cursing
It’s nothing below, I can assume, only ordered chaos
To denounce one’s soul, you beg for retaliation from a fabricated war, whereas the beautiful soul is the reprimand of its loss
Satanism gives you the pseudo false power to accept the fate of all sins
Doppelgangers of a hellish detention comes through in the form of a Demoness, Succubus, or a Jinn
Much honor to the third Heaven to descend as one third of the Morning Star’s followers fell, which never to ascend again
Therefore, it’s all illusion of substance most take upon to entertain within a quiet fantasyland
Blinding the masses about the Illuminati, and their perfect world order of turmoil no one could understand
The Freemasons, The Knight Templars, and the Carthers, surely do they not fall under Satanic strategic plans
If one genuinely believes in their convictions of Occultism, Satanism, you revere of its stance
Is there merit in backmasking, whereas, artists’ lyrics for that purpose are in such high demand
Conjuring rituals while opening those portals, Satanic seances using musical lyrics to tap into those dark forces whenever they can
There are many demons, demonesses who control the conjuring of spells on the Ouija Board, serving the great demon’s command
The compositions to listen is to elevate your cognitive awareness from Earth through Hell’s journey as you uprise, hopefully, you can survive to withstand
Scaling the mysticism of divinity, reflexology, astrology, and numerology
I can only speak from my Charka channeling, careful not to cast thy stone, this world is old, and the history of my ancestry passage never received a Catholicism apology
This mantra I have chosen to write is anointed as it has been kissed by the winds of time
However, when I reach the plateau of awareness and spiritual enlightment of my Crown Charka, I feel sorry for the fate of humanity, knowing this world I stand in was created to be mine
Ordained by the Creator’s designs
Peace unto Myrtle Beach
Returning from a relaxing vacation can do the Chi such embracing wonders
