

Earth's Ignited MindsThis is my failing. You turn and you look behind you but you cannot see shit through the dust youve so brazenly sent marching into My face. What you see is NOW! though what exists isEarth's Ignited Minds
All.
Your eyes. How can you claim vision with these? Id tell you to look but all youll see is the slow burn of your breath in My cold air and then youll misconstrue your death into this beast.
I was Earth. You took your turn here, I gave you birth. You were naked, you were cold, and you were scared. You were bleeding, you were fighting,


BonesI say we'll die here or maybe on your clouds we'll flire our canons at the sun, and you'll grow your garden of flowers and they'll be our children, your power, my wings, those flowers...ourBones
Fathers will find us asleep in the heather and naked, we'll fly down hills of
earth and they'll call for our heads but we'll be so long gone from there.
Helicopter arms will hover our children in the air, and you, a tower, will call them for dinner but
they'll be searching for our fathers in the elephant grass and maybe wh


500 Lives and the Man EatenWhere the dog growls, chin to the ground and hurling his burnt stare into mine; this is his mercy-cry for brothers he's never seen. His bark screams "Hark!", and only comes after the ears heard his growl, his howl, took vengeance upon him with a hand of sulfer, poisoned thoughts and a poison mind. "Brothers!" his growl is a flurry of frantic bats, and the ears, mine, are caves filled and overflowing with the poison of mind, while forward his brothers March!, a myriad of fauna stamping out the call they answer with their feet and their throats. Where the500 Lives and the Man Eaten


On Sky6877 A.D.On Sky
(I must make a note before I begin: being unable to achieve death, I am an unbiased and objective voice through which We, being all who cannot achieve death will record - as the Ancient has so gifted us, in this form of our brothers-in-death! - what We have perceived as a beautiful new progression in our universe, and we naturally thank the Ancient, without which this grand thing would be stunted and left in the corners of the void, as the runt among offspring.)
Now, on Sky, there is a large group of people and they surround a man on a teaching mound in the middle of the town forum
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