Deep within the constitution of the soul, there waits a very presense so profound
So dark and terrible, the instability of human nature to define the very purpose of existance
Existance is but yet the sad dream of the humanistic reality that has befell the world
Drowned in smog, death is only imminant to the sad, yet strange world that hosts humanity
While Man is arrogant within this sphere he only borrows, a proportion of that is feminine.
As man is only a mutation, an abomination to the world, of the original woman.
The opposite sex of the adopted rulers of the world did indeed birth them.
Existance as we know it would not have commenced without abominations.
Abominations must continue to surface from the depths of hell for the star society to continue.
While we fight everything that differes from ourselves, we must one day submit.
Do not postpone the inevitable that MUST become of us
Death is imminant, and we must not fight the gods of fate.
When fate is disrupted, reality is disrupted.
And as we all know,
Reality is just a nightmare
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