67 poems

Vanity and Misery

The misery of beggar’s living,
The vanity of hollow cares.
Are these humans, limp and giving,
Or just slugs in slimy lairs?

The triumph feels like “happy” laughter
Of an amoeba that has found
Some food to crawl toward, chasing after—
A curse! The Root of Evil’s ground.

The misery of beggar’s living,
Artificial, fake, obscene.
Is it life at all we’re giving?
Or a wake where Mind has been?

For the war against Pure Spirit
Rages here since long ago.
Dust to dust—yet let’s not fear it:
Time to wipe away the filth we know.

Yet the filth is near unending—
Few preserved their Mind and Soul.
Fear is crushing, lies are rending,
And corruption takes its toll.

But the amoeba cannot fathom,
Cannot see the greater plan:
Every rule is steeped in phantom—
Crimes enough to cull each clan.

Worst of all—the meek endurance,
Patience for the reign of vice.
That’s the deepest sin’s assurance,
Hell’s reward, and no disguise.

They raise cowards, proud achievement!
Like they’d train a beast to fight,
On the circus stage, bereavement—
For a chance to live one night.

Yet the tigers now are few here,
Victims crawl in multitudes.
Propaganda’s sting runs true here—
Not with bombs, but lies for food.

They surrendered, fed with chaffing,
Fooled, deceived—and so they fall.
Soon the world of lies and laughing
Shall collapse, consuming all.



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1.
Crush the filth, erase the lie —
Let the Spirit purify.

2.
Endurance feeds the tyrant’s reign —
Break the chains, ignite the flame!

3.
Amoebas crawl, but tigers roar —
Cowards fall, the strong restore.

4.
Rotten patience breeds defeat —
Strike the Evil, make it bleed.



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No salvation, only flame —
Evil dies without a name.



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The world of worms will drown in ash,
Only fire ends the trash.
Patience rots, the soul decays —
Burn the plague, erase their ways.

When cowards kneel, the demons thrive,
Slay them all, to stay alive.
Rotten thrones on bones are built —
Let them crumble in their guilt.



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March of Wrath

Ashes rise, the sky is red,
Strike the tyrant, strike the dead!
Chains are rusted, break them all,
Hear the Spirit’s battle call!

Rotten thrones will turn to dust,
Burn the liars, crush their lust.
Evil trembles, truth will reign —
March through fire, cleanse the stain!



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1.
Burn the lie — let Spirit reign!

2.
Through the fire — cleanse the stain!

3.
Strike the filth, erase the name!

4.
Truth through wrath, and world in flame!



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Burn the lie, strike the filth — through fire, Truth shall reign!



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“Sins” and Other Nonsense

Pride is no sin
When reason is near.
But faith is a grin
For the beasts to revere.

A fog for the slaves,
Hell’s altar disguised.
No chains that it saves,
Just shackles devised.

You’re a “servant of God,”
But the horns give him away.
They call sex a “flawed
Sin of flesh” to obey.

Two loaves to be fed,
And miracles told —
Just weapons of dread,
To keep spirits cold.

With faces of “good,”
They spread their foul lie.
The people, they should
See through it — but die.

The rule of “sin’s” rod,
And the carrot of “heaven” —
A bribe for the fraud,
For the weak and the craven.

“Immortality” sold
For stupidity’s price.
A scam that is bold,
Deceit wrapped in vice.

The fraud would be seen,
Were it not for their fear.
But trapped in the wheel,
Truth never comes near.

It murders the mind,
It castrates the soul.
Religion refined
Is corruption whole.



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1.
Religion kills, corruption thrives —
It castrates souls, devours lives.

2.
No heaven waits, no sin is real —
Just chains of fear, the tyrant’s seal.

3.
Faith is a fraud, a slave’s disguise —
Break the lie, and truth will rise.



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Faith is fraud, sin is chains — break them, or rot in veins.



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Faith is fire, sin is plague — burn the lies, the soul to save.



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Burn Lies!
Crush Falsehood!
Smash Deceit!



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Larvae and Lice

The larvae of a paper land —
Officials, petty politicos.
Where are the worthy sons who stand?
The rest are whining, weak, morose.

Most feast on noodles spun by screens,
Their minds delivered pre-digested.
Most are lice in endless scenes —
A hell where only fools are nested.

No land exists that’s truly sound —
Monsters rule the stupid world.
A sheep bears ballots, round and round,
Obsessed with cheese, his mind unfurled.

Free cheese, lies, and constant fear —
The essence of all “states” is clear.
The world’s a filthy, frenzied dust;
Only the strong deserve our trust.

The strong are rare, the weak just clutch,
Larvae only snatch what falls.
That’s why misfortune grows as such —
We sit in the “sixth” chamber’s halls.

Most here are fools, psychotics, drones,
Neurotics, crazed, or prone to shriek.
Hence fascist legions fill our zones,
Their hordes devour the soul they seek.

Example lies in CowID —
Feasible only in the ward.
False AIDS was a test, a stone —
A careful trap, a fraud-on-guard.

Then everything will break apart,
War as a model, chaos reigns.
A diarrhea of lies, a heart
That old “pioneer” still maintains.

To lie for them’s like pissing three
Fingers long: the industry
Of shameless falsehood stands supreme.
Conscience ignored — those hounds of mischief!

The larvae of a paper land,
The propagandists too, aligned.
All they ask — the price at hand,
The ceiling of their lies defined.



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1.
Larvae crawl, lies rule the land —
Only the strong will make a stand.

2.
Lice and liars fill the halls —
Strike them down before all falls.

3.
Cheese, fear, and endless lies —
Truth survives where courage flies.



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Larvae crawl, liars reign —
Strike them down, break the chain.
Only the strong will stand again.



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Burn Lies!
Crush Liars!
Smash Fraud!



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Routine of Actions

"But the routine of actions is well thought,
And the end of the path is inevitable.
I am alone. All sinks in hypocrisy:
To live a life is not to cross a field."
— Boris Pasternak, Hamlet, 1946

Here, the ROUTINE of actions is WRITTEN.
Its name is genocide.
The turning into beasts is visible. Many interventions
Exist, if the mind sleeps.

If soullessness is a global disease,
Then all this is easy to enact.
Mind and Soul grow more useless —
Half a step, and they’re beaten flat.

Life is no longer — only pens in the field.
In those pens, one may only jump
Like donkeys or sheep to their fill,
But to move with reason, to seek, to strive

For a way out — is forbidden.
Unspoken. For now…
The song of the sheep is already sung —
Oh, how tasty the sheep’s flesh is.

Not a donkey — die, but do not surrender.
Not a sheep — search, fight, destroy
The filthy lies. Always strive
To preserve the Soul among the NON-HUMAN.



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1.
Not a sheep, not a fool —
Fight the lies, preserve the soul.

2.
Die, but never bend or yield —
The mind and soul must not be sealed.

3.
Break the pens, resist the herd —
Truth survives where lies are blurred.



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Not a sheep, not a fool —
Break the pens, resist the herd.
Fight the lies, preserve the soul.



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Resist Lies!
Fight Falsehood!
Defend Truth!



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Hierarchy of Madness

Verbal madness builds a hierarchy —
A slave’s ladder straight down to… hell.
They call it pyramid, plutocracy,
Led by a fiend, a loathsome spell,

Who rules with total lies, deception,
And numbs the wretched minds of slaves.
An insane herd needs no correction —
Just a touch of chains, a hint of graves.

The flocks themselves will herd, confine,
Drive themselves into pens at will.
The trick — slip in wordsmiths malign,
Trained in evil, silent, still.

Brazen goats become the presidents,
Shrill rats conduct the propaganda.
Shit rains down as evidence —
They call it truth, then strike a stanza.

The madness vast, yet goes unseen —
Fish know not the ocean’s flood.
The marks of evil, wounds between,
They call a mole, a pock, a dud.

From childhood taught, they never notice,
For all repeat the empty chatter.
Only the spirits earn their focus —
Like shrimp in a stagnant pond, they scatter.

Eat it before the pikes devour,
Multiplying their ration’s share.
From boredom springs complexity’s power,
Madness flees — if any dares.

The herds will vanish, ponds will stink,
Drainage comes, relentless, wide.
The madmen’s schemes dissolve and sink —
Tired of all the stupid, slavish tide.



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1.
Herds will fall, madness dies —
Truth survives where spirit flies.

2.
Ponds will rot, the fiends will fade —
Only the strong resist the blade.

3.
Eat the shrimp before the pikes —
Strike the lies, the herd it spikes.



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Herds will fall, madness dies —
Strike the lies, the herd it spikes.
Truth survives where spirit flies.



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Crush Madness!
Burn Lies!
Defend Truth!



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Ostrich and Santa Claus

Ostrich shall replace Santa Claus —
He’ll haul sand from the warehouse for all,
Without pause — no life without sand.
A city no more — a gardenland.

Skulls buried fast into the sand,
Lies drive the madness, happiness planned.
A garden where only asses stick out,
Tests on those asses, branding, no doubt.

Refuse to show your ass —
You’re the naughty one, beware the class.
Disobedience? They’ll screw your head,
Replace it with an ass instead.
Quadruple tests will line the row —
A hellish garden, that’s what we know.

Ostrich Santa has claimed the win,
But for now — a pause to gather strength within.
Gardens will spread across the Earth,
The creatures softly train their mirth:
Through sand, fools taught to obey,
Till they dig deep, the ass’s display.

Obsessed vile scum — only their delight,
In this perverse, twisted, blinding night.
Get out of the gardens — better to die,
In a world of lunatics, only asses ply.



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1.
Escape the garden, resist the sand —
Keep your head, don’t show your hand.

2.
Ostrich rules, fools obey —
Fight the madness, break away.

3.
Dig not for asses, rise instead —
Preserve your mind, don’t be misled.



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Escape the garden, resist the sand —
Fight the madness, break away.
Preserve your mind, don’t be misled.



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Defy Madness!
Break Chains!
Preserve Truth!



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Metamorphoses

A ram for father, a ewe for mother,
A stinking goat — the pedagogue.
No fate is worse — a bug you’ll smother,
Leaving home, foolish, weak, and clogged.

The bug will suddenly become plankton.
Its destiny? Only to be devoured!
But all there happens “by the law” —
The only way killing is empowered.

They’ll kill your mind — and that’s the start.
Then for the soul, vile scum will fight.
Who strikes it first will tear apart
The essence — in their furious spite.

After that, you become a zombie,
But that’s not always the end.
From zombies, they craft a combi —
Zombie plus hound of Evil, their trend.

To crush all here — without a doubt,
A pack makes power, raw and wild.
They’ll kill, tear, shred, and rout,
Obedience to the master styled.

But having served the scum too well,
Non-being waits as your reward.
For man you were — now none can tell,
Into the scrap heap goes this fraud.



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1.
Kill the scum, resist their plan —
Preserve your mind, defend the man.

2.
From bug to zombie, fight the tide —
Stand your soul, don’t be denied.

3.
Obey no master, crush their law —
Keep your spirit, strike the flaw.



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Kill the scum, resist their plan —
Stand your soul, don’t be denied.
Obey no master, strike the flaw.



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Resist Evil!
Crush Scum!
Defend Soul!



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The Scum Meter

A gauge for measuring the herd’s decline,
Pseudo-science must stretch and grind.
Let that filth invent no “viruses” in vain,
Only brain blasts spread into the plain.

A dreadful legacy, a plague for all,
Idiocy, scum — humanity’s fall.
In the majority, people are like trash,
Worse than war, in this global clash.

No remedy — the song is sung:
The sons of fools won’t move along.
And fascist forces, as before,
Will sow confusion, strife, and gore.

The dumber they are, the easier the fear,
Like on the scaffold, lies strike near.
Killing by falsehood becomes routine,
If two-thirds are fools, all is seen.

One can slaughter all for the F;hrer’s gain,
Thus the Scum Meter counts the insane.
Like a Geiger counter for the vile,
It measures fascism, scum, and guile.



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1.
Measure the scum, expose the lie —
Fight the herd, don’t let them multiply.

2.
Fools abound, the plague is near —
Strike the lies, resist the fear.

3.
Scum meter ticks, the tyrants rise —
Stand your ground, open your eyes.



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Measure the scum, expose the lie —
Strike the lies, resist the fear.
Stand your ground, open your eyes.



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Crush Scum!
Smash Fools!
Defend Truth!



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So-Called "Scientific Schools"

Affiliation with a “scientific school”
And connections for publications
Create a milieu where trolls
Band together in manipulations.

Fraud and lies abound,
Simply for the sake of gain.
“Knowledge” vanishes there
Amid the mercantile stain.

Those who live by no imposed rules,
Preserving mind and honesty,
Will sink in that murk —
For vanity and greed first occupy,

Not truth, but the client’s demand,
A fiend, working through second and third hands.
All pseudo-scientific servants
Serve it faithfully, selling minds on command.

They poison brains by order,
Their circular collusion
Ensures filters block the truth.
Thus, pseudo-science seeks

Neither truth nor wisdom,
Only appearances. The crumbs
Of “scholars” escape mental torment —
The rest are like fleas…

The vile fiend has latched on to us,
While fleas serve as mere distraction.
So they lay it gently —
More harm, more decomposition of thought.

Therefore, only SUBORDINATES
Run these so-called “scientific schools.”
Be cautious, lest you be a fool,
On whom the chains of LIES are strong and cruel.



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1.
Expose the lies, resist their scheme —
Preserve your mind, defend your dream.

2.
Pseudo-schools enslave the mind —
Fight the fraud, leave fools behind.

3.
Chains of lies, beware, don’t bend —
Stand your ground, truth must defend.



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Expose the lies, resist their scheme —
Fight the fraud, leave fools behind.
Stand your ground, truth must defend.



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Defy Fraud!
Crush Lies!
Defend Truth!



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The “Futile Labor” Guild

The “Futile Labor” guild
For those who dare create,
Who do not lie or yield
To devils at their gate,

But serve the Soul alone,
Ever open, ever bright.
Though the world is overthrown
And blood flows like a stream of night,

The “Futile Labor” guild
Walks its own steady way.
Though on that path they yield
Like flies — we live not as they.

In this rotten little world:
A parody of life.
And what lies far unfurled?
A global CATASTROPHE.

That cataclysm will erase
All rot, so the guild,
Without selling out, can save
The artists whose only guild

Serves the Light alone,
Though all around is darkness, lies.
They keep friendship with Truth alone,
Avoiding falsehood’s yokes and ties.

No chains are more severe
Than lies bred for gain.
The weak and foolish here
Are beaten with that pain.

The only “reward” is Hell
For those who walk this road.
I am glad to be in the guild,
Though wealth is not bestowed.

The “Futile Labor” guild
Has been my fate for long.
Freedom lives here alone,
For in the Light there’s a window strong.



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1.
Serve the Light, resist the lies —
Stand your ground, let truth arise.

2.
Though the world is rot and fire,
Artists march, their hearts inspire.

3.
Futile Labor, steadfast, bright —
Freedom blooms in the window of Light.



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Serve the Light, resist the lies —
Artists march, their hearts inspire.
Freedom blooms in the window of Light.



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Serve Light!
Defend Truth!
Fight Darkness!



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Untangling the Confusion

"I say you’re one of those who confuse the ass with a high post."
— Gabriel Garc;a M;rquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude, 1967


Confusing ass with sanctity
Was taught by father and mother.
It was so then — and still persists,
Mixing sacred with disgrace together.

They’ll teach you on time as well —
There’s college, university, “school.”
Thinking there? They’ll break your mind,
Make you bow to arbitrary rule.

Total lies, false saints included —
They’ll train you well in such ways.
The banner reads “Light and Knowledge,”
While they drill you with discipline’s haze.

It’s crucial — the first step to obey,
If sensitive and brave, you’ll detect
That all these “teachings” are deceit,
Though the corruption is subtle at first, perfect.

A gap is kept — they need it wide:
Into that crack, they shove infection.
If there’s too much, you’ll turn complicit,
Labeled holy, yet with a false reflection.

You’ll never be left in peace —
The world is one huge blender.
All that’s sacred is vilified,
While rotten media roar, a defender

Of lies, aggrandizing decay.
The world has become an ass, a sewer,
Cooked by falsehoods like hellish pots,
With lies growing each year, purer and truer.

All methods grow more vicious,
More shameless, scandalous, vile.
Though the signs may differ, the aim’s the same:
To make you cattle, to abuse you all the while.

You needn’t mix anything — intuition
Will help you untangle the plot.
Delay this discernment, and you’ll become
A vile creature, a wretched blot.



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1.
Trust your mind, resist the lies —
See the truth before it dies.

2.
False saints and lies abound —
Stand your ground, don’t be cowed.

3.
Intuition guides the brave —
Fight the corruption, your soul save.



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Trust your mind, resist the lies —
Stand your ground, don’t be cowed.
Fight the corruption, your soul save.



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Resist Lies!
Trust Truth!
Defend Mind!



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Payment and Recompense

With a courtesan, it’s just a fee,
But in marriage — only misery.
If, fool, you wed, you’ll find
You’ve bought your life, one hellish bind.

You haul the cart, with problems piled —
Endless torment, never mild.
And labor, pointless, wears you thin,
Yet they call it “joy” within.

With courtesans, there’s no overpay —
But in wedlock, debt will stay:
A slice of Earth’s own infernal fire,
Disguised as bliss, it will conspire.

Love’s “hell” is part of that domain.
Chase wealth and “joy,” and you’ll attain
A stinking idiot’s shape, or “like the rest,”
A malformed soul, unblessed.

True Love is always SPIRITUAL,
Beyond sex, supreme, ethereal.
Sex itself can sting like pain
If Consciousness does not reign.

Rarely it meets the vile contest
Of greedy fools for bigger “cakes,” no rest.
All these “cakes” are made of shit…
Be bold, persistent — refuse the pit.

Choose only Consciousness, true,
Avoid the torment that will undo
Your mind, your soul — the Recompense
That marriage hides in pretense.

The world is madness — understand this well,
Reject advice, rules, the fools’ spell.
All their chaos, nonsense, and lust
Are traps where reason turns to dust.



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1.
Choose Consciousness, resist the lies —
Avoid the trap where madness flies.

2.
Marriage binds, but truth will free —
Seek the Light, let Spirit be.

3.
Fools chase cakes of filth and pain —
Stand firm, let awareness reign.



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Choose Consciousness, resist the lies —
Seek the Light, let Spirit be.
Stand firm, let awareness reign.



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Choose Light!
Resist Lies!
Trust Spirit!



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Death to Fascist Lice!

You’re responsible for all —
So don’t bend, don’t believe.
It’s not about a ticket
To “heaven” — while the Beast deceives.

Fear cast off, fight hard —
You’re already on the rack:
Finally wake! Stand guard!
Save your soul, fight back!

Only through struggle
Can you save your soul in Hell.
Die being yourself —
Nothing more, no lice can quell.

Lousy laws,
Filth “on high.”
Megatons of lies —
Food for fools to buy.

A purge is coming here —
All the lice will fry.
And now the heat is near —
The sun spreads fear on high.

Fear for lice, if in Spirit —
You’ll escape from Hell.
But if your “mind” is in your gut —
You don’t live, you smell.

Lice and cowards are few —
But humans are rare.
Yet not all is lost
At the End of Days’ snare.

Boldly inward — there, by Light
You’ll be illuminated.
Cowards’ greetings won’t save —
The Law is fated.

Harsh, but honest.
Light will always save,
Preserve. No fear
In it will wave.

Those who cling to mortal flesh
Are trapped in Hell’s domain.
Be brave — the Law will spare,
And Spirit will remain.

Lies fuel the cataclysm
As whips fuel the sea.
The end of fascism is clear:
Death to fascist lice!



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Foundations

Return to Foundations, light the Soul,
In lies and rot, the herd takes its toll.
Spirit and Mind, your guiding core,
Through them alone, you’ll rise and soar.

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Efforts wasted, Foundations forgot,
Ugliness and weakness, the donkey’s lot.
Forgetting the roots, dullness ensues,
While lies and cruelty take their dues.

Restore the Foundations, let Light shine,
Answer Evil, be true, divine.
In falsehood all sinks, enough of this play,
The herd wastes life in endless decay.

Your essence is Spirit, Mind at aid,
The countless salvos of lies are laid.
War is waged by foolish deceit,
Fascism thrives, corruption complete.

Dreams and delirium fill the crowd,
Books poisoned, truth not allowed.
Within, seek the Foundations bright,
The Light inside will guide your fight.

Break the chains the herd imposes,
Flee the rot, the endless doses.

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O Soul, awaken, reclaim the core,
Light the Spirit, let it soar.
Through lies and darkness, break the chains,
Foundations pure, where truth remains.

Stand against the herd’s deceitful throng,
The weak shall falter, the brave grow strong.
With Mind and Spirit as your guide,
Rise above, let falsehoods subside.



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Beyond Time

Time is not money, but eternity’s flame,
Few access its depths, none play the game.
The vile may reign, yet the Light will rise,
And free the chosen before the skies.

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Time is not money, but the endless stream,
Accessible only to those who keep their human gleam.
Pseudo-linear links, causality cast aside,
In the world of chaos, where disgrace resides.

For them, time is decay, the Spirit stagnant,
Wild fascism anchored, the ignorant flagrant.
A haze of brazen, relentless lies,
Hell’s brew, where the vile thrive and rise.

Time and place are found, yet freedom’s path
Is hidden among the herd’s mindless wrath.
United in camps, CowID revealed,
Shame slain by monsters, the weak unhealed.

Only the few cry “Begone!” and “No!”
But Hell floods all with madness’ flow.
Delirium so total that Light is unseen,
Yet the Sun burns, cleansing the scene.

Magma rises closer, the world on the brink,
The weak collapse, while the vigilant think.
A New Time, Beyond Time, shall follow,
Where free tribes emerge from the shadow.

The chosen few will pass this trial,
Their path baptized by Fire, Spirit’s dial.
Vision of Time not yet conceived,
The wretched burned, their lies relieved.

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O Beyond Time, where Spirit reigns,
Break the chains, dissolve the chains.
The Sun shall burn the false, the vile,
And cleanse the world with Light’s fierce smile.

The few who hold the Spirit high,
Shall rise above, beyond the sky.
Through trials of Hell, through fire and flame,
Eternity awaits, beyond Time’s name.



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Go or Die!

Go! Go! Break the chains of lies,
Face the Hell, where darkness flies.
Build anew, or fall to rot,
Spirit survives — the rest forgot.

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Go! Go! Shackled by deceit,
Foolish, trapped, bound in defeat.
Ours is the choice: chains or expansion,
Freedom calls beyond corruption’s mansion.

Stop the decay, sweep away the fright,
Betrayal, fascism, shame, and blight.
Idiot marks and vile disgrace,
This rotten world, a vile place.

Go! Go! Blind belief won’t save,
The cowardly herd, the herd enslave.
Build the world anew, cast lies aside,
Only so in Hell can Spirit abide.

World or Hell? Decide for you,
Too many fools, their lies pursue.
Destruction thrives where falsehood reigns,
Foundations crumble, endless chains.

If you act, luck may not appear,
Yet Spirit’s fight will persevere.
In the New World, perhaps rebirth,
But slaves remain in Hell’s mirth.

Go boldly, build your mind anew,
Reject deceit, let Spirit breakthrough.
Or as a senseless sheep, you’ll fall,
Lost in the New Hell, part of the thrall.

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O Go! O rise, break the chains,
Shatter the lies, endure the pains.
Build with Spirit, strong and true,
Or Hell will claim the foolish few.

Above the herd, above deceit,
Walk the path where Spirit meets.
Through fire and trial, through struggle and strife,
You carve the path to a freer life.



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The Earth’s Population

Three quarters rot, devoid of mind,
Among the fools, the wise are blind.
CowID spreads the fascist fear,
Only few stand, the rest adhere.

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Three quarters of Earth’s population decay,
Soulless, foolish, lost their way.
Amid the sellouts and the insane,
The rational, honest seem insane.

Do not complain of “attacks” absurd,
CowID’s disgrace strikes the herd.
When war rages in the motherland,
Madness reigns, the vile command.

Under the vile, only scum remains,
Surpassing Hitler’s cruel chains.
The layer of wisdom is dangerously thin,
Soon Reason shall be cast out, dim.

A global camp for beasts is built,
Digital Hell, where conscience wilts.
Red Cross on white, a mockery made,
For those whose minds have gone decayed.

Idiots multiply with each dull day,
Pillars of fascist power, they’ll pay.
CowID burns like fire in their grasp,
The weak enslaved in its cruel clasp.

One plague alone can’t save this world,
War rages, and chaos is unfurled.
Lessons unlearned, disaster ahead,
The world to nothing, by fools misled.

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O Earth, of rot and madness vast,
The few remain while shadows cast.
Through lies and scum, the Spirit fights,
To pierce the darkness with inner lights.

Though fools may rule, and chaos reign,
The righteous few shall break the chain.
In courage, wisdom, and Spirit’s flame,
The world may rise, renewed, untamed.



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Global Warming

Rot and folly burn the land,
Fools obey the tyrant’s hand.
Sun and fire purge the vile,
Spirit stands, the few shall smile.

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The stench of wretched lives consumes,
Killing Spirit, in decay it looms.
Clinging to folly, servile, absurd,
Fools worship lies, deaf to the Word.

Lies dangle like carrots, veils of deceit,
The world enslaved by shadows’ beat.
Once humans, now donkeys remain,
Time to burn the pens of pain.

The Sun grows fiercer, the fire ignites,
The herd blames cows for earthly plights.
Global stupidity fuels the blaze,
Only fools are trapped in its maze.

Pure Spirit, clear Consciousness —
The foundation of all, eternal fortress.
But the vile thrive in the Murky Hell,
Deception spreads, where donkeys dwell.

Only the few will save themselves,
In Spirit’s world, beyond the delves.
Enough of bowing, enough of smoke,
All else decays, lies provoke.

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O Sun, ignite the world anew,
Burn the lies, the vile, the untrue.
Through rot and fools, through fire’s might,
The Spirit rises, piercing night.

The few who heed the inner flame,
Shall walk beyond the herd’s cruel game.
Through trials of madness, through fire and smoke,
The world shall witness, the false revoke.



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True Values

Ancient gears of decay and vice,
The world enslaved by fools’ device.
Pure Spirit, Reason, only true,
All else is rot, lies, and skew.

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A pre-flood mechanism of degraded aims,
Hence fascism thrives, shadows and blames.
Humans, once alive, now shadows in the night,
Without Spirit, one’s blot in the world’s spite.

Pure Reason, aligned with Spirit’s core,
Unknown to the fools who know not more.
Pure Reason, Pure Spirit — the eternal alloy,
All else is decay, noise, and ploy.

If a degenerate stands beside,
Step away, let wisdom guide.
Stupidity spreads like sin and plague,
In the herd, the Spirit they’ll negate.

Stupidity — the disease, the blindfold,
Though we walk among the decayed and cold.
Seek the giants of reason, the truly wise,
For without them, truth hides and dies.

In Hell, if you shrink and falter,
Caution won’t save you from the altar.
Fight to the end, preserve the Soul,
The vile are lost, only emptiness their goal.

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O Spirit, hold the eternal flame,
Through decayed lands, through lies and shame.
The few shall rise, the many fall,
Reason and Spirit, the greatest call.

The world enslaved by fools’ blind reign,
Shall see the Truth break every chain.
Fight with wisdom, fight with might,
And turn the darkness into Light.



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Foundations

Foundations lost, the soul in chains,
Decay and lies, the herd remains.
Seek the Core, the Spirit bright,
Break the bonds, step into Light.

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False efforts, forgetting the Core,
Ugliness and weakness evermore.
Forget the Foundations — stupidity prevails,
While lies and arrogance fill the sails.

Return to the Core, illuminate your soul,
Light shall make the Shadow’s power fall.
In deceit everything sinks and fades,
The beastly game the herd has made.

You are Spirit, and intellect serves,
Lies and floods only twist your nerves.
War is built on foolish lies,
Fascism spreads, the truth dies.

Dreams corrupted, minds poisoned,
Books tainted, Spirit unchosen.
Seek the Core within, the Inner Light,
Discard the chains, reclaim your might.

Falsehoods and decay, traps abound,
In many chains the herd is bound.
Yet Spirit’s flame cannot be confined,
Foundations restored, the Light aligned.

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O Soul, awaken, reclaim the Core,
Through lies, decay, and endless war.
Strike at the shadows, lift the veil,
In Spirit’s strength, the Truth prevails.

Chains may bind, the world may fall,
But those who seek the Light shall call
A path through darkness, fierce and bright,
To rise above and claim the Light.



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Beyond-Time

Time’s not money, but eternity,
Few access its infinity.
Madness rules, the vile abound,
Yet Light remains, the few are found.

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Time is not money, but eternal space,
Accessible only to the human race
Who kept their heart, their soul intact,
Not bowing low before the vile’s attack.

Pseudo-linear chains, cause thrown away,
But not in the chaos of disarray.
Time for them is endless decay,
Spirit stagnant, fascism holds sway.

With lies brazenly spread, the herd deceived,
Time’s not money, but Hell conceived.
Paths to freedom rarely appear,
The herd marches blindly, without cheer.

Only a few defy, saying “No!” and “Away!”
But the wild nonsense swallows them, day by day.
Madness is total, the Light hard to see,
Yet the Sun will purge this world utterly.

The magma rises, the fire burns,
The world teeters, and fate turns.
New Time — Beyond-Time — shall come,
Where free tribes rise, the old undone.

The few shall pass, cleansed by Flame,
Through trials, through fire, they’ll reclaim.
Vision of Time is not yet conceived,
But the vile and weak shall be relieved.

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O Beyond-Time, eternal and vast,
Through fire and madness, the shadows cast.
The few shall rise, the world renew,
Spirit’s triumph piercing through.

Through chaos, through Hell, through lies and scorn,
A new dawn breaks, a world reborn.
Those who keep Spirit, honor, and Light,
Shall walk free, beyond the night.



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Go or Die!

Go! Go! Break chains of lies,
Or in Hell your spirit dies.
Build anew, the world or fire,
Only courage takes you higher.

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Go! Go! Bound by lies, dulled and chained,
Is this the fate by which we’re trained?
Consciousness trapped in iron binds,
Or the path of freedom, the soul unconfined.

Shall you shrink in the decay around,
Or sweep the horror from the ground?
Betrayal, fascism, shame, and fear,
All the vile, all the false appear.

Go! Go! Blind belief is vain,
Time to rebuild, break every chain.
World or Hell? Decide your way,
Too many fools still lead astray.

Deception reigns from top to base,
Corruption spreads, the herd’s disgrace.
But if you fight, you save the Soul,
And in the New World, you may be whole.

Lower realms exist, even Hell below,
Yet Spirit rises, higher you’ll go.
Through super-consciousness, beyond the night,
The Light will carry, the soul takes flight.

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Go! Go! Construct your mind anew,
Discard the lies, see the world through.
Or wander lost, a foolish lamb,
In the New Hell, crushed by the sham.

Only Spirit, courage, and the fight
Can lift you upward, into Light.
Through Hell, through chaos, through endless pain,
Go or Die — your path to gain.



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The Population of the Earth

Three quarters rotten, mindless, blind,
Among the fools, the wise you’ll find.
Madness reigns, the vile control,
Yet Spirit’s spark can free the soul.

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Three-quarters rotten, fools without heart,
Among the bribed and insane, the wise stand apart.
Don’t complain of attacks — this is the norm,
CowID and fools fuel the storm.

When rashism invades the land,
The depth of fall is clearly at hand.
Madness reigns, not drunken haze,
The Earth trembles beneath the vile’s gaze.

The vile rule, the fools obey,
Softly spreading lies each day.
Beneath the vile, only scum remain,
Outdone by shadows, Hitler’s reign.

The layer of wisdom is dangerously thin,
Soon Reason will be cast from within.
A global digital camp is built with scum,
Where healing waits for the minds gone numb.

The foolish grow with each dull day,
Strongholds of fascist power in every way.
CowID will burn in the fire of truth,
The lesson harsh, uncovers their youth.

The world now war, for fools “delight,”
In camps they learn wrong from right.
Disasters ahead, the path is clear,
Transforming the world into nothing, my dear.

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O Earth, enslaved by fools and lies,
Yet the Spirit sees through all disguise.
Though madness spreads, the vile command,
The few who awaken will take a stand.

Through chaos, through tyranny, through the endless night,
The sparks of Reason will ignite the fight.
Fools may dominate, but Light shall persist,
And from the shadows, the free shall exist.



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True Values

True Spirit shines, the rest is dust,
In fools and liars place no trust.
Seek the Mind, the Soul, the Core,
All else decays, is false, is poor.

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A pre-flood machine of degraded aims,
Hence fascism spreads, and people seem like frames.
Blood and flesh matter not at all,
Without pure Spirit, you’re just a stain, small.

Pure Mind and Spirit, treasure rare,
Unknown to fools, beyond their snare.
The degraded cut the ear with lies,
Filling the world with noise and cries.

If near a fool, step aside with haste,
Or fortune leaves you, lost in waste.
Stupidity is sin, a blight, a disease,
In a world of degradation, it thrives with ease.

Seek the wisdom of giants bright,
The truly wise, in books or sight.
If in Hell your courage wanes,
Caution alone cannot break the chains.

Fight to the end — the Soul you save,
The scoundrel’s air is all you’ll wave.
The pre-flood machine of degraded strife,
Leads to a world kneeling before vile life.

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O Spirit, know what’s truly dear,
Beyond the lies, beyond the fear.
Pure Mind, Pure Spirit — the light remains,
All else is darkness, decay, and chains.

Stand against the herd, the degraded throng,
The battle is long, the fight is strong.
For those who keep the inner flame,
The world shall rise, and bear their name.



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Foundations

Forget the Roots, and all is lost,
Lies reign supreme, a heavy cost.
Seek the Light, restore the core,
Chains will fall, and Spirit soar.

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The slander of efforts, lost in Foundations,
Ugliness and weakness mark the generations.
Forget the Basics — stupidity will reign,
And lies and violence will seize the domain.

Restore the Basics — illuminate your soul,
The answer to evil, the path to whole.
Don’t lie to others, nor to yourself,
For lies drown all, and steal your wealth.

The Spirit within, the intellect pure,
Serve as guides to help endure.
The crowd of lies — the torrent of deceit,
Is the root of all the world’s defeat.

War is waged by lies alone,
Fascism thrives, the seeds are sown.
Dreams and madness fill the mind,
All books poisoned, the truth confined.

Seek within — the Basics, the Light,
Throw off the chains, reclaim your might.
The slander of effort, lost in the Foundations,
Drowns you in falsehood and the vilest nations.

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O seeker, hold the Roots in sight,
In Light and Spirit lies your might.
Through chaos, lies, and broken chains,
The Foundations rise, and truth remains.



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The Cycle of Rot in Nature

Rot cycles in a world of lies,
Fools and scum control the skies.
Yet Spirit’s spark, though rare and small,
Survives the madness, outshines all.

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Insane regime —
A theme everywhere, extreme.
Pressure comes from creatures vile,
And politics obey that guile.

The scum dictates their every move,
CowID shows the proof.
Clowns and thieves in every hall,
Politicians, measureless in thrall.

Betrayal reigns without a trace,
Madness spreads across the space.
Lies and fraud, a ceaseless tide,
Their endless frenzy cannot hide.

Feed the world with nonsense spun,
And you will find yourself undone.
Reason leaves but faintest mark,
For scum’s influence grips the dark.

No nations left — just heaps of rot,
Decades’ waste, corruption’s plot.
All positions surrendered in time,
The world approaches the end of the line.

Rot will burn, ash will fly,
To Satan, it’s like a god on high.
If you serve, be ready to pay,
The Supreme Mind won’t let it stay.

The sold-out Hell will burn entire,
Shame, decay, and rot in fire.
Living corpses fill the streets,
Few preserve Spirit — that repeats.

The world is buried, yet anew,
A world will rise, yet evil too.
If governed by corruption’s hand,
The new will falter, won’t withstand.

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O Spirit, through rot and lies,
The few who stand will claim the skies.
Though madness spreads, the vile hold sway,
The light endures, it finds its way.

Through cycles of decay and shame,
The pure ignite a lasting flame.
Rot comes and goes, yet truth remains,
And Spirit rises, breaks the chains.



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Laws of Total Lies

Total lies command the land,
Honest hearts can’t take a stand.
Fools obey, the scum delight,
Darkness reigns, suppressing light.

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Strict laws govern total lies:
Honest souls face endless ties.
Serve only Darkness, nothing more,
The pure are blocked, behind the door.

In Google’s realm, only nonsense thrives,
Vile and cheap for empty lives.
On YouTube too, CowID shows,
Where censorship cuts, and only “SPREAD” grows.

Other tricks can top the charts,
If fascism infects all hearts.
Soon even innocent small cries
Will be banned, erased from eyes.

The creatures dream to make all beasts,
And in that aim, they’ve had their feasts.
Honesty and reason melt away,
For everywhere is Bedlam’s sway.

The global Bedlam is on display,
Cowardly idiots lead the fray.
Vulnerable, they’ll die by lies,
Yet eager, to toil, obey, and rise.

The hapless fool takes the first step,
Into a world where livestock prep.
Few minds remain to fight the sting
Of propaganda’s poisonous wing.

Resistance fades, it grows too weak,
Fascism stronger, no voice to speak.
If you’ve grown used, the end is nigh —
Over this wretched world, shadows fly.

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O Reason, fight the tyrant’s sway,
Do not let lies consume the day.
Though fools and scum surround the land,
The Mind that wakes can make a stand.

Through total lies, the dark prevails,
Yet Spirit and Intellect set sails.
The world may bend, but truth survives,
And few, yet strong, will keep it alive.