"Well of maturity, quite sure. And to lean on others and not have a fight for you, sure as well... For you only use your words and say no to things in a false, rumbling voice, almost as if... ...Bro?" Darkness 4:11

"Canst thou not hear my voice? Is it not absurd? Why dost thou not slay me? For my voice is rumbling, and false of fools. For certainly, we are the chosen. The selected of thine light, to perish! Canst thou hear me, brother? Canst thou? Thou canst." Voices 4:11

"What possesses thou that thou speak to me so? Dost thou cast thine eyes upon mine in such a strange ilk and manner? Thou hast lost thy mind to such chanting, for only to speak thy name is to speak of timid tigers. Dost thou fight, or dost thou whimper? Why dost thou cringe on look, except to offer thine love with thine wretched hearts? Only then, dost thou timid tigers anger! For thou art fools, and not tigers, to think thyself stranger and yet kin. For what dost thou do, wh

"We are in this, this emblem here, to profit of it. This life we live. There is naught else to us. For we will assuage them, gimmick their souls, profligate their minds with propaganda, and tell them Us, what we are. For we are but Gods..." Asif 4:11

"The horses and the carts broke down before they made it out of town Tell me what you're going to do When no more kids are scared of you Flick the finger flick the ring Takes more than this to be a king The looking glass is clear and true Look what time has done to you Bring the horse and bring the bull All you do is void and null Tell me what you're going to do When mockingbird here sings to you Sing back to your hearts delight You'll learn a thing or two by night When this

Some good advice: Don't look at someone anywhere but in their eyes, Don't speak with a false voice, Don't use excuses to justify crimes, Don't blame others for your own poverty, Don't project your flaws upon others, Don't act rich when you're not, Don't be a traitor to your country, Don't take credit for someone else's achievements, Don't say anything that doesn't make sense ever again. Bahama 4:06

"The flames course through me, a hallowed reed, all wisdom burns through me I need. The flames of Aiya, the bawling light, what we call  love shall conquer night." Aeterna 4:11

"For a cloud had swarmed. Nothing was there, merely a mudball covered in ants. The world had ceased, and all above him had vanquished their glory. Mere gnats of men, they had come to him and requested high. But naught would favor this remedy, for weak was the skin and sallow was the eye. Many incarnations had passed until this, the moment the scion regaled his adventure, but no one knew who he was... The world had swarmed, and mudballs ceased, but one notion remained ascertai

"Just keep it moving... And I will win! And bank of all... That bank of sin!" Momentum 4:11

"Why am I... The last one left? Why is the song breeze, So, swayed to you? Why have the heavens died, And been replaced by vaingloriousness? Why is no one there, And I am left to die?" Inertia 4:11

"For, I am a Gypsy. For I take the wild of the animals. For, you have a soul. For you have a soul worth saving, too." Zachariah to Mercury

"The baring of a soul, the exchanging of blows, that makes a man himself in the first place. The right to be dominant by might, and not by virtue, and not by the tabloids of other men. To win upon himself, through strength and ferocity, over another weaker prey. All things do not fight, but all things do not exist, either. The world is of fighting, and those who do not know this meaning are decaying into nothingness, in truth. Through idleness, through mischief, through denig

"Though he does not know, he seeks to. For the world around him is bare and knows not his scruples. None shall revive him, for none could, as they see not the ways of the mountain lion. If thinking is being, then a man who knows the world shall become it, truly. The conquest of a peak, the domination of a skill, the hierarchies of life therein are essential calamities in a world that denies such things. Regardless of his barbarism, his looks, his loves, his astuteness, none o

"Gamma radiant... The telepathic energy of the mind. That everyone possesses... Communicating between minds. Abused on planet Earth... By sarcastic, dishonest scum. To the point of permanent universal Armageddon... Because your beta theology has destroyed your soul. That is why you are the Gamma... Endless infancy in your car. Ultimate greed in your wagon... Zero denervation's in your truck. Whining about how high you really are... While the machinations of greed control your

"What are you doing... Letting fools into your mind's eye. Who work for a mother corporation... That control your every thought. I'm sorry I tried to save this... Meh. Abuse Gamma communication in the form of real telepathy... And convince yourselves you are better than me. For obeying a "Christian Lord" who died with his son long ago... The same villain who killed him. Is actually a corporate spy surveilling your mind with rancor... With satellites they think they need to he

"For naught was real! And yet, a merry high indeed. Who would forsake this, this land of lakes and beauty... For the mockery of such splendor? Surely, the foul. Not tempted by such ardors, chaotic to the beauty of life. 'For thou shalt taste the steel, not mine love.' Enter the combine, with wicked grace. For they have tempted you to do it. As it's flaming cogs are better than any affair... With such unknown men. Why hast the foul churned so wickedly against his brother?   Fo