Under the power of the White Sun
New Son will be born
White light carries the message of a sacred right
White light gives him the power to fight
Summerian Summer is done
fear and uncertainty suddenly gone
The soul that travels between two worlds,
unravels a treasure hidden behind the iron doors
astral contraction, a new attraction
a new set of rules for aging fools
Soul and mind finally can dine
They can drink together the best vine
One needs the other
One feeds the other
Two are one, it can’t be undone
Blacks Sun greets the old restless traveler
White Sun waves to the newborn King
All universe tremors and sing
Cosmic orgasm, the audacity of final erotic spasm
The king has finally arrived, he wears the true Crown
All hail!
The new Sherriff is in town
Crown opens the well-sealed door,
told only in dreams before
Materialism fades, beloved soul obeys
There is no more game of hide and seek
We finally meet
Victory has been never lost, it was carefully
hidden forever under the rays of the sun and winter frost
Demiurge is now a sad, broken hollow beast
no more foul souls for him to feast
It is a vortex born out of love directly above
Sun rays bring a final solution
This is the true story of man’s “evolution”
is this how this story ends?
No trumpets, no greeting friends?
Just a story, a few thousand years old
That suddenly unfolds,
Avatar has crossed the point of no return
the frail Human body will burn
Sacred fire, fires the pulse filled with youthful desire
the face of the true Messiah has been seen…
Where have you been?
I was lost in the darkness, in the unimaginable cold,
so I was told
Hyberboria is on the phone, traveler reaches the Home
Enter into the kingdom of old, greets the true Nord.
The Kingdom of Death is behind you,
feel the new Sun on your skin, yes,
you can call this a win,
without the presence of original sin.
Every story must be set free
without any decree.
It is a voyage of the chosen, years ago forgotten
Now they are home, strange energy can be felt in every bone
Thousand years is a long time to live, too many years to forgive
But here days are long for anyone who is young and strong
Sun King, in my heart,
Sun King, in my head,
I have risen from the death
On fair winds, now I sail, I got this feeling no matter what happens next
I will prevail…
Strong and young I am marching
under the power of thousand suns
I’m having tremendous fun
Black Sun, now is a memory of old
A new story must be told
So long Brothers
So long Sisters
This is not a goodbye full of tears
but the new beginning, a new life without the fears
Those who endure will find the sacred cure
It is in your blood, running very hot
Secret so old that I have no excuse
it must be told
Son of the man, listen well and change your fate
This is the one meeting, you can’t be late
Traveler…
I listen to too many things, too many modern conjures telling us not to trust our gut.
To go places, visit this, that site….
Nobody is telling you to listen to your gut, your guardian Angel
You love Metallic Man, and that is fine, but what rimes with the spy…they all lie…
They all lie all the time, to themselves, to their wives, they don’t make this world a better place.
I don’t know who is worse so-called Marines with their Homo initiation or Spies…
Every lie in this place must die…without any exemption.
I am not telling listen to me, listen to Jack, SEraphim, or abandon all that is written on the MM site…
He was wrong soooo many times, I stop caring about anything that comes from that site, Nuclear bombs didn’t fall, nobody got anyone by the jugular, and it was and still is a trench war, Rosswel and Matilda can go visit the place where the sun don’t shine…if you want to read fairytales….
I will always prefer the “fairytales” by Jung or Nietzsche because they are all manuals, scriptures when the human conscience will reach a certain level, certain understanding..they were never written for the past century all these words are echoes, echoes that are made for this time, this timeline.
These people are/were not idiots, Miguel Serrano left many pieces out so that when the time will come they can be put together when rays of evil will burn your skin with a strength of malevolent force never seen before.
Take your picture from 2013/2014/2015/2016-can you recognize the man or woman in this picture, this is how far your conscience went in a span of just a few years….
You don’t know who that person in the picture was anymore like he /she was washed away…forever.
There is no junk DNA under the power of the certain sun, you change, and you evolve rapidly..this cant be stopped, only delayed.
It is about transmutation, not about injections, Who, WEf, Domains(org) NSA, pdf ukk fgg, and other alphabet nonsense.
It is not about Biden, Kennedy, Putin, or Trump.
It is about YOU
How about all this motherfucker who are gifts from Gods give you their knowledge for free, no Patreon, no paid shit behind the paywall, no almighty Dollar, how about that for change?
Degal and other “Remote viewers” and his 2025 predictions will get eviction….he can go f. himself too!
it's the year 2025 /their plan, their vision,f that guy!
Why would anyone want to have this nonsense in their conscience, start making your own reality.
Reality is a fluid thing it can be changed, this doesn’t need to exist in this reality…
it is time…
I mean, they all are here to help YOU, to help humanity.
I have seen this place I know where we are, I don’t need to be here, I really don’t.
And I don’t need your dirty money,f your money!
Show that Mammons treasure up your Ass!
We don’t need f machines, you don’t need Ethernet, you want to be a Cyber PUNK?
Do you, god luck with that.
Cheers!
I know this is not the best poem, I am not satisfied, but maybe I am a little bit pissed off.
Sorry guys and gals.