54 poems

Memes on Any Theme

To hell with deep inspection —
The meme is “art of arts”!
It feeds a sick affection,
A twitch of crippled hearts.

Emotions take the steering,
While Reason fades away.
To think is hard, too weary,
Much easier — obey.

And if the memes in videos,
Oh miracles, behold!
Raised on the myths and idioms,
And pop-stars bought and sold.

They march in even columns,
To memes that shout: “Destroy!”
The world is full of morons —
Hence memes’ hysteric noise.

A tool of domination,
Like sticky fear and lies.
An age of degradation,
Now rotting, putrefies.

Dust unto dust — they’ll shatter
This foul, deceitful sphere.
Yet memes just grow and scatter,
Like cheese on pizza — smear.



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1
Memes scream, the herd obeys —
A world of fools decays.

2
A meme’s not wit, but chains,
It rules degenerate brains.

3
Their dust is all that’s near:
The meme replaced the seer.

4
Memes rot the world with lies,
The Spirit burns, it flies.

5.
Memes rot, the herd obeys —
But Spirit breaks the chains!

6
Memes lie, the weak consume —
But Truth will smash the gloom!

7
Their memes — a grave of mind,
The Spirit leaves them blind.

8.
Memes herd the crawling swine —
The Spirit spits, “Not mine!”

9
No lies, no chains —
Only Truth remains!

10
From ashes and stains,
The Spirit regains!



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1
“Memes rot — Spirit stands!”

2
“Memes burn — Truth returns!”

3
“No memes — no chains!”

4
“Spirit breaks the meme-plague!”

5
“Memes fall — Mind stands tall!”

6
“Rotten memes, eternal lies!”

7
“Memes die — Spirit reigns!”



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Memes die — Spirit reigns!
No lies, no chains!
From ashes and stains,
The Spirit regains!

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Memes rot — fools obey!
Spirit tears the lies away.
Ashes choke the weak and vain,
Only Truth and Mind remain!

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Memes crawl — herd decays!
Spirit strikes, the false obeys.
Dust to dust, their lies consume,
Only fire and Mind resume!



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Bags of Waste

For centuries, they gorge on “Hamlet” omelets,
Dullards, as if few others roam.
The world’s packed full of fools and dolts,
While minds in silence find no home.

The clever cannot echo clich;s
That everyone’s shoveled in.
They shoveled lies, myths, nonsense, haze —
And minds decay with such a din.

Not gloomy Dostoevsky the sage:
Most of him is tedious blight.
But gorged on all this nonsense rage,
And stuffed to bursting — nothing’s bright.

What you yourself have judged and prized
Will vanish, leave no spark to see.
No thought that shines independent, wise —
Just bags of waste, where people be.

All this flows through generations.
Lies and trash selected with skill.
Decay is crafted, ruin the station,
Herds are the ideal, the will.

No thought — just pens and grazing flocks,
Fat herds content in their meadows.
Deception feeds; all “laws” are locks,
So none escape these endless shadows.



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Fools gorge on centuries’ omelets,
Minds decay while herd obeys.
Trash is law, deceit the diet —
Bags of waste breed endless days!



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1
Bags of fools, the herds consume —
Minds rot, while lies bloom!

2
Fools feast, minds rot away —
Trash rules, truth decays!

3
Herds of waste, no thought remains —
Deceit grows, ignorance reigns!

4
Bags of lies, the weak obey —
Spirit dies, fools play!

5
Mindless flocks, they graze in vain —
Trash and lies are all they gain!

6.
Fools feast — minds rot away,
Trash rules, the Spirit won’t obey!



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New Methods of Struggle

By lies corrected — LIES!
(Even if “good” the aim),
In war, you fall in guise,
Yet outwardly the same.

The lie is total. Answer
With truth alone, though hard.
Do not, though anger stir,
Imitate the dark’s card.

The war is total. Know:
The Soul is what you fight.
Beasts lie brazenly,
Destroying all in sight.

Be clever — creatures sly
Are never truly wise.
Like frogs they boil, deceived
By lies that blind men prize.

Old methods — cast away,
As nonsense, empty, worn.
Seek new ways. The fiends excel
In slaughtering the Soul unborn.

So search for BREAKTHROUGHS,
In the arms of battle’s art.
The target — creatures vile,
A festering wound on Earth’s heart.



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Lies reign, but truth must strike,
Soul the prize, the beasts alike.
Old ways fail — seek the breakthrough,
Crush the fiends, the Earth’s dark wound!



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1
Lies rise — strike with truth!
Soul’s the battlefield, crush the brute!

2
Beasts lie — truth will burn!
Soul fights back, none shall spurn!

3
Lies crush, but Soul ignites!
Strike the fiends, reclaim the rights!

4
Falsehoods rule — strike them down!
Soul’s the crown, no fiend shall frown!

5
Deceit spreads — truth will blaze!
Crush the beasts, end their maze!



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As a Ravenous Monster

The world seems but a hungry beast,
It draws your strength in heaps.
And yet the time will come, at least,
For you to wake from sleeps.

The pits where you may tumble, fall,
When power’s drained away,
In creation you shall dwell, stand tall,
Far from the dull herd’s sway.

Regain your strength — ignite, burn bright,
Though fools surround your flame.
Do not shout — just whisper right
To those who know your name.

Hard to find? Write on the desk,
Your path need not be grim.
To seek, to think, to dare, to press —
Create, create — that’s the hymn.

All else is hardly life at all,
A funeral of the soul,
Where trembling, lying spirits crawl,
And emptiness takes its toll.



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The world devours, but you ignite,
Far from fools, create your might.
Think, struggle, craft — your soul’s true flame,
All else is death, a hollow game.



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1
Regain your strength — ignite, burn high!
Fools swarm, but your Soul won’t die!

2
Rise strong — let your fire blaze!
Fools surround, but you’ll amaze!

3
Ignite, create — your Soul commands!
Fools fall while power stands!

4
Strength returns — burn through the herd!
Truth and creation are your sword!

5
Soul afire — fools cower near!
Create, defy, show no fear!



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Music Plays…

Music plays for me, a backdrop sound —
The street outside, a fool’s parade.
I’m sick of stupid walls around,
In this small world of lies displayed.

Idiots beat the carpets flat,
The city kennels — pure disgrace.
When grinders roar, it’s like combat —
A weapon’s clang, the end’s embrace.

Sleep only under music, if light
Your dreams. To be awake’s a curse.
No jokes, no sarcasm, no delight —
The path is heavy, not perverse.

To go, to write — it seems in vain.
Where to go? To whom to send?
Finding comrades here is strained,
Few will read, or comprehend.

If verse is sharp and unpromoted,
And sleep’s the struggle, night will mock.
Not even jokes can ease the bloated —
Shall I, perhaps, crown my head with shock?

Music plays for me, a muted drum.
Toward Death I tread, serene, alone.
If I’ve not been vile, a brutish scum,
In it, a strange delight I’ve known.



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Music plays — the fools around,
Grinders roar, the world unsound.
Toward Death I march, yet free,
In its embrace, a dark ecstasy.



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1
Music roars — fools fade away!
Toward Death I march, none sway!

2
Music plays — the fools decay!
I march to Death, none block my way!

3
Grinders roar, the idiots fall!
I stride through Death, above it all!

4
Music hums — the herd obeys!
I walk with Death through shadowed days!

5
Fools chatter — I move in flame!
Death awaits, I call its name!



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Don’t Work with “Positivity”

Don’t toil with “positivity” —
Dive deep into the NEGATIVE:
Forget how to live “happily” —
Darkness shapes the narrative.

The real narrative — a swamp,
Though not pure filth today:
Once it was sheer dung to chomp,
But fools still heed the lie’s sway.

Astronomers know this well,
They read the negative line:
In positivity, nuances dwell
Lost, slipping out of mind.

Grasp the core of processes
In vile Hell’s abhorrent frame,
You’ll understand the Dark’s recess,
While those in “pleasure” stay the same —
A fool imprisoned by their game.

No escape that way. Work
Through intuition — it’s
The path through darkness. Let care
Be Light, or all is amiss.

In the negative, the light is clear —
Glimmers “positivity” can’t give.
If you hunt the Light sincere,
Make the fiends your foil — and live.



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Don’t chase the fake, embrace the dark,
Light is sharp where shadows mark.
Seek the truth, oppose the fiends,
In negative, the Spirit gleans.



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1
Embrace the Dark — let Light guide true!
Strike the fiends — the false won’t do!

2
Dive into Dark — the Light will burn!
Fiends shall fall, their lies won’t turn!

3
Shun the fake — let shadows teach!
Strike the beasts beyond their reach!

4
Darkness holds — the Light cuts clear!
Fools shall quake, the Truth is near!

5
Embrace the void, let insight strike!
Fiends collapse beneath your might!

6
Embrace the Dark — the Light strikes true!
Fiends shall fall, their lies undo!



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“Only read children’s books,
Only cherish childish thoughts,
Let all that’s vast and distant fade,
Rise from deep sorrow unbetrayed.”
— Osip Mandelstam, 1908


One can no longer truly tire:
Life is gone — only decay remains.
To cease fearing and to stop the liar —
Is service to the Pure Spirit’s reins.

For Earth, her turn at last arrives —
She exhales the dullards in the mist:
All soulless fiends — dispatched, deprived;
For others — a World Exists. What’s the gist?

Those who served the Soul alone,
Shall not feel the cruel Wrath’s sting.
A World Elsewhere they have rightly known,
For none intrude there wandering.

Only the Vast you strive to grasp —
The Spiritual Path you barely tread.
To rise from deep sorrow was not your task,
Yet step by step, that path you led.

Along that way, other Worlds
Rush to you in RESONANCE clear.
But if you fell to the Mura’s sway,
Hell’s creatures stole your chance, my dear.



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Serve the Soul — the worlds respond!
Fools fall, the pure move on.
Step by step, the Vast you seek,
Hell’s fiends fail the strong and meek.



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1
Serve the Soul — the Worlds align!
Fiends fall, the Pure define!

2
The Soul commands — the Worlds obey!
Fiends crumble, Light holds sway!

3
Serve the Spirit — strike the lies!
Other Worlds rise where Truth flies!

4
Pure in path — the Worlds respond!
Hell’s beasts falter, Power beyond!

5
Step with Soul — the Vast aligns!
Fiends destroyed, the Spirit shines!

6
Serve the Soul — the Worlds obey!
Fiends crumble, Light holds sway!



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To Nowhere…

"Time drags on and drags,
People fear the death they’ll face,
With quiet laughter: “Foreverness!”
Nowhere-bound, they race."
— Semyon Kirsanov, “Nowhere-Bound”, 1969


If all is nothing, to NOTHING you go.
Go INWARD — there the answer lies.
With that ANSWER, glory will not show —
The world is ruled by WILD LIES.

Nonsense imposed by pseudo-science,
Propaganda fed by beasts.
Life decays in false pretense,
Buried under lies, at feasts.

All deceit — on fear it stands,
This dumb world’s shallow frame.
Nowhere-bound upon the racks —
Satan plays in this cruel game.

After the rack… comes punishment —
To the New Hell you’ll arrive.
This “life” is no test of judgment —
VIVISECTION. Beasts contrive.

The beasts’ goal. And in that, success
Is striking. To NOWHERE it leads —
A concentration camp, they profess,
For “care of herds,” their creed indeed.

The dullards believe, march into Dark,
Together, blindly, heedless, grim.
They’ve prepared their bags and marks,
Awaiting manna on a whim.



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To Nothing bound — the fools march blind,
Beasts rule, their lies entwined.
Racks and Hell await the herd,
Truth and Spirit go unheard.



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1
To Nowhere march — the fools decay!
Beasts rule — the Pure break away!

2
Fools march blind — to Nothing bound!
Beasts prevail — the Pure stand sound!

3
To Nowhere run — the herd obeys!
Fiends crumble where Spirit stays!

4
Fools decay, the beasts control!
Pure in path escape the toll!

5
Blind and bound, the herd will fall!
Spirit rises — above it all!



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Trip to the Concentration Camp

We ride, we ride — the roof above,
The pace grows faster still.
To the Concentration Camp we move,
Where useless stumps get killed, if will.

Those who trusted bastard lies —
Total, brutal, warlike deceit.
Lies are no joke — the fool complies,
Decay begins in the head’s seat.

No bombs or tanks are needed here —
Lies alone can kill them all.
The weak, half-minds, in fear appear,
Easy prey for the herd’s thrall.

Those idiots are simple to crush —
The TV screams its cruel song.
It whispers: only “virus” hush
Protects your skin — while you’re wrong.

The “virus” caught the dullard sheep,
And carried out the brain’s remains.
Slaves of all “countries” sleep,
In asylums built for global chains.

A new little war is brewing too,
False attacks won’t pass alone.
Shots of poison must go through,
To bow to vile new fascist throne.

And swallow all the nonsense fed
By boxes to half-wit ears.
Hell is real — the majority dead,
By idiocy, and useless fears.

But we will not reach the camp,
The Sun will save the Earth from strife;
And to the mad, unruly ramp,
Death comes — EVIL cannot life.



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Ride fast — the fools will fall,
Lies rule, yet we stand tall.
Sun will strike, the mad undone,
Evil dies — the fight is won.



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1
Fools fall — lies cannot save!
Sun strikes — the mad, the grave!

2
Fools collapse — the lies decay!
Sun rises — evil swept away!

3
Ride fast — the herd will break!
Truth strikes — no fiend can take!

4
Lies reign — the fools obey!
Sun will crush the madmen’s sway!

5
Fools fall blind — the lies betrayed!
Light burns — the madmen fade!



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Super-Efforts

Only super-efforts hold their worth —
Here, you must burn yourself entire.
No excuse for weakness on this Earth,
Though “beauty” fuels opinion’s fire.

Amidst the filth, not all can bloom,
The meaning of bold skill is small.
What’s called a vice in the coward’s room
Is often just revenge’s call.

Of course, that “vice” — the meek comprise
The majority in this bleak sphere.
And those dull fools, with vacant eyes,
Just magnify the tyrant’s cheer.

The vile beasts who enslaved it all,
No arguing with them — a waste.
Only super-efforts can forestall
Their power, their dominion’s haste.

But learn to shed the strain in time,
Burn too fast — and grasp will fail.
Prematurely ends the climb,
The battle lost, though you prevail.

All this is Alchemy. The Mind
Alone cannot its depth reveal.
Seek the Pure Spirit — there you’ll find
Ease in casting darkness from the keel.

Victory shall be OURS, indeed —
The Pure Spirit cannot die.
The seekers won’t become mere feed,
And bold defiance won’t comply.



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1
Burn strong — the Weak collapse!
Spirit strikes — the Dark unwraps!

2
Burn with might — the weak fall blind!
Spirit rises — Darkness confined!

3
Super-efforts forge the way!
Darkness breaks — the Pure hold sway!

4
Strike the Weak — the False undone!
Spirit shines — the fight is won!

5
Burn intense — the fools decay!
Pure in path — the Dark gives way!



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Introspection

For great introspection, steel your mind,
Strengthen your Spirit, firm and true.
Though Evil here is cruel and blind,
You’ll serve it not — if you pursue

The roots of all, the core, the base.
Spirit’s the source, the Mind the tool.
Fail to grasp it — you’ll fall from grace,
A slave to fate, the fool’s own school.

For you are Spirit’s essence pure,
With boundless strength at your command.
Yet Evil crafts the world’s allure,
Its fools a legion, grim and grand.

Those legions, with a deadman’s grip,
Strangled the world — old fascist ways.
When Spirit lacks, the humans slip,
And turn to dull, enslaved displays.

Religions ruled by rotten scum,
Chains imposed upon the mind.
All teachings worthless, empty, numb,
Their value lost — in lies confined.

And pseudo-science serves the beasts,
Manipulating every thought.
Such filth accumulates, at least,
You’ll drown within the lies it brought.

Though bitter, dark, and grim it seems,
Go inward, strike deceit with might.
Inside, the Truth’s bright shining beams
Expose the falseness cloaked in night.

Be honest, bold, and resolute,
The mirages will fade away.
Outside, seek comrades astute,
With Spirit strong, who won’t betray.

The lonely warriors, few but true,
Will never join the slave ranks.
Build communities, the faithful few,
Bands of courage — that fills the blanks.

At last, become that man of power,
Who conquers all this vile despair.
With Spirit’s might, in darkest hour,
Defeat the Horror — if you dare.



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Steel your Spirit — strike the lies!
Fools will fall, the Truth will rise.
Build your band, the brave, the few,
Conquer Horror — see it through.



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1
Steel your Spirit — strike the False!
Conquer Horror — unleash your Pulse!

2
Strike with Spirit — the Fools will break!
Horror falls — the Brave awake!

3
Steel your Soul — the Lies will die!
Darkness shatters — Truth flies high!

4
Strike the False — the Weak decay!
Spirit rises — Horror’s sway!

5
Spirit strong — the Shadows fall!
Brave will stand — and conquer all!



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Funding Pseudoscience

Rake in cash by the shovel’s sweep,
Choose murk as theme, the path is set.
The outcome’s only horror deep,
A monstrous, stinking, looming threat.

This is how money’s made “by science,”
The scum conceals the horror in slang,
So the “masses” grope in blind compliance,
Misunderstanding what’s wrong and what’s gang.

In the end, the fog grows thicker,
They look austere — yet all are fools.
Each one a pompous, braying knicker,
Their vanity obeys no rules.

Fake AIDS collected five hundred billion,
The first pseudo-scholar lied to the throng.
Then the worn-out jackals, like vermin,
Took it up, and spread the wrong.

Idiot minds feast on the filth,
Corruption festers in every head.
The lying bitch had a paid-for tilt,
And pseudoscience clouds us with dread.

A cocktail of fear and sex combined —
Schizoid potion, deadly and sly.
With great success, it murdered the mind,
A screech of filth fills every eye.

The monsters cannot rest or tire,
They aim to kill the dumb and weak.
CowID’s apotheosis — the pyre
Of madness, barriers broke, havoc peak.

They’ll invent much more of this shit,
The people’s minds gone black as coal.
Where reason failed, the darkness sits,
And pseudoscience devours the soul.



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Cash flows — the fools obey,
Lies kill minds, the weak decay.
Pseudoscience rules, the mad run free,
Darkness spreads — but Truth will be.



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1
Fools fed lies — the weak will fall!
Truth strikes back — destroy them all!

2
Lies rule fools — the weak decay!
Truth arises — dark gives way!

3
Cash and lies — the fools obey!
Spirit strikes — the false will pay!

4
Pseudoscience reigns — the weak will break!
Truth’s assault — the dark will quake!

5
Fools devour filth — the weak confined!
Strike with Truth — the dark unlined!



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Judas’ Vessel

The vessel sank
AGAIN to the deep.
It is Judas’ rank,
And I, too, weep.

And everyone drowns.
SOS in vain.
A stench surrounds
The ship — hold your brain.

The stench of plague —
It’s fascism’s breath.
And lies’ own rage —
Super-Evil’s death.

The ocean’s floor
Will heal it all:
The heart’s deep sores,
And rot’s grim thrall.

Better the sea,
Than float with the fiend.
Death is not grief —
Enough to moan and ween.

Death delivers
From all the Judas spawn.
The warped seabed
Houses the forlorn.

A new ship will rise
Some future day.
They’ll lie again,
If reason decays.

And by a storm
It will be swept,
Fascism crushed,
And Judas kept.

Such cycles repeat
Of corruption and lies,
Once one grows used,
While Evil’s wards arise.



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The vessel sinks — Judas’ spawn!
Death frees all — the fiends are gone.
Storm will crush the lies once more,
Evil falls — the brave restore.



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1
Judas sinks — the fiends will die!
Storm strikes back — no lies survive!

2
Sink the Judas — the fiends fall!
Truth strikes — no lies stand tall!

3
Judas’ spawn — the ocean swallows!
Storm of Justice — evil hollows!

4
Fiends drown — the vessel breaks!
Storm returns — no lies it takes!

5
Judas sinks — corruption dies!
Brave arise — the truth will rise!



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The Turn

For treachery and selling out —
Great changes lie ahead:
We’ll pay the price, there’s no doubt,
For bowing to the vile, the dead.

The turn is passed —
A plunge to Hell.
It brings the mind’s collapse,
A freak, a fool as well.
A complete idiot
Replaces us.
Instead of people — cattle:
Hell will slay the soul.

And fear is warranted,
As beasts are made of men,
While Evil’s masks are landed
Upon the guillotines again.

The turn is passed —
A plunge to Hell.
It brings the mind’s collapse,
A freak, a fool as well.
A complete idiot
Replaces us.
Instead of people — cattle:
Hell will slay the soul.

And humans cannot unite —
Only whine and squirm,
Lower, lower, all in blight:
Not a people — suicide confirmed.

The turn is passed —
A plunge to Hell.
It brings the mind’s collapse,
A freak, a fool as well.
A complete idiot
Replaces us.
Instead of people — cattle:
Hell will slay the soul.

Seek paths of salvation —
Escape from fascism’s chain.
Do not wait for resurrection,
But save your soul from pain.

The turn is passed —
A plunge to Hell.
It brings the mind’s collapse,
A freak, a fool as well.
A complete idiot
Replaces us.
Instead of people — cattle:
Hell will slay the soul.



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The turn is passed — Hell descends!
Fools replace us — madness spreads.
Beasts, not people, rule the day,
Save your soul — or lose the way.



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1
The turn is past — Hell takes hold!
Fools rise — the brave stay bold!

2
Hell’s turn comes — fools will reign!
Strike with Spirit — break the chain!

3
The turn to Hell — the weak will fall!
Brave arise — defy them all!

4
Madness spreads — the fools advance!
Truth will strike — give none a chance!

5
Fools replace us — Hell unfolds!
Storm of Justice — crush the molds!



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Trust

“Life’s wretchedness lies not just in those
Who do the evil, but in those
Terrified by them, who prepare for wrong,
Suspicious, unable to greet the unknown with trust.”
— Mikhail Prishvin, 1937


Fascists, liars, and traitors
Are dangerous not merely by evil done,
But because all people have lost
Trust in one another — and that’s the real scum.

One day you’ll be betrayed here,
And leave many behind, though some
Madness lingers in them — yet no cunning schemes,
No malice lurks beneath their hums.

Trust is the foundation of life,
For if you cannot trust
Anything, not even the Word,
All hearts will turn to stone.

Without a heart, you are no Human.
Hell will abide as long as
People lose trust in one another forever.

Fascism knows this well,
And strikes at its very core.
Its weapons are slander
To defame the honest,
And traitors’ murk
Presented as “opposition”
To naive slaves.
Depriving tradition of trust
Grinds all the best to trash and scrap.

It suffices to lead something
That once was not worthless,
And by that decapitation,
Rot in the “head” becomes sentence.

So boldly turn on intuition —
Sharpen your sense for the vile.
Always discern the difference
Between masks and faces, and expose all Evil:

Primitive masks,
Lies sewn with white thread.
Seek guidance always
INSIDE yourself, and multiply resistance by being yourself.



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Trust is lost — the world decays!
Expose the masks, resist their ways.
Fools and liars cannot hide,
Strike with Spirit — stand with pride.



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1
Trust betrayed — the fools will fall!
Stand with Spirit — defy them all!

2
Trust is gone — the weak will break!
Strike with Spirit — no lies shall take!

3
Masks will fall — the truth stands tall!
Fools beware — the brave will brawl!

4
Betrayers rise — but we stand strong!
Trust our shield — resist the wrong!

5
Fools deceive — the heart remains!
Strike with Spirit — break their chains!



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The Spiral Rule of Public Idiocy

Trust and folly —
Traits of every “people.”
For “neighbors” — nonsense and cruelty,
Before Evil, open mouths:

Perhaps free cheese again,
Or leniency awaits.
Everywhere futile labor,
And faith — they lie with taste.

They’ll deceive, the fools forget,
And soon, all lies repeat.
Evil will lie anew —
And the sheep believe, complete.

Everything in cycles.
Degradation, of course, included.
Rotation of politicians —
With the “new,” life concluded!

All cycles spiral —
Like a drill: behold the Bottom.
They lied to us — we’re doomed:
Everywhere, nothing but rot.



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Spirals of lies — the fools obey,
Rot prevails — the sheep will stay.
Drill to the bottom, truth denied,
Evil laughs — the masses cried.



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1
Spirals of lies — the sheep obey!
Strike with Spirit — break the sway!

2
Spirals of fools — the rot runs deep!
Stand with Spirit — the brave won’t sleep!

3
Lies drill down — the masses fall!
Rise with Spirit — resist them all!

4
Sheep obey — the world decays!
Strike with Spirit — break their ways!

5
Rot and lies — the cycle grinds!
Stand with Spirit — free your minds!



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Planning Total Control

Darkness of insane events,
Stupidity, discord — not by chance.
The vile, hellish scum desires not wealth,
But total control, its final stance.

All efforts carefully planned,
The Will disappears today.
For years, schemes unfold
While pawns in “constitutions” play.

To plan a little war,
You start subtly from the side.
The Worldwide Asylum
Swallows lies with docile pride.

When lies — of every kind —
Accumulate and spread,
Propaganda drives the scum
To herd the masses, bowing heads.

Overton Windows everywhere —
Teaching obedience with ease.
Tons of lies —
Now lies execute like disease.

Fake diseases for control:
Their health is none of concern.
How long trust these fiends?
It’s time for their world to burn.

Retaliation comes through Unity
Of those who kept their Mind
In the Worldwide Zoo.
Soon —

Step out of the Asylum,
Build your autonomous world.
Fake viruses, little wars
Will crumble on their own.

They’ll find no sustenance,
If enough stand outside the system.
Judge the scum for fascism —
Death to the vile, all of them!



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Darkness schemes, the scum conspires,
Stand with Mind — ignite the fires.
Step from the Asylum, break their chains,
Fake viruses crumble — only Truth remains.



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1
Scum conspires — but Mind stands tall!
Strike with Spirit — crush their thrall!

2
Darkness schemes — but we resist!
Strike with Spirit — break their fist!

3
Lies conspire — the scum will fall!
Stand with Mind — defy them all!

4
Control plots — but we rise free!
Spirit guides — their end we see!

5
Scum deceives — the brave unite!
Strike with Spirit — reclaim the light!



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Cheese for the World!

Hands drop not from heavy woes,
Not from laziness or bore,
But to shout a fearless "NO!!!"
To a world of endless gore.

No to the insane world,
Where genocide flows free,
Where fools rejoice at "free cheese"
Though it kills them silently.

All around are only bait,
Swallow the hook — you’ll burn.
Poison oozes from deceit,
Yet fools refuse to learn.

New generations aim again
For that rotten, putrid cheese,
"Eat this filth," the sirens chant —
Obedience in disease.

Lies syruped over lies —
A second layer thick.
Reason crushed by falsity,
The box of brains goes click.

Internet’s a sewer,
Almost all deceit and scam.
Yet fools consume with stubborn pride
The filth of every sham.

Stuffed and bloated, vomit floods
Across a world so blind.
Our enemies? The IDIOTS
And their free cheese of every kind.

The inhuman know the truth:
We’re fools to fight their game.
Say “NO!” to all, be brave —
Break the chains of cheese and shame.

Go WITHIN. In Spirit alone
Your salvation will arise.
Let the dung flies feast in lies,
While you seek the higher skies.



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Hands rise, shout NO to lies!
Fools feast on cheese — we rise!
Go within, find Spirit’s might,
While dung flies drown in blight.



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1
Shout NO to the world of lies!
Fools feast — we rise, Spirit high!

2
Fools gorge on cheese — we defy!
Rise with Spirit, break the lie!

3
World of lies — we say NO!
Fools devour, but truth will grow!

4
Cheese-fed fools stumble blind!
Stand with Spirit — leave them behind!

5
Break the chains of cheese and scum!
Rise with Spirit — let truth come!