Èãîðü Âûõîâàíåö, ñòèõè: 15001-15500
Ýðóäèöèÿ
Åðóíäèò — â í¸ì Óì óáèò:
ÏÀÌßÒÜ çàìåñòèëà âñ¸.
Ëæåíàóêà ìèð äðîáèò
Íà îñêîëêè: òî äà ñ¸
Íàõâàòàë — êðîìñàåøü Äóõ
Îá Ëæè îñòðûå êðàÿ.
Åðóíäèòû â Àäå Ñëóã
Íå÷èñòè â ïî÷¸òå äëÿ
Òîãî, ÷òîá âñåì øàáëîí
Íåäîìûñëèÿ âíåäðèòü:
Íå èçãîíèøü Ìûñëè âîí —
Î÷åíü ñëîæíî ìèð ãíîáèòü.
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Ïðèîðèòåòû
Î÷åíü âàæíî áûòü ïðîäàæíûì —
Ïóòü ê "óñïåõó" è áàáëó.
Áóäåøü ÷åñòíûì è îòâàæíûì,
Íåïîäâëàñòíûì Ëæè è Çëó,
Îäèíî÷åñòâî, çàáâåíüå —
Ñàìûé ëó÷øèé òâîé óäåë,
Âåäü ïîâñþäó Ðàçëîæåíüå,
Ñòðàõ è ÒÂÀÐÅÉ áåñïðåäåë.
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Íå ïîìíèøü ÷åì, íå çíàåøü êàê,
Íî âñêîâûðíóòü Ãíèëîé Áàðäàê —
Êëîàêó Óæàñà è Âðàê —
Ñòðåìèñü, èëü ñäîõíåøü êàê ìóäàê.
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Íå íàäî ïëàêàòü è êàíþ÷èòü
Ó ìèðà ãëóïîãî áèëåò
Íà ìåñòî â øîó, ÷òî ïîëó÷øå:
Ñïåêòàêëü ñêàòèëñÿ â Ïîëíûé Áðåä.
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Îäèíî÷åñòâî-ïóñòûøêà óìíîæàåò ïóñòîòó,
Åñëè âñòðåòèòñÿ ñ ïîäîáíûì, ïîãðóæàÿñü â ìàåòó
Îòíîøåíèé è ïðåòåíçèé. Èõ íàïîëíèò òîëüêî Ñâåò,
Íî óðîäöû âûáèðàþò, â áîëüøèíñòâå, ãîëèìûé Áðåä.
Åñëè òàê, åäèíñòâà íåò, è âñëåä ðàçäðàé — íà âñ¸ îòâåò.
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Áëèçîê ê Ñóòè íà Ïóòè —
Ðÿäîì íåêîìó èäòè.
Ê "ñ÷àñòèþ" òîëïà ñòðåìèòñÿ —
Ñêîïîì â ßìå î÷óòèòñÿ.
Âûáèðàé: Ïîçíàíüå <—> "ðàäîñòü",
Âåäü â èòîãå áóäåò Ãàäîñòü,
Åñëè äàøü òû ñëàáèíó
È ñòîïîé ïîéä¸øü êî Äíó.
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Âàðèàöèè íà òåìû ïîøëûå — âîò "íàøå âñ¸":
Âñå ìû ñëåïû, ãëóïû, íåìû, à ìèðîê — Ïîçîð, Ãíèëü¸.
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Íåíóæíîñòü ìûñëè íåèçáèòîé
Îò÷¸òëèâà, êîãäà â ìèðêå
Ïðèîðèòåòîì äî Êîðûòà
Äîáðàòüñÿ ïåðâûì. Â äóðàêå
Åñòü "÷óâñòâî ëîêòÿ" — ïåðåâ¸ðòûø,
Âåäü åñëè ëîêòè ïîîñòðåé,
Òû áåñïðèíöèïíûé è óï¸ðòûé,
Ê Êîðûòó ïðèáåæèøü áûñòðåé.
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Ñëîâíî â ñêàçêå ïî óêàçêå
Ê "ñ÷àñòèþ" áðåä¸ò "íàðîä":
Ðàíüøå ìàñêè, íûíå êàñêè.
Íåëþäü ×óøü áðîñàåò â ñáðîä,
Ïîëó÷àÿ ëèøü ïîêîðíîñòü —
Âîò òàêèå "âðåìåíà".
Óâåëè÷àò ÒÂÀÐÈ âçäîðíîñòü —
È äîñòèãíåì áûñòðî Äíà.
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Èìèòàöèÿ äâèæåíèÿ â Ãèáëîì Ìåñòå
"Äîðîæíûå óêàçàòåëè ñòîÿò íà ìåñòå".
Ñòàíèñëàâ Åæè Ëåö.
Óêàçàòåëè — íà ìåñòå,
Óïðàâèòåëè — íàçàä:
Êîïîøåíüå â Ãèáëîì Ìåñòå.
À "ââåðõó" — Ðîãàòûé Ãàä.
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Âîéíà ïîëîâ.
Òû â íåé óëîâ,
Êîãäà íå ñìîòðèøü ñâûñîêà —
Ñòðàñòü îñåëîê äëÿ äóðàêà.
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The Reverse Reinforcing Power of Language
Reverse reinforcement—
The language hits:
Thus Misery strengthens,
And the abyss grows deep.
Polar opposites,
Like "good" and "evil,"
Led all the trusting minds
To OVER-splitting of consciousness.
Boundaries "strictly drawn"—
And the vile Kremlin fiend
Brings "success" to all. How trusting
Are fools!—and everything rots
From shameless twists of LIES.
Here everyone became a cheat.
A filthy lying orgy reigns—
So many breathe lies!
Even beer became… “proper”…
And labels shape the taste.
Madness runs rampant—
Three quarters of minds are dead.
Language can convey so little,
When stuffed to the brim with lies,
It annihilates
The last remnants of reason. Illusions
Fill the minds—reinforcing
Evil… And thus Hell is built.
So fascism grows stronger:
“Be like a scum.”
They carry all these "messages"
And hide very little.
The torment has reached its end—
The whole world turned to NOTHING.
Nothing instantly to nothing—on the physical
And every level will happen.
Hence the hysterical shriek
From all the "irons." Death and deformity sense it.
The agenda of scum is viral lies.
The underlying doom
Is universal. Hence they are busy
Razing the remaining brains.
In an instant, all this vomit
Of lies and violence will vanish. Hooray!
The Spirit has slain the ugly lie—
Time to clear the Space.
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Lie-Slayer
Language rots, lies rise—
Fools cheer as reason dies.
Madness reigns, the Spirit strikes,
Vomit of deceit obliterates!
Clear the Space—hell no longer hides.
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Spirit’s Strike
Lies suffocate, the mind decays,
Fools dance in the Devil’s blaze.
The Spirit shatters this rotten reign—
Truth storms in, clearing the stain.
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Wipe the Lie
Lies burn!
Fools fall!
Spirit strikes—
Clear all!
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Rage of Truth
Madness rules, lies devour,
Fools bow to the Devil’s power.
Spirit rises, shatters the night—
Void clears, and wrong takes flight.
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Lie Ends—Truth Strikes!
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Burn the Lies!
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Spirit Rises—Fools Fall!
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Clear the Rot!
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Lies Shatter, Spirit Soars!
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Void Awaits the False!
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Deceit Falls—Truth Flames!
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Clear the Darkness, Rise!
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Beyond…
Be beyond logic and schemes
Imposed long ago:
Mostly silence reigns—
Away with mental shit, let go!
They fed you nothing but filth—
Slavery of mind forever!
“It will fade by itself”—
No! That’s all lies, whatever.
Fascist order multiplies lies,
Pseudoscience, like a priest,
The evil howl from the box:
All of this drives you to the grave.
Believe not, go only Within—
There are the "laws of being,"
Only there seek the essence
And freedom from deceiving.
This is the Alchemy of Soul—
Seek the sparks, they arise
In the quiet, unclaimed by lies,
Drive away what was imposed on your eyes.
Cleansing the mind
Is your salvation.
Neither humility nor whining
Will help among the filth.
Be strong and bold, hurry
To know the "essence of things" in Hell,
Work for the saving of Soul—
Hell be damned, pay it no mind.
Hell itself will be destroyed
Very soon—justly so.
Rejoice in this—
Death won’t make you a fool.
Seek the Pure Spirit, guard it—
Life will soon dwell in Spirit.
But first, find the Center—
It is within; labor there.
The Soul, yet mentality
Covers like fog:
Almost everything drowned
In lies, a pile of wounds.
You become this pile
When Pure Spirit is not at the helm.
A terrible misfortune,
And all of it lives in the mind.
Switch on intuition—
It is the guiding thread.
And meet the Hellish murk
Without fear—it shall not be!
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Beyond the Lies
Logic dies, schemes fall—
Mental filth, cast it all!
Seek the Soul, fierce and pure,
Hell be damned, your Spirit endures.
Intuition leads—fear no more.
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Soul Strike
Lies suffocate, schemes decay,
Pure Spirit lights the way.
Hell be damned—fear no more,
Rise within, your center core.
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Rise Within—Hell Falls!
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Soul Ignites—Lies Burn!
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Spirit Rises—Fear Dies!
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Clear the Filth—Stand Tall!
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Lies Shatter, Spirit Soars!
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Void Awaits the False!
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Deceit Falls—Truth Flames!
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Clear the Darkness, Rise!
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The Manufacturers
Old manufacturers fade away—
“Robots will replace it all,” they say.
New ones arrive to take their place—
Alien scum craft oblivion’s embrace.
A vermin manufactures opinions.
The robot is not a tool, but a GOAL!
As always, “they justify it”—
So-called “scientists” trill their role.
Paid scum breed more scum,
Crowds of dull zombies, numb.
Eager to recast them into robots—
No chains needed to make them dumb.
The banner of science lies low,
Satanism spreads everywhere.
The populace dragged down below
Into bestiality, totalitarian despair.
So, go ahead, keep manufacturing,
Flood the world with lies.
Justify the new fascism—
Soon all will face the price.
They’ll answer for every crime,
All myths—the “terrible judgment.”
The sun’s fire will incinerate
Very real, as it strengthens and erupts.
Solar brilliance and emissions grow—
Universal doom approaches fast,
When three quarters are castoffs—
Death may be mercy at last.
And by axiom, soulless wretches
Will march back to hellish madhouse,
Astral filth, all sly beasts
Following after, a cursed house.
But those who saved their souls in Hell—
To the Light, to other worlds ascend.
The inhuman, who brought all ills—
To annihilation: reaping what they send.
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Hell of Machines
Old scum fades, robots rise,
Zombies march, truth dies.
Fascism grows, lies spread wide,
Souls escape—while beasts abide.
Light awaits those who survive.
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Machines and Lies
Robots reign, scum prevails,
Truth dies as folly sails.
Souls endure, beasts descend—
Hell dissolves, the Light will mend.
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Robots Fall—Souls Rise!
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Lies Burn—Light Prevails!
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Scum Falls—Souls Soar!
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Machines Crumble—Truth Lives!
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Souls Rise, Darkness Shatters!
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Void Claims the False!
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Deceit Falls—Light Flames!
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Clear the Machines, Ascend!
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The Art of Dying
Curtains, skirts, mink, and slides
Of hoarded filth—no end in sight!
“Life” from whip to… harvest tides
Of souls. The yoke, the blight.
Nothing escapes their grasp—
Like a wardrobe imposed on all.
Lies piled as total trash—
Dragging truth into the grave’s hall.
Mink-whips as the standard set,
And corruption like breathing air.
In this vile, foul-smelling net,
Only one art remains: to dare… to die.
Crucial… So die to Hell,
Embodied all around,
Or become a cowardly fiend
In fascism’s servant crowd.
But rise in Pure Spirit.
Even in life, it’s still within reach.
Spiritual life—not mere rumor,
If mind’s sieve doesn’t breach.
The scum have shredded minds
Since childhood, cutting and crushing:
They always strike where it’s tender.
If in Spirit—you remain, not rushing.
They cannot destroy you whole.
Strengthen this Spirit’s might,
To avoid being a chained mutt
In the world of slavish fright.
Born among mutts, submissive hamsters,
If reborn in Spirit—
Soon your chains will break,
And freedom’s light will inherit.
This is Alchemy. Capture moments
Of enlightenment, keep them near.
Cast out the excrement of false life—
Tear Hell apart, crystal clear!
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Rise in Spirit
Die to Hell, let chains break,
Fools bow, but you awake.
Pure Spirit lights the way,
Tear false life, cast Hell away.
Alchemy of soul—hold fast, don’t sway.
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Spirit Strike
Die to Hell, rise anew,
Chains fall, the brave pursue.
Souls ignite, false life undone,
Hell torn—Spirit’s victory won.
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Break Chains—Rise Spirit!
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Die to Hell—Live Free!
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Spirit Ignites—Chains Fall!
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Tear False Life—Rise!
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Souls Rise, Lies Shatter!
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Break the Hell, Ascend!
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False Life Burns—Spirit Soars!
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Chains Fall, Light Reigns!
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Rot to the Scrap
TV tales, pseudo-facts:
Bits of truth, a cocoon of lies.
All attacks are staged, all acts
Of fake disease—multiply the disguise.
Seek enemies in your neighbors,
Embellish, exaggerate their “gain.”
The more absurd the chatter,
The stronger the grip of power’s chain.
Fascist rule rests only on lies,
Bayonets are just the props.
It’s simple—yet fools abound,
A nation dulled, society flops.
Dumbing down the masses
Is always the main trade.
Creating monsters from humans
Is the torment they’ve made.
Inhuman hands reap the souls—
A harvest of beasts, a vile yield.
Stop listening to lies, awaken,
Rise up, don’t be deceived or sealed.
Fight the fascist scum,
Build communities—a new home
For the Wise, with Mind and Unity,
Co-creating Sodom out of the old dome.
One can destroy the world,
This is the art of victory.
Though simple in truth,
Egoists cannot grasp its clarity.
For where ego reigns,
Reason is absent, dead.
Only posturing, empty chatter,
Thin, intricate, and threadbare dread.
So if egoists prevail,
It’s time to scrap it all:
The sky will clear once more,
And rot will vanish from Gaia’s hall.
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Scrap the Rot
Ego reigns, truth dies,
Fools abound, and reason lies.
Rise, fight, reclaim the Mind,
Clear the rot that blinds mankind.
Gaia heals when lies unwind.
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Rise Against the Rot
Ego rules, lies consume,
Fools stumble in the gloom.
Souls ignite, falsehoods fall,
Clear the world—destroy it all.
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Rot Falls—Truth Rises!
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Lies Burn—Light Prevails!
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Ego Falls—Souls Soar!
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Clear the Rot—Rise!
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Souls Rise, Lies Shatter!
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Break the Rot, Ascend!
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Falsehood Burns—Spirit Soars!
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Chains Fall, Light Reigns!
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Modern Mythmaking
Modern mythmaking—
“Democracy,” “humanism,”
Tales of choice, endless fables.
“Clean slate”—where lies are scribbled, sheer idiocy.
Only in a world where idiots rule,
Do they believe in “choice”—filth
Programs fools with the “vector of desires,”
Planning centuries ahead, not just years.
Dumbing down is factory-made:
Upbringing drives into Misery, and lies
Of new myths seep into slaves’ minds so deep
Chains are needless—just multiply the lies in time.
“Democracy” shown by viral liars—
Unmasked fascism burst forth everywhere!
“Humanism” exposed the same—lies
Ripped out the last brains: idiots crucified on the “red cross.”
Free press, they say?—vile beasts
Sold openly, in bulk or alone.
The world chokes on this lying smoke,
Yet patience holds—just toss the bone on time,
And all problems are solved. Besides, fear
Binds all from childhood, for the purpose
Of mythmaking is supreme—luck itself!
The whole “free” world turned to dust—unlivable.
To live normally here is impossible—the camp stands,
Universal, nowhere to flee.
The surge of brazen lies and scary tales tripled—
With a single lie, orcs are easy to kill.
Trash is injected, little wars arranged,
Total lies have eclipsed all.
The Universal Camp now resembles an asylum—
Ever more, collective oblivion spreads.
You, Spiritual Being, rot in Hell.
Everything else here is lies or fabricated myth.
There is no ugliness worse—fiend upon fiend,
Soullessness cuts like plague—a new “typhus.”
And one disease reigns—stupidity with soullessness.
And one cure exists—universal death.
Nature is cyclical, and it will destroy
This filth: the Sun shines stronger, and Earth will echo.
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Rot of Lies
Fools rule, lies spread wide,
Soulless plague sweeps far and wide.
Crucify deceit, tear the myth apart,
Rise, Spirit, reclaim your heart.
Sun shines strong—truth will restart.
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Spirit Strike
Fools reign, lies devour,
Souls ignite, evil cowers.
Tear the myths, crush the rot,
Rise in Spirit—fear them not.
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Crush Lies—Rise Spirit!
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Lies Fall—Souls Soar!
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Rot Burns—Light Prevails!
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Destroy Myth—Rise Free!
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Souls Rise, Lies Shatter!
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Break the Rot, Ascend!
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Falsehood Burns—Spirit Soars!
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Chains Fall, Light Reigns!
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Îäóðåíèå äîñòàëî:
Ìíîãî âñÿêîãî ïðîïàëî
 í¸ì íàðîäöà. Íàïîðîòüñÿ
Íà íèê÷¸ìíîãî óðîäöà,
Òîãî õóæå, ñ íèì áîðîòüñÿ,
Òîëüêî ñèëû çðÿ òåðÿòü —
Äóõ â Êëîàêó îïóñêàòü.
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Ìàññîâèê-çàòåéíèê,
Ãëóïûé, íî "èäåéíûé",
Îïòèìèçüìó ñååò —
Òîëüêî òî óìååò.
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Óéòè â ñåáÿ
Ïðîñòàÿ æèçíü âíå ñõåì ïîäîíêîâ:
Ñîçíàíüå ñòàíåò ÷èñòî, òîíêî.
Ñòðóíà Äóøè âîñïðÿíåò — çâîíêî
Âíîâü çàçâó÷èò: ñîí Äóõà — ðåäêî...
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Î ðàçíèöå ìåæäó íåÇíàíèåì è íåÂåäåíüåì
"Íåçíàíèå — íå äîâîä. Íåâåæåñòâî — íå àðãóìåíò".
Áåíåäèêò Ñïèíîçà, XVII-ûé âåê.
Íåçíàíèå — íå äîâîä.
Íî òî íå ïðî çàêîí.
Íåâåäåíüå — Çëó ïîâîä
Ãíàòü Äóõ èç ìèðà âîí.
Íåçíàíèå â óìèøêå,
Íåâåäåíüå â Äóøå.
È íå ïîìîãóò êíèæêè
 Òîòàëüíîì ****åæå
Ïåðåìåñòèòü àêöåíòû
Ñ óìà íà ×èñòûé Äóõ.
Ñ óìîì — ãðåáè ïðîöåíòû.
À â Äóõå — âîí èç ðÿäà ñëóã
Ñèñòåìû Ðàçëîæåíüÿ.
Íåçíàíèå òîëïû —
Îñíîâà Òüìå ñëóæåíüÿ.
Íåâåäåíüå — ðàáû
Íå òîëüêî ÷ðåç îêîâû,
À â ñóùíîñòè. Âñÿ ÷åðíü
Óæå ìåðòâà — ïî-íîâîé
Èõ íå çàæå÷ü. Ïîâåðü
 ñåáÿ — èíûå âåðû
Ïîäëîãè Çëà. Èùè,
Îòðèíóâ Òüìû Õèìåðû,
Äóõ ×èñòûé. Íå âçûùè,
Êîãäà âåðí¸øüñÿ ñíîâà
 ìèðîê òîòàëüíîé ëæè —
 óìå îïÿòü îêîâû
×ðåç ÒÂÀÐÅÉ ****åæè.
Îáû÷íû âîçâðàùåíüÿ,
Âåäü î÷åíü ìàëî ñèë
 Áåäëàìå Ðàçëîæåíüÿ
Ó âñåõ, ìèðîê Çëà "ìèë"
Íåìíîãî — "âîñïèòàíèÿ"
 óìå îãðîìíûé ñëåä.
Âîçâðàò: âêëþ÷è ñîçíàíèå —
È ñíîâà Ââûñü ñêâîçü áðåä.
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Ìåðòâå÷èíà
Òüìà îêîâ
Ó ðàáîâ-
Äóðàêîâ:
Ìèð ãîòîâ!
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Ñòðàõ, ôàøèçì, ëæè øêâàë;
×åðíü òóïåé, ïîäëåé.
Àä óæå íàñòàë —
×óøü ãðîìè ñìåëåé!
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Ãíèëü — çàêîí:
Íå íàâåê!
×óøü Çëà âîí,
×åëîâåê!
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Propagandons
The beast in blind hysteria —
That’s a propagandon.
No end to lies’ bacteria,
For Reason’s dead and gone.
Banished, lost completely —
Only “isles” remain.
Honesty? Unsweetly —
Hell won’t let it reign.
Few are brave or truthful,
Rarer still survive.
Hell is not a fateful —
It is here, alive.
Darkness builds its towers,
Strangling the Soul.
Yet the herd devours
Every filthy role.
Deaf to Reason’s calling,
“Isles” of silence fade.
All around is falling,
Lice in rot parade.
Squirming in deception,
Non-humans reap the prize.
Ready for collection —
Another batch of lies.
“Viruses” and war-time,
Famine comes to feed.
All of this is your crime —
Idiots concede.
Two-thirds sunk in madness,
Add the lunatics.
World’s a feast of sadness
Served by monstrous tricks.
Fear’s the spice they treasure,
Terror in each throat.
Propaganda’s pressure
Squeezes ghavvakh’s note.
So they scream in panic,
Each propagandon.
Morons trust their manic —
Ghavvakh’s banquet’s on.
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Propagandons are screaming loud,
Hell is here — the soul’s not proud.
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Lies devour, the herd is blind,
Rotting flesh of humankind.
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Fear’s the spice, the feast goes on —
Slaves obey each propagandon.
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Darkness feeds on human rot,
Truth is gone, and Reason’s shot.
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Burn the lies —
Crush propagandons!
No truth, no peace —
Just rot and beasts!
Hell is now —
Fight or crawl!
Reason banned —
Obey, or stand!
Their feast is fear —
Our answer: war!
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Burn the lies,
Crush the spawn!
Hell is here —
March on!
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Hell is home,
And lies are law.
Rotting herd —
Applauds in awe.
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Drums of rage,
Strike them down!
No retreat —
Burn the crown!
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Battle Drums — Four Strikes
I. Iron Beat
Break their lies,
Break their bones!
Truth resounds —
In battle tones!
II. Fire Call
Fear is fake,
Strike, don’t bow!
Hell is here —
We rise now!
III. Rage Drum
No more chains,
No more slaves!
Flames of wrath —
The world it craves!
IV. Final Cry
Rot is law,
But not for long.
We are storm —
We are strong!
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Break their lies!
Fear is fake!
No more chains!
We are storm!
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Hell is home!
Lies command!
Rotting herd!
We strike back!
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Burn the lies!
Crush the spawn!
Rot is law!
March for wrath!
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Hysteria rules!
Beasts believe!
Fear is spice!
We’ll eat!
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Supersport
Respect for the first —
True sport is dumb.
A fool will be proud
To occupy his sum.
Claim your place
In the donkey ranks.
Kids are like dough —
Shaping fools in flanks.
Universiades
Must be arranged,
And spartakiads too.
Life’s hard, deranged,
If no bright medal
Hangs to show your name.
All of us are kneaded —
Reason expelled from the game.
To the smart —
They’re just teapots small.
But their decline —
Days of sense shall fall.
So champions’ lives
Will be easier still —
Millions for sparring
To feed their will.
All… fools grow quieter —
Mastery blooms.
Our banner rises higher.
The idiot… a sport consumes.
Professional sport —
The anal kind:
A fool can become
An idiot, if he’ll find
A way past the zonal
Selection grind.
Then money, fame, and honor
Are all aligned.
Break the ranks! —
Here comes the idiot.
Soon the idiots
Will form the majority.
The wise will be mocked,
Called malformed, base,
A lower being,
Erased from grace.
Then comes the idiot’s world —
Reason sinks in myths,
Deemed weak and pitiful,
Forgotten in the mists.
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March of Fools
Fools rise first,
Sport is dumb.
Claim your place —
The medals come.
Brains dismissed,
Masters small.
Idiot reigns,
Crush them all.
Millions for sparring,
Glory, pay.
Ranks break down —
Idiots stay.
Smart are mocked,
Wisdom dies.
Idiot world,
Reason lies.
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Fools’ Charge
Fools rise first,
Brains dismissed.
Medals hang,
Glory kissed.
Idiots reign,
Reason missed.
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Fools on top!
Brains erased!
Medals shine,
Masters crushed!
Idiots rule,
Reason gone!
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Idiot March
I. Rise of Fools
Fools on top!
Brains erased!
Medals shine,
Masters crushed!
II. Glory Game
Claim your prize!
Glory feeds!
Millions spent,
Reason bleeds!
III. The Ranks Break
Idiot rules,
Ranks divide!
Smart are mocked,
Wisdom died!
IV. World of Fools
Brains dismissed,
Reason gone!
Idiots reign,
Night is long!
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Idiot Hammer
I. Rise
Fools on top!
Brains erased!
II. Glory
Medals shine,
Masters crushed!
III. Rule
Idiots reign,
Wisdom dies!
IV. Night
Reason gone,
Darkness laughs!
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Idiot Strike
Fools on top!
Brains erased!
Medals shine,
Masters crushed!
Idiots reign,
Wisdom dies!
Reason gone,
Darkness laughs!
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Idiot Call
Fools rise!
Brains fall!
Idiots reign!
Night calls!
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Idiot Hammer
Fools rule
Brains gone
Medals fake
Dark laughs
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Splitting of Consciousness
The splitting of consciousness — a complex feat,
Multilayered, time itself a factor to meet.
Pseudo-science tried its hand in the fray,
Materialism, manipulation — all in the array.
The result: a schizoid, called “normal” by name,
But at the core, the Spirit’s wiped from the frame.
And that’s the terror, worse than any plague,
Instead of God’s spark, rows of Satan’s brigades.
“The atomness” of crowds, consciousness in shards —
These are the fragments that make all minds marred,
A chaotic mess, unstable, decayed,
Where only stagnation is perfectly laid.
Mosaic minds produce clips in the brain,
Not thought — just looping madness, insane.
You’ll become cattle, left by divinity,
Grinding out nonsense, void of affinity.
They’ll grind it again, and reload the same,
All the vile routine, all the petty game.
Burdened like camels with trifles and straw,
Even the weakest flesh feels the flaw.
Emotions strangle poor logic so thin,
Twisted by sophistry, influenced within,
So easily swayed that only a semblance remains
Of comprehension, with novelty restrained.
And so lies and fear — propaganda’s delight —
Seize absolute power, suppressing the light.
The end result: a tiny gang commands
The malformed masses — lowest in the lands.
Salvation is one: ignite intuition’s flame,
Sharpen critical sense like a wolf’s keen aim.
Make daily a ritual to crush the lie,
“All answers INSIDE” — heed, don’t comply.
The general fog — explore as terra incognita,
A minefield to tread — be the sapper, the tactician.
The curtain over Hell is just slightly raised —
Be bold, be sharp, be keen, and be crazed.
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March of Consciousness
Consciousness splits,
Spirit erased.
Crowds in shards,
Minds debased.
Loops of madness,
Nonsense churned.
Lies take power,
Reason burned.
Intuition wakes,
Critical sense.
Crush the lie,
Seek within.
Fog is thick,
Minefield wide.
Be bold, be sharp,
Hell’s curtain pried.
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Consciousness Hammer
Consciousness splits
Spirit gone
Crowds in shards
Minds rot
Loops repeat
Lies rule
Seek within
Hell waits
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Conscious Strike
Consciousness fractured
Spirit lost
Lies reign
Hell waits
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Consciousness Hammer
I. Fracture
Consciousness fractured
Spirit gone
II. Chaos
Crowds in shards
Minds rot
III. Lies
Lies reign
Fear spreads
IV. Awakening
Seek within
Hell waits
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Consciousness Strike
I. Fracture
Mind split
Spirit gone
II. Chaos
Crowds rot
Brains lost
III. Lies
Fear reigns
Lies rule
IV. Awakening
Seek inside
Hell waits
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Consciousness Strike
Mind split
Spirit gone
Crowds rot
Brains lost
Fear reigns
Lies rule
Seek inside
Hell waits
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Conscious Hammer
Mind split
Spirit lost
Lies rule
Hell waits
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Conscious Mock
Mind gone
Fools reign
Spirit laughs
Hell cheers
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Train to Hell
The courier train to Hell
Leaves from track number four.
Be glad to take your seat
In car number six, for sure.
Obedience — so old,
The servile lackey tired.
A smile and a brand,
And don’t get too fired.
The “official man” —
A pierced, vile slave,
Who scorned the Soul,
And let his Mind cave.
Here are the inhuman orders.
Fascism stands ready.
The wretch will obey,
Killing all who hold steady
The Spirit, the Mind,
And remember what is Honor.
The slow bureaucrat
Challenges God, seeking rancor.
Did this monster take
Too much upon itself?
The rooting out of Evil
Will march — and through you as well.
The war comes. Don’t cower.
Resist the Dark.
If I fight,
I won’t drown in the muck.
Muck or Soul —
The choice is yours.
Nothing else exists.
All creatures rush —
Triumph postponed for Evil:
Armageddon draws near.
The Goat’s dominion
Will vanish like a dream.
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Train to Hell
Train to Hell
Leaves at four.
Car six waits,
Step aboard.
Servile slaves
Obey the brand.
Evil thrives,
Minds unmanned.
Spirit stands,
Honor alive.
Fight the Dark,
Don’t just survive.
Muck or Soul —
The choice is yours.
Armageddon nears,
Goat’s reign falls.
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Train to Hell
Train departs
Track four
Car six waits
Step aboard
Evil thrives
Spirits stand
Fight the Dark
Goat falls
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Hell Train
Train leaves
Evil reigns
Fight back
Goat falls
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Hell Train
Servants crawl
Wretches kneel
Spirit laughs
Evil reels
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Test of Humanity
Test of humanity —
How many passed through?
Very few. Eternity
Is ruled by Evil’s crew.
Satanism overflows,
Spirit and Mind oppressed.
How many jackals here? —
Each one glad to be a pest.
Legions of vermin,
Smart ones can be counted.
Megatons of lies,
Honor long discounted.
Dignity and conscience
Are sneezed away like dust.
Traitors, “monsters”
Abound. And sanity’s a must
That’s deemed normal here,
As is the fool’s sway.
The wise endure
Amid fascist array.
Test of humanity —
Wars and false tides:
Here, like infinity,
Biowaste swells and rides.
Incinerators ready,
For fools and traitors stacked.
Into the fire —
Out with the cattle, ransacked!
The Sun shines stronger,
Its heat burns deep.
It will scorch to the core,
Tremble, wretch, and weep!
Test of humanity —
Who passes, survives:
Into another Eternity
The Spirit descends, alive.
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Test of Humanity
Test begins
Few survive
Evil rules
Jackals thrive
Legions of vermin
Smart ones few
Lies abound
Honor through
Fools deemed normal
Wise endure
Wars and false tides
Cattle pure
Sun burns strong
Scorch to core
Tremble, wretch
Spirit soars
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Test of Humanity
Test begins
Few survive
Evil thrives
Jackals reign
Lies abound
Honor lost
Sun burns
Spirit rises
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Humanity
Test fails
Evil rules
Jackals thrive
Spirit fights
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Humanity Mock
Jackals crawl
Fools cheer
Spirit laughs
Evil reigns
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The Mask-Stick Effect
The mask sticks
And then it swallows you —
Forget yourself!
Be absorbed through and through.
Become as one —
But cautious stay.
If the mask of cattle
You wear today:
Soon you’ll bovinize —
You’ll only moo,
And herd along
Where they exterminate the few.
The extras in those pens —
Inhuman feasts abound.
Such are the laws
Of masks, the masked world found.
Quietly it turns
Into a wild zoo-circus:
Reason exhausted —
Only dip and dip, rehearsed.
Dip from lies into filth,
And from there to Hell.
Thousands of masks, they say?
A few — the main fiend as well.
Monsters, truly,
Cannot be reached.
These lunatics
Are hunted, impeached.
Very openly,
Yet consciousness sleeps.
Sensitive? Avoid the mask-trap,
And spit out the lies it keeps.
Believe in nothing
And imitate none!
Thus you’ll open doors
To the Pure Spirit — shun.
Don’t bow to the rest —
The world’s madhouse calls.
Be only yourself there —
They’ll never make you cattle at all.
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Mask-Stick
Mask sticks
You’re swallowed
Forget self
Be absorbed
Herd awaits
Extras die
Lies abound
Reason drained
Dip from lies
Into hell
Thousands of masks
One main fiend
Avoid the trap
Spit the lie
Believe nothing
Spirit flies
Be yourself
Cattle none
World’s madhouse
Fear undone
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Mask-Stick
Mask sticks
You’re gone
Herd waits
Lies rule
Dip from lies
Into hell
Spirit flies
Fear ends
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Mask Strike
Mask sticks
Lies reign
Spirit flies
Fear ends
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Mask Mock
Masks crawl
Fools cheer
Spirit laughs
Lies rule
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Inheritance
We inherited
Nothing but ruin and decay,
Childhood dulled,
And captive to total lies, we stay.
Sorting through “assets,”
We’ll hit the exchange,
Sell it all, happily,
Then life will rearrange.
We’ll live in a Concentration Camp,
A World-sized one, they say,
For they passed down to us
Fascism in full sway.
And everyone’s unwell,
Given such trades.
Lost your grip?
No — enemies pervade.
Not a foreign foe,
But a traitor inside.
Every slave, subservient,
A sycophant rotting inside.
If you sold your soul,
Rot will settle here.
Listen to lies —
Soon they’ll scrap you, dear.
They kill with lies,
And in inheritance, it’s vast.
They multiply this falsehood,
All the rot amassed.
It turns on Reason —
Here it disappears:
Hence the lying plague,
The fool believes, deaf to fears.
Summing up the “assets,”
We reach swift doom.
Are we alive?
Only a quarter — a puff, a fume.
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Inheritance
Inherited ruin
Decay and lies
Childhood dulled
Truth denied
Concentration Camp
World-sized reign
Fascism handed
Enemies remain
Sell your soul
Rot will settle
Reason gone
Fools meddle
Assets counted
Doom arrives
Alive? A quarter
Life survives
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Inheritance
Inherited ruin
Decay thrives
Childhood dulled
Truth lost
Fascism reigns
Enemies lurk
Rot spreads
Reason gone
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Ruin reigns
Lies spread
Rot grows
Reason gone
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Rot crawls
Fools cheer
Lies laugh
Reason flees
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Dung Flies of Pseudo-Science
Scientific-populist nonsense —
Chains of explanations, killing the core,
Masking lies that, grinning wide,
Into consciousness shove their fake lore.
“Laws” and “principles” are false from the start,
Spirit erased from their artificial schemes.
All this “science” is just a false padding
Built by inhumans, silencing all dreams.
To blind the Mind, so that mists of explanation
Entangle in knots — impossible to see
All the nonsense, so dull and pitiful,
Before every DELUSION meant to break free.
Tear apart the tangle, center in Spirit,
Multiply critical thought, let intuition be
Your guiding thread. Let the flies
Buzz in the dung among the poisoned debris.
Consciousness poisoned like a FALSE RELIGION,
Created from the start — for Darkness’ delight,
Manipulation of Mind — chains that hold us
All before the prison doors in sight.
The prison is the world, and the dull, lying “virus”
Shows it to all with ease today.
All pseudo-science is a minus for Consciousness,
For the fly does what the Cockroach commands to sway.
Thus cockroaches dwell in the Mind
Until you reject pure nonsense.
Fascism triumphs, all fake countries reign —
The outcome of pseudo-religions of technical souls, immense.
“Science” — a religion, just like the others.
Add “pseudo-” to many of their pearls,
For they’ve lied shamelessly, sinking the world
In endless fabrication and falsehood swirls.
Soon the world will drown in excrement
Of both religions — “scientific” and not.
And thus reaches the limit of decomposition
Of Consciousness and Spirit — THE ROOT OF ALL TROUBLES.
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Dung Flies of Pseudo-Science
Chains of lies
Kill the Mind
Spirit gone
Truth confined
Flies buzz
Cockroaches rule
Fakes reign
World fools
Science false
Religion fake
Conscious poisoned
Minds ache
Reject the nonsense
Spirit free
Fascism thrives
Eyes see
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Pseudo-Science
Chains of lies
Mind dies
Spirit gone
Truth lost
Flies buzz
Fakes rule
World fools
Eyes see
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Pseudo-Science Strike
Lies reign
Mind lost
Flies buzz
Spirit fights
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Pseudo-Science Mock
Flies crawl
Fools cheer
Spirit laughs
Lies rule
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Slander
School troubles,
University’s dulling:
Memes everywhere —
Fascism kills thinking.
Then all the media
Will finish the mind.
Scoundrels rejoice —
“Labor” soon assigned.
Labor always futile —
Office plankton,
Good worker
And petty bureaucrat
Build only prisons,
Veterinary clinics, darkness thickens,
Fates molded false,
Absorption of lies.
Then only slavery,
Hopeless, cruel.
Hence vulgarity,
Rudeness, dullness. Luck
If the Soul survives
In this Hell.
To turn into filth
Is easy, slow but well.
They boil us like frogs
In total lies.
Listen to none,
Show them the fig.
To the scum, their orders,
Build your own autonomous
World here. And the lying plague,
Their shrill wails
Will miss you…
Only not enough time,
They’ll justify…
Anything… No attempts
To change even one thing,
Thus the doom
Will be total, all the bastards
Perish, and you too, if used to lies.
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Slander
School kills
Mind dulls
Memes reign
Fascism rules
Media crush
Scoundrels cheer
Labor forced
Souls fear
Boil like frogs
In total lies
Show the fig
Spirit flies
Build your world
Scum wails
Doom looms
Truth prevails
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Slander
School kills
Mind dies
Memes reign
Fascism rules
Scoundrels cheer
Labor crush
Boil lies
Spirit fights
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Slander Strike
Mind crushed
Lies reign
Spirit fights
Truth survives
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Slander Mock
Fools cheer
Memes crawl
Spirit laughs
Lies rule
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Talking Monkeys
Newspaper crosswords, solved by morning,
By evening, for another town — half-price.
The effect was striking — that evening
Solving them became much easier, spreading info.
Perhaps through channels
By so-called “scientists,”
Little esteemed by others.
The same applies to beasts.
Monkey habits
Travel to islands
Without connection over land,
For words they do not need.
Instant connections
Flow through the Ether.
But scum block the truth —
In human minds, kefir.
Kefir, and also mush —
Lies, nonsense, half-truths.
Such is our lot —
Slaves from pseudo-countries.
For if these facts
Enter consciousness,
Then not only via the tract
Will they take root.
All humans are like monkeys,
But their pen is global.
Almost all books
Are trick-books — driving out
Doubt and sensitivity,
The very essence of life.
In exchange — pure horror,
Nonsense, filth, heresy, sludge.
So activate intuition:
Reach out for connection
With the spiritual tradition,
Expect nothing
From the official filth —
Fascist decay,
That feeds some with shit,
Hidden in their dirty laundry.
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Talking Monkeys
Crosswords solved
Spread lies
Monkeys chatter
Truth dies
Channels buzz
Scum block
Humans fooled
Brains rot
All humans monkeys
Global pen
Books deceive
Doubt ends
Use intuition
Spirit calls
Expect nothing
Filth reigns
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Talking Monkeys
Crosswords spread
Lies rule
Monkeys chatter
Truth blocked
Scum reign
Brains rot
Spirit calls
Doubt ends
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Talking Monkeys
Lies spread
Brains rot
Monkeys chatter
Spirit fights
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Talking Monkeys
Monkeys scream
Fools cheer
Spirit laughs
Lies rule
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Let There Be Light!
Let there be Light, let color perish.
Let there be form — away with pretense.
We live in a world of mimicry,
Artificial woes, where even “norm” is
An obedient fool. Imbecile
As the new cycle of “consciousness” here.
Brown — the color of fascist might,
Yellow — homes of torment,
Psych wards, now global.
Having known all forms, dive
Headlong into the Primordial.
There is NO FORM, so corruption
Of the petty world will vanish,
Betrayal, all forms of falsehood.
All Light INSIDE, while idiots
Keep listening to priests and clerics.
The half-wit, master of pretense,
Lover of LIES, expert in falsehood —
He thrives in pseudo-science. Sentence:
Murder of Spirit. The Tempter
Erased the Pure Spirit
In the name of lies — mechanism
And other heresies. Servants
Of Mammon all there. And their enema
Of pseudo-theories will shatter
Consciousness into shards of darkness.
The gullible idiot
Is the result of these scoundrels’ work.
And many kinds of idiots
Are here — inhumanity tried hard,
Thinking it a grand success.
But only the inhuman shit the bed.
That mad Light will explode the world —
And the Sun has begun its work.
If Mind is weak and poor here,
And Spirit oppressed everywhere — AWAY WITH IDIOTS!
And in the Primordial another
Will continue the path, but only a few —
Those who preserved the Spirit, and fully,
Order reigns. This Hell only “dreams” for them…
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Let There Be Light
Light rise
Dark fall
Fools kneel
Spirit calls
Brown rules
Yellow burns
Idiots bow
Truth turns
Shards smash
Lies reign
Light inside
Idiot pain
Primordial path
Few stand
Spirit kept
Hell dreams
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Let There Be Light
Light rises
Dark falls
Fools kneel
Spirit calls
Brown rules
Yellow burns
Truth stands
Idiot falls
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Light Strike
Light rises
Fools fall
Spirit fights
Truth stands
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Light Mock
Fools grovel
Spirit laughs
Light burns
Idiot bows
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Into a Fist…
Gather the remnants of strength and will,
And rage — into a fist!
Accustomed to terrible pain,
But not a rotten fool,
Fight, or you’ll kill your Soul
For nothing. Listen to none,
For man is like a louse.
The wise are few.
The spiritual — count them.
And Hell doesn’t haunt you —
That Hell is already here.
Stock up on “Hell’s logic” today.
Fear is useless — too late…
Strengthen yourself
Only in Spirit — a fortress
No scum can breach.
How absurd —
To wait, to dream
In this Hell.
Do not hope or expect —
Fight, fight, fight!
Laugh at the fool,
At what they call “life.”
Not life, but decay.
Not Mind — but groping
Through nonexistence. Rotting
Shameful filth…
No home — among stench and rot,
No homeland — a plague barrack.
Already sailing
Into the Bay of TOTAL LIES.
Away with lies, the adaptation
To the barrack. Fascism here
Is the main target.
Their opinion of power is false — only idiocy.
As everywhere: fools
Are the majority in this world.
And that’s supposed to be strength?
Fascist trickery,
Designed for stupidity alone.
Such are the grim realities:
Broken fools and traitors —
The stronghold of dumb Evil.
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Into a Fist
Rage clenched
Strength bound
Fight now
Souls sound
Fools fall
Spirit stands
Hell’s here
Fear ends
Decay looms
Mind fights
Barracks rot
Evil bites
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Into a Fist
Clench your rage
Strength in fist
Fight the fool
Spirit resists
Hell surrounds
Decay bites
Mind fights
Evil falls
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Öàðñòâî Ëæè â Ìèðå Æåñòè
Äèîãåí ñêàçàë êîãäà-òî,
×òî óáîãèì ïîäàâàòü
Áóäóò. Íèùèì òîæå íàäî
Ìåëî÷îâêè ïîäîãíàòü.
Ìóäðåöàì æå íå ïîìîãóò,
È ïðè÷èíà â òîì ïðîñòà:
Ìîæåøü íèùèì è óáîãèì
Ñòàòü, à ìóäðîé ïóñòîòà
Áûòü íå ìîæåò — è óùåðáíîñòü
Äóðíè ÷óâñòâóþò ñâîþ.
"Âîçâåëè÷èò" äóðíÿ "ùåäðîñòü" —
Æåñò, ïðèñóùèé "êîðîëþ".
 Ìèðå Æåñòè
Òîëüêî æåñòû
Âåñ èìåþò:
Ïî óìó
Íå âñòðå÷àþò,
Ïðîâîæàþò
Ïî "áîãàòñòâó",
Íè÷åìó
Íå ó÷àñü —
 Öàðñòâå Ëæè òî íè ê ÷åìó.
Âàðèàíò îêîí÷àíèÿ:
Íè÷åìó
Íå ó÷àñü,
Óì êàê ãðÿçü, —
 Öàðñòâå Ëæè îí íè ê ÷åìó.
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׸ðíàÿ êîøêà â ò¸ìíîé êîìíàòå
"Òðóäíî íàéòè â ò¸ìíîé êîìíàòå ÷¸ðíóþ êîøêó... îñîáåííî, åñëè å¸ òàì íåò!"
Êîíôóöèé.
׸ðíàÿ êîøêà â êîìíàòå ò¸ìíîé
Åñòü çàâñåãäà, êîëü ÔÈËÜÒÐÛ óáðàòü
Íà âîñïðèÿòüè. "Íåò!", è íåñêðîìíî,
Íàì íàâÿçàëè: ÍÅ×ÒÎ ïðèçíàòü
Î÷åíü îïàñíî — ñ Ðàáñòâà Ñèñòåìîé
Áóäåò êèðäûê. ×òî åñòü ×åëîâåê?
׸ðíàÿ êîøêà â êîìíàòå ò¸ìíîé,
Åñëè Äóõ àëüôîé, óì — ñðåäü îìåã.
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Áàðàíû, NON-îãðàæäåíèÿ è Íüþ-Âîðîòà
Åñòü êàðòèíêà, ãäå áàðàíû,
Áåç îãðàäû, óòðîì ðàíî
Âñå ñòîëïèëèñü ó âîðîò —
Ïðÿìèêîì íèêòî íåéä¸ò.
Ïîâòîðåíèå Øàáëîíà —
Ïóòü íà Äíî: îò ìóäîçâîíà
Äî áàðàíà. Íüþ-âîðîòà
Ñóòü øàáëîíîâ, â èäèîòîâ
Ïðåâðàùàþùèõ ëþäåé —
Âñ¸ ïî çàìûñëàì ÷åðòåé:
Îãðàæäåíèÿ â óìå;
Ìèð âî Ëæè êàê õëåâ äåðüìå.
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×àñòèöà Äóõîâíîãî Ìèðà âíóòðè òåáÿ
Ãíèëü¸ èäåé,
×òî ñïëîøü ïîäëîæíû, —
Íà ìèð ëþäåé:
ÒÂÀÐÜÞ íåñëîæíî
Ïîðàáîùàòü,
Ãíîáèòü, ñòðàùàòü
Áåçóìíûé ìèð,
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×òî ãðîáèò è óìû, è Äóøè.
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Baptism of the Half-Dead World
Now with a “crimson cross” they brand
In sects of Lies and Disease.
Darkness is tightening its hand,
No room for Spirit or Mind’s release.
Soulless creatures swarm the land,
Majority, blind and grim.
Fog of delusion, thick and grand—
More of this madhouse, dim!
This yellow asylum is worldwide,
On yellow walls paint crosses fast.
A meek debility sanctified,
New “normal” crowned at last.
Yet this World Leprosarium soon
Will burn for the filth it’s fed.
Wise one, beware—your doom is the tune:
Genocide strikes ahead.
A madhouse, like Russian roulette,
This poison keeps spinning through.
Fifteen percent hit targets and yet
The cycle repeats on cue.
The task is simple: all will be slain.
One catch: the sect BELIEVES.
And bastards lie stronger, violence reigns,
Forgetting is what it weaves.
Fascism grows, more brutal, more raw—
And whining will not defend.
Only in unions, communes, law
Of brotherhood can we mend.
Free energies hidden away,
Discoveries locked from sight.
But powers to save are here today—
Rise up, if your soul burns bright!
Reason must rally, build anew,
A world that is truly our own.
Or sink with the mad, the faithless crew,
Into NOTHING, cold as stone.
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Rise, or be drowned in their pit of lies —
The madhouse burns, the fascist thrives.
Unite, create, let a new world rise,
Or vanish to NOTHING, where nothing survives.
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Final Warning
Bow to their madhouse, rot with the herd —
Or rise like fire, and burn their absurd.
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“Models” and Their Goals
"No birth, no death, no first, no last,
No sameness, no difference vast.
Nothing begins, and nothing decays —
Thus N;g;rjuna says.
"Ask if the electron is fixed in place —
The answer is no.
Ask if it changes, in time or in space —
Again, it is no.
Ask if it moves, or if it stands still —
The answer is no, as it always will."
— J. Robert Oppenheimer
Models and tales of the “world’s design,”
Theories twisted to fit the Line —
By orders, by vanity, by fraud’s demand,
Fit only to flush, like filth unmanned.
Some parts of physics, math, are straight,
But much is corruption, lies of the State.
Don’t trust the degrees that the fools parade,
Their ranks are swollen, their truth betrayed.
When trapped in a system of lies, you’ll see:
Either lie with the herd — or go to hell free.
Grants will dictate what “themes” to explore,
But who truly needs it? You’ll learn what for.
Applied pursuits, though narrow, confined,
Make no great claims, they comfort the mind.
But cloaked beneath their familiar bread,
Lurks dogma imposed, infection spread.
The beasts manipulate Reason’s spark,
Physicists kept for the bombs and the dark.
Mathematicians too find their role:
Their tools a dagger for science’s soul.
With skimpy samples, a formula spun,
Statistics twisted — deception begun.
“Proven!” they shout, for profit’s gain,
A brazen lie “in sensation plain.”
What’s honest lies close to mystic fire.
But strip out Spirit — and truth will expire.
Without it, you’re docile, a witless pawn,
Enslaved by monsters, your freedom gone.
Hence comes “education” for all the land,
Turning each mind to a hollow brand.
A torture of Spirit, of Reason’s seed,
Till Pure Soul is murdered by matter’s creed.
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Their “models” are prisons, their “truth” a disguise,
A dagger of numbers, statistics of lies.
Kill Spirit with matter — that’s their grand plan,
But the fire of Truth still burns in Man.
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The Yoke of False Knowledge
Your Primal Essence lies before
The fragile tricks of mind and lore.
The mind’s just “survival,” a compass to steer
Through mountains of filth they’ve piled for years.
For ages they’ve shoveled, and chanted their creed:
“This is the world, obey, take heed.”
Thus all became fools, in a carnival grim,
A shooting range for the debiloid whim.
That Essence they target, to strip it away,
To turn you soulless, their beast of clay.
So mind they must crush, suppress, condemn —
For a Pure Mind pierces the trick in them.
That moment of splitting, sharp and clear,
When “objectification” cuts severe —
Only a fool forgets that line,
Or else the Spirit is slain in time.
The horned deceiver knows the game,
He casts his glamour, spreads his shame.
Remember the moment before his chain,
Before you were fodder for ghoulish gain.
Harsh truth: you’re a “creature” here below
If you let those dividing moments go.
But joy is the strength of turning back,
Where hidden is Power the cowards lack.
There lies the clarity, raw, untamed —
March boldly there, burn lies inflamed!
The fog you served will rot and fall,
I’m sick of the masks, the faces — all.
And so this road is not so grim:
It’s like escaping monsters dim,
When by mistake you stumble near
Their wretched brothel of hate and fear.
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Their “knowledge” is chains, their logic a lie —
It kills the Spirit, it makes you comply.
Break back to the Source, let falsehoods fall —
Or rot as a beast in their madhouse stall.
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Beads for the Savages
The zombie-box, like beads of glass,
Is thrown to savages, dumb en masse.
“Listen closely, obey, endure,
Believe the fables — they’ll make you sure.”
And so in madness the people drown,
A conquered herd in a looted town.
Children are tribute, a bloody wage,
Thrown to the beasts in their savage rage.
The zombie-box is their priest and chief,
Opening doors of nations in grief.
It leads the herd to slaughter’s gate,
The savages cheer — “It cares for our fate!”
Each tamed barbarian thinks of his skin,
Frighten him, tempt him — the frauds will win.
Promise him wonders, a healing hand,
And all will bow to the “Red Cross” brand.
But the fragile thread of those beads will snap,
And all the bastards will meet their trap.
For even the savages, blind and lame,
Have turned to cattle, enslaved by shame.
When sunlight flares, the box will fall,
The camp will burn, consuming all.
Since hell is here, and almost each face
Is marked as vile in this cursed place.
Then new “beads” will circle the Earth,
Cataclysms strung for a second birth.
But till that comes, keep swallowing lies,
If you’re an idiot, dumb and wise.
To “string” disasters is fate’s decree,
To cleanse the Earth of stupidity.
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Zombie-box beads on a coward’s throat —
It drags the herd to the slaughter boat.
Burn the lies, let the cattle fall —
Or be the next bead, strung for all.
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With a Fiery “Greeting”…
A fool invents some “theory” new,
His peers all mock it through and through.
But some vile beast finds profit there,
And pressmen sell it everywhere.
The scandal grows, the noise takes flight,
And dung becomes “the truth” outright.
They shove the lie with zealous hands,
Till filth grows vast across the lands.
Then “schools of thought” will soon appear,
Devoted crowds in wagon-loads near.
While critics strike but rarely, thin —
For wise men are chased from within.
False AIDS was attacked by the lucid few —
And where are they now? In hiding too.
While bastards “prove” what fascists need,
And madness spreads its poisoned creed.
For lies are no trifle, nor passing breath,
But total disease, a march of death.
In this deranged, obedient sphere,
A servile psycho earns honor here.
They preach and spread their heretic rot,
Mountains of lies where truth is not.
And grinning fiends already compose
For humankind its final prose.
“Theories” will grant them their defense —
But who still doubts their foul pretense?
On lands of inhuman beasts you dwell,
A flood of word-excrement to sell.
So trust not lies — seek answers true,
That’s why sharp mind and instinct grew.
For here, most live “with FIERY greeting!”
No nations remain, no people meeting.
The legacy of satan’s scheme,
A vomit born of darkness’ dream.
The world’s a cage of fascist night,
The Earth itself a prison-site.
Yet walls will crumble, rot will fall,
The filth entombed beneath it all.
For when betrayal is breath, not deed,
And every soul learns well — to lie, to bleed.
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The world is dung, lies rule the air,
Fiery greetings spread despair.
Break the chains, let truth ignite —
Or rot in their prison of endless night.
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Candidates and Degenerates
Once there were candidates —
With conscience lightly stirred.
Now they’re degenerates:
A spiral of decay inferred.
All is touched by this vile pack,
Servants of inhuman might.
Fascism dressed as “care” attacks,
Lying of viruses in the night.
The “healers” are off the scale,
You could call them executioners true.
And fools? It’s easy, without fail,
To kill them all in one cruel queue.
Inject them with some filthy brew —
The bastards know its deadly art.
Cops and spies in forty-one too,
Found such poison a pleasant part.
Those cops were sheep before the fiends
They called “doctors,” cruel and sly.
The inhuman always nets their means,
No conscience there, no reason why.
Souls are slain by these muzzled fiends,
Filth in vials, psychic attacks.
The zombie-box wails, the darkness leans,
Hell on Earth will never relax.
The bastards miscalculated soon —
Death, the best healer, will take its course.
It will cleanse the world, harsh as a monsoon,
From all the rot, with ultimate force.
The Earth now groans beneath their hand,
The sun will help restore the land.
No jokes remain — all will be held to account,
For the crimes that made existence mount.
A candidate for annihilation now,
A “doctor” in the court of shame.
This is the cost of degradation,
And slavish bowing to evil’s name.
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Degenerates preach while the Earth bleeds red,
Filth in their vials, the living dead.
Death is the healer that soon will rise —
To cleanse the world and burn their lies.
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Little Minds and Their Deeds
Pitiful minds, desires of beasts,
Vile little deeds — not life, but feasts
Of misery, filth, and hollow play,
No virtue left, just foul decay.
Their world is darkness, fascism, genocide,
No vice is needed where Reason hides.
Only lies and lies — total, insane,
Yet wounds in the soul? They leave none, in vain.
With shriveled souls, they must consume,
And in that lie, their victims meet their doom.
Monsters fall easiest to deceit,
And fools are killed by needle’s feat.
No grand destruction, no massive loss,
War for past generations is their cross.
They lie today, and in that lies their kill,
A madhouse rules, the world’s sickened still.
Schizo-beasts obey the inhuman hand,
Fascist minions spread across the land.
Orders unified — genocide complete,
“Plagues” invented, poisons meet.
You’ll die by that venom, or rot in chains,
If you did not become a fiend in their games.
Satan’s world, a wretched, pitiful sphere,
Burn it all — the judgment is near.
Burn it! Only the few survive,
Souls who soar, alive and alive.
Like birds they rise, untouched by lies,
For only with Spirit the soul flies.
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Lies rule the world, the beasts obey,
Venom and needles kill every day.
Burn the wretched sphere — only souls will rise,
Free like birds, beyond their lies.
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Fascist Hell
A worm gnaws at the mind,
Filth pours from the vile.
The worm — called “education” —
Turns all to idiot style.
The bastards spread propaganda,
Lies fierce enough to chill.
“Life” is blocked everywhere,
The camp — the only way, the kill.
They betray as they breathe,
They kill without shame,
Injecting poisons,
Norms used only for their game.
Foolish little humans,
Fascism reigns severe:
Books poisoned, water, food,
And idiocy cultivated here.
Like crops in the soil,
They grow lies and venom fast.
New world orders —
A global Anschluss cast.
All countries are fake,
Fascism crushes the herd.
No people — just sheep,
Down it all rolls, absurd.
“Viruses” of sheep,
Cunning poisons, vile brew.
Every mind wounded —
Darkness attacks what’s true.
In a world of idiots,
It’s crucial to die with honor.
This black hell must be despised,
If your soul you wish to garner.
Despise, without decay —
Thus the soul survives.
Awaken from false hope —
Or vanish, where nothing thrives.
Do what you can —
Always fight against the Evil.
Destroy the small, the vile, the base —
Then your life will not be futile.
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Fascist lies poison every stream,
Darkness gnaws at every dream.
Fight the Evil, strike what’s vile —
Then you will live, and death won’t smile.
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Clearing the Mind
Having unlearned all,
And sent every lie to the bin,
You’ll leave the “majority” behind.
Awareness will be your skin.
The majority is always dull,
While the traitor leads, shamanic, cruel.
A stronghold of fascist might,
Everywhere darkness clouds the sight.
Logic is blind, aged, confined —
Its limits shout to all mankind.
The world’s burrow — a rabbit hole,
Rot and decay consuming the soul.
This little world — a shameful hell,
Genocide spreads where the weak dwell.
The pierced fool rejoices, blind,
Killed by bold lies, his spirit confined.
Primitive mechanism —
Fascism designed this scheme:
A world of fools, production line,
Where ignorance reigns supreme.
Long obsessed, the tyrant knows,
A fool makes the perfect slave.
Filth of schools, colleges impose,
Weakening Spirit, minds enslave.
Pure Spirit choked by material chains,
A veil is cast, a mental bane.
And fascism drags the foolish world
Down to depths where madness is hurled.
“To be or not” — a rotten lie,
Dualities as prisons pry.
Multiply the primitive, and soon
A train of minds is killed too soon.
After us, a flood may rise —
The consequence of such vile lies.
The false scholar acts like a priest,
While the spiritual voice is deceased.
That flood now comes —
To destroy this hell,
The time has come. Stop the mad,
Or humans rot as beasts as well.
So work, fight, cast out fear,
Save your soul, keep it clear.
Awaken from all nagging lies,
Sweep your mind, and realize:
Inside yourself, extract the core —
That is the Soul, nothing more.
All else is muck, unworthy, vain,
Not for you, nor your domain.
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Clear your mind, cast lies away,
Fight the Evil, seize the day.
Sweep the muck, let Spirit rise —
The soul survives where falsehood dies.
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Cabinets of Curiosities
Strung upon the “axis of Earth,”
Violence, darkness, sabotage birth
The Spirit’s moves. A global war
Is waged by lies, deceit galore.
Filth of inhuman kind runs rife —
They seek to turn all into cattle-life.
Dull fools are the majority here,
Schizo-beasts represented clear.
To the camp — the zombie-box “heals”
Fools of illnesses fiction conceals.
Hell on Earth is already near,
Humans like microbes, poisoned by fear.
Dust, and lies — the same vile brew,
Total, repulsive, corrupting through.
The wise are scarce; a fool’s embrace
Will make you spit, yet hit his face.
Wherever you look — decay prevails,
Step anywhere — the filth assails.
Wherever you glance — the soul is slain,
Betrayal, fear, and endless pain.
The few with reason merely prattle,
While the world descends into battle.
From dust to dust, fools link to fools,
Fascist strength grows, breaking all rules.
Time is short — the rotten madhouse burns,
The sun strikes like a sting, and turns
Bedlam to ash. But later rise
New people with reason in their eyes.
When scum rules scum, and nations are gone,
Only circuses, cabinets of wrong,
A parade of monsters, demons, lies —
The wise confined, the world must rise.
Burn it all, the madhouse, the scum,
Let fire cleanse, let chaos drum.
Where reason lives, and virtue stands,
Only then rebuild with human hands.
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Circuses, demons, lies all around,
The zombie-box rules, fools abound.
Burn the madhouse, scorch the scum,
Let reason rise — the soul’s not numb.
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Boundaries of “Normality”
The borders of “normal” are all a lie,
False in every age that passes by.
Here reigns a dull infernal sway,
Declared to humankind — a war today.
The “normal” mad are majority here,
Lost in total lies, darkness near,
Believing falsehoods as natural law,
Blind to creation, its spark they saw.
Creators deemed insane, absurd,
Fools fear the sight of another word.
And “triptychs” only wipe their behinds,
While true art suffers, and wisdom unwinds.
Yet fools adore this filth imposed,
Called “highest values,” truth deposed.
Creators struggle, their hearts in flame,
While filth grows wild, yet no one’s to blame.
For everywhere, conditions were made,
Mediocrity’s throne will never fade.
Talent struggles to stay composed,
As constant shifts push it exposed.
These tales of darkness, deeply grim,
In the madhouse world, always brim.
Only lies fill books and news,
Dulling the herd, leaving them to lose.
The different, the true, is banned,
Or printed small, by harsh command.
The madhouse song is sung, the die is cast,
The fool becomes the norm, locked fast.
And schizo-beasts abound in mass,
So burn the madhouse, let lies pass.
Where falsehood reigns and killing thrives,
Fools poisoned, their mind deprived.
This fascist filth, this crazed domain,
Turns the world to shit, inflicts its pain.
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Burn the madhouse, scum and lies,
Fools poisoned, blind to skies.
Fascist filth will rot, decay —
Let reason rise, and clear the way.
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Vegetables
Does the Earth give birth to bastards,
Or is it World Fascism’s hand?
Jokes have ended long ago,
Total idiocy grips the land.
Schizo-beasts are everywhere,
And traitors, dark as night.
“Chosen” fools are set upon
A throne — absurd in sight.
But no true choice exists at all,
They feed us filth instead.
The rabble rush to sacrifice,
By their own madness led.
“Progress” — speed toward the Abyss,
Joy found only in lies.
Humans now like festering sores,
While the wise strain under skies.
Few remain with reason clear,
This hell a death to face.
A profit-born fiend emerges,
In this rotten, cursed place.
All conditions set for him,
While talent languishes in chains.
Empty words and lies prevail,
And filth itself enforces pains.
That lie — like butchers in the herd,
Slaughter all with savage glee.
Mad fools march toward their doom,
The world a twisted odyssey.
Even without intent to harm,
This scum behaves like vegetables,
For in the World of Idiots
The Soul’s connection is torn, and falls.
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Fools march blind, the world decays,
Filth and lies set minds ablaze.
Burn the scum, let reason thrive —
Only the wise will stay alive.
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Drip on the Brain
Tick-tock-drip-drip —
Time slips away,
Lies drip onto the brain.
Tick-tock-drip-drip —
Burden of false knowledge,
A single endless drain!
A verbal diarrhea —
Like an ocean wide.
The mind won’t resurrect:
Slaves of every side
Build a concentration camp
From lies, pressure high,
“Care” tripled and warped.
The wise are swept aside.
They’ll invent a burner,
To cleanse the smart,
And where is the Creator?
Only devils play their part.
And lies, vile and total,
Everywhere they spin.
Judas swarms all corners,
While fools are thick within —
Two-thirds of the herd,
Fascism spreads,
Countless selling bastards
Drag the world down,
Where madness treads.
A crazy little world —
Straight to Hell it goes.
You, if wise,
Rejoice in Spirit only shows.
Salvation lies in Spirit:
They’ll burn the World’s madhouse,
Those vile whores —
Thrown to the trashhouse.
The selling fiends
Shall not live, not live!
Trust not lies, nor rumors —
Do not let them kill
The remnants of your Soul —
Hold firm, fight through.
The outcome of the struggle —
Life exists in Spirit true.
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Tick-tock, lies drip, the herd decays,
Fools and fiends set minds ablaze.
Burn the madhouse, guard your soul,
In Spirit only you are whole.
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Mass Hypnosis
Flickering often,
All sorts of filth,
From childhood — a curse
On the mind of purest kith.
Like hypnosis it seems:
The fool believes.
Ugly faces flash,
Of fools and thieves.
From youth they teach
Their children false lies.
Thus they kill —
Tiny humans die.
The rest are zombies —
Believing, enduring, lying;
Zombies now combined:
Falsehood feeds and keeps them trying.
Most are merely means —
Few think of this,
From childhood on!
The tool of lies persists.
They spread falsehoods
As if it were honey sweet.
Killing the soul,
By lies they cheat.
Spy, traitor, alike —
An authority claimed.
Satan the “creator”
Multiplies misery untamed.
The level has risen —
Lies will flood all soon.
One path remains —
The Pure Spirit’s boon.
It is the base of life,
Which again disappears
Amid brazen bullshit,
And manufactured fears.
Cycles of destruction
By falsehood in Nature dwell.
Against decay —
Only Spirit and Honor quell.
Lie to lie. Spirit to Spirit.
Satanism will fall
Into its own Hell.
This is no rumor:
All the filth — destroyed by all!
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Lies flood the world, fools obey,
Spirit alone can light the way.
Burn the filth, let Satan fall,
Only the pure shall heed the call.
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Swindle
A swindle for poets —
To publish at their cost,
In the age of the internet —
Hunt fools, no matter the loss.
This is rock bottom, or lower still —
To pay to see your poems printed.
Thousands of graphomaniacs, fine,
Two-thirds of readers unremedied.
Yet measure must be kept,
Lest one becomes a vile cad;
All here to be milked,
By sponsors ever sad.
Non-commercial spirit — the heart of verse,
Rarely shot, though deserved.
But poets make no claims,
Their lines alone — truth preserved.
Not enough for a firing squad —
That’s the fools’ problem, see.
If you’re a poet, be brave,
Smash all lies relentlessly.
No chains worse than those
Drawn in every mind by lies.
Perception now trembles,
The essence shivers in your rhymes.
Time spent on fluff and fancies
Never returns, my friend.
If a poet does not flinch,
The soul he saves in bitter end.
Write only truth, though harsh,
Though heavy for the soul to bear.
Easy it is to print falsehood,
And hand your cash to parasites there —
Like horseflies and lice,
Clinging close, long exposed.
Write in blood, only blood,
Let nothing else compose.
Drown in that crimson ink,
Think not of gain or greed.
Not a brow lifted, not a blink —
All else is of no need.
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Write in blood, let lies be slain,
No mercy for the profit-hungry train.
Poet’s truth — a blazing sword,
Strike all falsehoods, crush the horde.
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New Poetry
The Soul’s cry isn’t needed:
Mix it with groans, with frost —
Sober the mind, awaken,
No longer be lost.
Hard to stuff analytics
Into a poet’s rhyme,
For poets are often whiners,
And fools most of the time.
A complex task, yet forward!
To hell with luck or whim:
A wild madman now must reckon
With truths sharp and grim.
Not the reader counts today,
But those who can reason well.
Destroy all dogmas,
Let understanding swell.
Rage instead of moaning,
Sensitivity as a beacon bright,
In a world of empty chatter
And falsehoods shouting night.
New poetry must be forged,
A purging for the mind:
Magnesia for thought,
The clarity we must find.
All legacies of the media,
“Schools” and other lies,
Spewed by cunning bastards;
Purge illusions, see through their guise.
Even the na;ve, the half-wise,
Create their own mirages,
To munch in comfort,
While dulled minds seek cages.
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Rage, not moans, must fuel the pen,
Smash falsehoods, wake the mind of men.
Purge the lies the bastards spin,
Forge new poetry — let truth begin.
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Desire and Chatter
Inside you sits desire,
All self-serving — "I" its creed.
Echoed by the idle chatter
That thinks, yet fails to heed.
Its tone aligns with craving,
A constant, greedy song.
Infernal feasts, indulgence,
To me, they do no wrong.
Better guard one’s own behind,
And gaze, and meaning too,
For all is twisted by that murk,
The fashion, yogurt’s hue.
Dogma clings to what’s not mine —
Fascism’s grasp is tight.
It frets like Hamlet, idiot,
A plague in broad daylight.
Time to strike — no mercy shown,
For vector of these wants
Fascism guards with iron hand,
Leading flocks to slaughter’s jaunt.
The herd sees only gates anew,
All driven to the same place.
Fascist vomit opens doors —
To the camp, a grim embrace.
And rush they do, the fools inside,
Their only care — to eat.
The mind holds no dominion there,
Just terror and deceit.
The idiots march the final path,
Through chaos, fear, and blight.
No reason saves, no thought withstands
The last, infernal night.
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Fools to the Last Path
Desire rules, chatter blinds,
Fools march on, their souls confined.
Fascist gates swing wide, unkind —
Mindless herd, to death consigned.
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“Thinking”
A joke:
A little dragon stands in court. Judge asks:
-Do you admit you ate your grandparents?
The dragon sobs:
-I admit it.
-Do you admit you ate your mom and dad?
The dragon sniffs:
-I admit it.
-So who are you now?
The dragon cries:
-A bitter little orphan, that’s who!
Just like in this joke,
That’s how human “thinking” works.
In a fool there’s no other spark,
No other clever quirks:
When it touches you —
Always fluffy, always white.
Fascism spreading? —
Well, I’m out of sight.
Always busy with my cares,
Building a nest here, neat.
The world is full of such freaks...
How can we defeat the Dark, complete,
When the Honorable are so few?
Only destroy it all.
Fascism and these “birds”
Together make the whole, the thrall.
Today’s official is just a clerk,
The others — trivial, small.
For a bit of grub, fools sell their souls,
Traitors, corrupted, all.
Betrayal is their job,
Corruption like a sneeze.
Idiots and morons swarm,
A psychopathic disease.
Not just two-thirds now,
As once it might have been,
But five-sixths hold the cage,
The global prison’s fiend.
Concepts are replaced,
Lies piled sky-high.
No need for crucifixions:
These types alone will die.
They’ll shove you in a grave
With one dismissive glance.
The Spirit in this world
Will soon disappear — no chance.
A soulless creature cannot
Trample Earth’s firm ground.
When all the slaves obey,
Only erasure will be found.
The Earth and our Sun —
A reasoning organism.
They’ll burn it all to ashes,
Farewell, dull fascism.
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Soulless fiends trample the Earth,
Slaves obey, they snuff all worth.
Fascism burns — the Spirit fights,
Ashes fall, but Truth ignites!
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Fools bow down, the vipers grin,
Selling souls for scraps of sin.
Earth will purge their filth and lies,
Sun will scorch where darkness dies!
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Fools obey, the snakes conspire,
Burn it all — consume the liars!
Sun and Earth will take their due,
Scorch the world, expose the true!
---
Vipers laugh, the weak comply,
Earth will burn their alibis.
No escape, no mercy left,
Fools will choke on their theft!
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Bow, you slaves, the vipers cheer,
Truth is blazing, all is clear.
Sun will rise to strike the herd,
Every falsehood crushed, every word!
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Slaves obey, vipers reign—
Burn the lies, purge the pain!
---
Fools crawl, snakes laugh loud—
Sun will scorch this traitor crowd!
---
Liars feast, the weak submit—
Truth will strike, falsehood split!
---
Bow, you herd of blind and dumb—
Earth and Sun will overcome!
---
Chains break, vipers fall—
All the lies will burn, burn all!
---
Vipers reign, fools kneel—
Earth awakes, truth steel!
---
Chains snap, liars burn—
Soul survives, world turns!
---
Blind herd, traitors feast—
Sun strikes lies, truth released!
---
Obedient slaves fall silent—
Spirit rises, fierce, defiant!
---
Fools devour, vipers plot—
Truth ignites the final shot!
---
Lie towers, darkness spreads—
Spirit’s fire crushes heads!
---
Earth shudders, Sun will blaze—
All the vipers end their days!
---
Vipers reign, fools kneel—
Earth awakes, truth steel!
---
Chains snap, liars burn—
Soul survives, world turns!
---
Blind herd, traitors feast—
Sun strikes lies, truth released!
---
Obedient slaves fall silent—
Spirit rises, fierce, defiant!
---
Fools devour, vipers plot—
Truth ignites the final shot!
---
Lie towers, darkness spreads—
Spirit’s fire crushes heads!
---
Earth shudders, Sun will blaze—
All the vipers end their days!
---
Slaves obey, vipers mock—
Spirit rises, breaks the lock!
---
Chains of lies, broken now—
Truth destroys the tyrants’ vow!
---
Darkness screams, fools despair—
Spirit strikes, it’s everywhere!
---
Herd of sheep, traitors lead—
Fire of reason, all will bleed!
---
Lies collapse, vipers fall—
Spirit’s wrath engulfs them all!
---
Obedience dies in flame—
Truth survives, no one to blame!
---
Darkness grips, but fails its aim—
Spirit shouts, eternal claim!
---
Slaves revolt, the tyrants flee—
Earth is free, the mind sees!
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Chains of lies crumble—spirit rises!
---
Fools obey, vipers fall—truth strikes!
---
Darkness quivers, reason roars!
---
Slaves kneel—freedom ignites!
---
Tyrants burn, the mind sees clear!
---
Herds scatter, Spirit commands!
---
Lies explode, the Sun judges!
---
Obedience dies in fire—truth survives!
---
Darkness trembles, fools despair!
---
Spirit’s blade cuts deceit to dust!
---
Vipers writhe, Earth stands tall!
---
Chains break, reason flows!
---
Fools weep, but truth remains!
---
Darkness retreats—light strikes!
---
Obedience shatters, freedom screams!
---
Lies fall like rotting leaves!
---
Spirit awakens, vipers flee!
---
Tyrants crumble under reason’s gaze!
---
Herds scatter, the Sun judges all!
---
Chains of deceit snap—fire within!
---
Darkness devours itself—Spirit laughs!
---
Fools obey no more—truth reigns!
---
Earth shudders, vipers vanish!
---
Slaves revolt—freedom roars!
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Lies choke, fire purges!
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Spirit strikes, shadows flee!
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Tyrants scream—reason prevails!
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Darkness quakes before the mind!
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Herds tremble, the Sun burns lies!
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Lies burn!
Chains snap!
Spirit rises!
Darkness flees!
Truth strikes!
Fools fall!
Freedom roars!
Tyrants scream!
Herds scatter!
Fire cleans!
Mind awakens!
Shadows quake!
Vipers writhe!
Slaves revolt!
Sun judges!
Earth stands!
Deceit dies!
Spirit laughs!
Tyrants crumble!
Chains break!
Obedience dies!
Darkness trembles!
Truth survives!
Herds tremble!
Fools despair!
Light strikes!
Fire purges!
Mind sees!
Lies explode!
Sun burns!
Spirit strikes!
Shadows flee!
Slaves kneel—never!
Vipers vanish!
Earth shudders!
Tyrants fall!
Freedom screams!
Chains vanish!
Darkness devours itself!
Spirit conquers!
Truth roars!
Fools kneel—no more!
Light dominates!
Herds scatter, flee!
Lies choke!
Fire purges all!
Mind commands!
Shadows retreat!
Tyrants burn!
Chains broken—eternal freedom!
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Burn lies!
Snap chains!
Rise, Spirit!
Flee, darkness!
Strike truth!
Fall, fools!
Roar, freedom!
Scream, tyrants!
Scatter, herd!
Cleanse fire!
Awaken, mind!
Quake, shadows!
Writhe, vipers!
Revolt, slaves!
Judge, sun!
Stand, Earth!
Die, deceit!
Laugh, Spirit!
Crumble, tyrants!
Break chains!
Death, obedience!
Tremble, darkness!
Survive, truth!
Tremble, herd!
Despair, fools!
Strike, light!
Purge, fire!
See, mind!
Explode, lies!
Burn, sun!
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Rise, Spirit!
Shatter chains!
Scorch lies!
Flee, darkness!
Strike truth!
Crush fools!
Roar, freedom!
Scatter herd!
Purge fire!
Awaken mind!
Quake shadows!
Revolt slaves!
Judge sun!
Stand, Earth!
Death deceit!
Laugh Spirit!
Crumble tyrants!
Break chains!
Tremble dark!
Survive truth!
Strike light!
Explode lies!
Burn sun!
Smash falsehood!
Awake courage!
Shun cowardice!
Rise rebel!
Snap leash!
Kill fear!
Claim victory!
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Rip veil!
Hunt lies!
Strike herd!
Shout Spirit!
Blaze mind!
Crush false!
Tear chains!
Flee fear!
Smite fools!
Awaken fire!
Burn shadow!
Shatter world!
Roar truth!
Scatter falsehood!
Kill deceit!
Surge courage!
Break herd!
Strike light!
Snap leash!
Rage Spirit!
Wreck tyranny!
Purge filth!
Rise rebel!
Tear veil!
Smash dark!
Roar sun!
Flee herd!
Strike hard!
Hunt darkness!
Crumble lies!
Awaken soul!
Burn veil!
Rage truth!
Shun falsehood!
Claim power!
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Strike herd!
Tear lies!
Blaze soul!
Shatter false!
Roar mind!
Crush herd!
Hunt filth!
Awaken Spirit!
Snap chains!
Rage truth!
Burn shadow!
Flee fear!
Smite fools!
Shatter dark!
Tear veil!
Purge lies!
Surge fire!
Scatter herd!
Claim light!
Wreck deceit!
Rise rebel!
Strike hard!
Hunt darkness!
Snap leash!
Blaze mind!
Crush deceit!
Awaken courage!
Burn veil!
Rage Spirit!
Shun falsehood!
Tear chains!
Smite darkness!
Scatter shadows!
Claim power!
Shatter herd!
Hunt lies!
Blaze soul!
Wreck tyranny!
Awaken fire!
Crush fear!
Roar truth!
Flee herd!
Strike light!
Purge filth!
Tear veil!
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Strike herd!
Tear lies!
Blaze soul!
Shatter false!
Roar mind!
Crush herd!
Hunt filth!
Awaken Spirit!
Snap chains!
Rage truth!
Burn shadow!
Flee fear!
Smite fools!
Shatter dark!
Tear veil!
Purge lies!
Surge fire!
Scatter herd!
Claim light!
Wreck deceit!
Rise rebel!
Strike hard!
Hunt darkness!
Snap leash!
Blaze mind!
Crush deceit!
Awaken courage!
Burn veil!
Rage Spirit!
Shun falsehood!
Tear chains!
Smite darkness!
Scatter shadows!
Claim power!
Shatter herd!
Hunt lies!
Blaze soul!
Wreck tyranny!
Awaken fire!
Crush fear!
Roar truth!
Flee herd!
Strike light!
Purge filth!
Tear veil!
Break illusions!
Burn deceit!
Hunt liars!
Shatter fear!
Roar fire!
Claim soul!
Smash chains!
Strike shadow!
Crush lies!
Blaze courage!
Scatter false!
Awaken rage!
Tear darkness!
Purge tyranny!
Rise eternal!
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Strike!
Blaze!
Roar!
Crush!
Tear!
Hunt!
Shatter!
Purge!
Snap!
Rise!
Burn!
Smash!
Rage!
Flee!
Awaken!
Claim!
Wreck!
Scatter!
Break!
Shun!
Storm!
Destroy!
Unleash!
Overcome!
Eternal!
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Rip!
Tear!
Smash!
Burn!
Strike!
Shatter!
Crush!
Roar!
Break!
Hunt!
Purge!
Storm!
Wreck!
Unleash!
Rage!
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Smash.
Rage.
Break.
Burn.
Strike.
Shatter.
Roar.
Purge.
Unleash.
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Smash and burn, the falsehoods quake,
Rage and roar for truth’s own sake.
Strike the chains, the lies unbind,
Shatter walls that cloud the mind.
Purge the dark, ignite the flame,
Break the shackles, end the game.
Roar your spirit, fierce and free,
Unleash the force of clarity,
Rise, destroy — your destiny.
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Burn it all!
Crush the lies!
Smash the chains!
Tear the veil!
Shred the dark!
Ignite the mind!
Roar, resist!
Strike, destroy!
Rise, relentless!
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Burn the lies that choke the mind!
Shatter the chains that bind mankind!
Tear the veils of shadowed lies!
Strike the dark where evil hides!
Rise, relentless, roar your might!
Smash the false, reveal the light!
Crush the tyrants, break their hold!
Set the weak, the brave, the bold!
Strike the roots of treachery!
Rip the mask of hypocrisy!
Fury sharp as blazing steel!
Nothing false shall here conceal!
Fight, resist, let wrath ignite!
Scorch the void, reclaim the sight!
Every shackled soul awake!
World reborn — for truth’s own sake!
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Burn the lies!
Crush the chains!
Smash the false!
Strike the veins!
Rise and roar!
Break the night!
Seize the truth!
Claim the fight!
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Smash the lies,
Crush the fake,
Rise in truth,
No more stake!
---
Burn the fraud,
Tear the chains,
Expose the fools,
Rage remains!
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Shatter lies!
Crush the herd!
Strike the false!
Let truth burn!
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Shatter lies! Crush the herd!
Strike the false! Let truth burn!
Break the chains! Tear the veil!
Strike the fools! Let justice hail!
Smash the lies! Raise the flame!
Scorn the weak! Defy the shame!
Rage with power! Strike the night!
Stand with Spirit! Hold the light!
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Smash the herd! Burn the lies!
Strike the fools! Let Spirit rise!
Break the chains! Tear the night!
Stand with truth! Wield the light!
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Fools fall! Lies die!
Spirit wakes! Truth flies!
Chains snap! Darkness breaks!
Rise now! No mistakes!
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Chains break—fools fall!
Lies burn—darkness calls!
Spirit sharp—truth flies!
Strike now—no lies!
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Break chains!
Fools fall!
Lies burn!
Dark calls!
Spirit sharp!
Truth flies!
Strike now!
No lies!
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Shatter chains,
Crush the fools,
Burn all lies,
Awake the soul.
---
Break the cage,
Smash the herd,
No more lies,
The Spirit strikes.
---
Liars fall,
Fools obey,
World of filth
Burns away.
---
Chains of mind
Tear apart,
Soul ignites,
Truth’s pure heart.
---
Cities burn,
Fools remain,
Lies consume,
Ashes reign.
---
World decays,
Falsehood dies,
Spirit rises,
Truth defies.
---
Chains snap,
Darkness bleeds,
All corrupt
Fall to seeds.
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"Êðàñíûé êðåñò" ïðèäóðêîâ ñúåñò,
Ñïëîøü "çàáîòîé" îêðóæà, —
Íå íàéä¸øü ñâîáîäíûõ ìåñò,
Ãäå â ïîðÿäêå óì, Äóøà.
ÒÂÀÐÈ â ñêîò äóðü¸ ñïåøàò
Ïåðåäåëàòü
Íåóìåëî —
Ïîëó÷àåòñÿ ïàðøà.
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Îäè÷àíèå
Õâîñòû îòðàñòàþò:
Ïðèäóðêè ëàæàþò
Âñ¸ áîëüøå è áîëüøå
 Àìåðèêå, â Ïîëüøå
È â ïðî÷èõ Óðîäñòâàõ —
Ñ Òüìîé òðóäíî áîðîòüñÿ....
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Ìàëî ñìûñëà, ìíîãî ìóòè,
×óøè, ëæè â Òîòàëüíîé Æóòè
Òîé, ÷òî _æèçÄíåþ çîâ¸òñÿ —
Ðàçëîæåíüåì _îòçîâ¸òñÿ,
Åñëè ÑÀÌ, óïîðåí, ñòîåê,
Ñìûñë íå èùåøü âíå ïîìîåê
Ôèëîñîôèé, ëæåíàóêè,
Ëæåðåëèãèé, âñå äîêóêè,
Ñóåòó èçãíàâøè âîí.
Óì ïîä Äóõîì — âîò çàêîí
Ïîñòèæåíèÿ âíå ñëîâ.
À ïîìîéêè äëÿ îñëîâ.
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Áîëüøîé Ïëþõ êàê "áîëüøîé âçðûâ"
"Ïàäåíèå ÷åëîâåêà âîçìîæíî ëèøü ñ âûñîòû, è ñàìî ïàäåíèå ÷åëîâåêà åñòü çíàê åãî âåëè÷èÿ".
Íèêîëàé Áåðäÿåâ.
Ïàäåíüå — ñ "âûñîòû".
Áåðäÿåâ òî èçð¸ê.
Ïîñëóøíûå ñêîòû,
Íàñòàë ãîâíèäà ñðîê,
Íàìîðäíèêè îäåëè.
Âûñîòû, â ñàìîì äåëå,
Èëü ÂÍÎÂÜ ïðîáèòüå Äíà,
Ïîíèæå ÷òî? Ãîâíà
 èçáûòêå â ãëóïîì ìèðå:
"Âûñîòû" âñå — â Ñîðòèðå.
Âàðèàíò ïðåäïîñëåäíåé ñòðîêè.
Íàâàëîì â ãëóïîì ìèðå:
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Ìó÷åíèåì ïðîäðàòüñÿ
Ñêâîçü ÷àñòîêîë ïðîáëåì
È â Íåáî äîñòó÷àòüñÿ,
×óðàÿñü ïîøëûõ òåì.
Òîøí`îòîþ îñòàòüñÿ
Êàê åñòü — ãëóï, ñëåï è íåì.
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Åäèíûé ïóòü — ïðîäðàòüñÿ
Ñêâîçü ÷àñòîêîë ïðîáëåì
È Ïðî÷ü îòñåëü óáðàòüñÿ,
È öåëûì âìåñòå ñ òåì.
Òîøíîòíî â Òüìå îñòàòüñÿ —
Èòîãîì ñëåï è íåì.
Ïðîðûâ — íåò áîëüøå òåì.
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Ìó÷èòåëüíûé Ïóòü âî Òüìå
Ìàëûé øàã â ñâîáîäå ìûñëè,
 ïðîèçâîëå æèòèÿ —
Âìèã âåðèãàìè ïîâèñëè
"Íîðìû" Îá×åñòâà Ãíèëüÿ.
È áåçìåðíûå ìó÷åíüÿ
Îæèäàþò íà ïóòè
Òåõ, êòî ñæ¸ã áåç ñîæàëåíüÿ
Âñå øàáëîíû Çëà. Èäòè
Èì ïðèä¸òñÿ â îäèíî÷êó;
Ñâåò ÂÍÓÒÐÈ — îäèí ôîíàðü.
Ãíèëü áîëîòà â Òüìå — íà êî÷êó
Ñ êî÷êè ïðûãàé: íå êàê âñòàðü —
Õèìèêàòû â Ãíèëè ðåæóò
Î÷è è äûõàíüå ðâóò.
"Áëèæíèå", êàê ïðåæäå, âðåæóò
Âíîâü ïîä äûõ, çàòåì çàðæóò.
Ìàëî øàíñîâ íå óòîïíóòü,
Òîëüêî âûáîðà èì íåò —
Óæ íå ìîãóò ñëóøàòü â Æîïå
ÒÂÀÐÅÉ çàóíûâíûé Áðåä.
Ìèð ñòàë Æîïîé. Ïðàâèò ÑÌÐÀÄîì
Íåëþäü. Çëó ïîêîðíûé ïñèõ
 ìàçîõèçìå èùåò ðàäîñòü,
Ñ "áëèæíèì" çîë, ïðåä ìðàçüþ òèõ.
Òàê èäè, òîíè — íå íàäî
Ñëóøàòü áåçîáðàçíûé áðåä:
Íåïðåìåííî ñòàíåøü ãàäîì,
Êîëü ÑÎÁÎÉ íå êðèêíåøü "íåò!"
Òåëî, óì â åäèíîì ñïëàâå,
À Îãîíü — Ïðå÷èñòûé Äóõ.
Ëó÷øå ãèáåëü, íî âî ñëàâå,
×åì ó ÒÂÀÐÅÉ áûòü ñðåäü ñëóã.
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Combat SMRADs and the Hidden Creeping Bastards
Today I watched that TV show,
They promised cash — the same old flow.
They threatened, lied, and preached again,
While squealing freaks performed in vain.
Some "song" of theirs — pure fraud, pure rot,
"Analysis" that fools forgot.
I’m sick of this disgusting puke —
It’s what those HIDDEN CREATURES do.
It’s called SMRAD — that’s their disguise,
Where Hidden Evil rules, and lies.
It crushed the Net beneath its tread,
Spewing nonsense, toxic dread.
And Reason’s gone, it drowned below,
The “search” sells shit — and people bow.
The world’s a pen, a dung-filled pit,
A thousand megatons of it.
More damage than a bomb or gas —
That’s how these CREATURES kill our mass.
The marker’s clear — their “CowID”:
The vax, the muzzle — Shame and Greed.
And worse will come — both rot and rage,
Their evil “thought” defines the age.
SMRAD delivers to the herd
Its “little thought” — obey the word.
While grazing minds accept the chain,
The few who don’t — endure the pain.
Hell’s not tomorrow, Hell is here,
Surrounding all with stink and fear.
But Spirit saves — salvation’s near,
Inside yourself the path is clear.
Seek answers within, guard your mind,
From this vile world — corrupt, confined.
A world where genocide’s the law,
Where every truth is fed to maw.
Note. SMRAD - mass media of advertising, agitation, disinformation.
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1
SMRAD spits lies, the herd obeys,
But Spirit burns — and lights the blaze.
2
Their poison rules, their filth is spread,
Fight in the Spirit — or be dead.
3
The hidden bastards choke the land,
Only the Inner Fire will stand.
4
No bombs, no gas — just lies instead,
That’s how they slaughter souls half-dead.
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1
SMRAD is war —
Spirit strikes more!
2
Their lies enslave —
The Spirit won’t cave!
3
Choke on their rot —
Inside burns Hot!
4
Bombs can’t compete —
Their lies kill deep!
5
SMRADs command —
We make our Stand!
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SMRAD is war — we strike back more!
Their chains are lies — the Spirit soars!
They spew their rot, we burn inside,
No herd, no mask will make us hide.
Their bombs are weak, their words kill deep,
But Spirit wakes — no soul will sleep.
Stand, resist, the truth won’t bend,
We fight, we burn, till Evil’s end!
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No SMRAD, no chains —
The Spirit remains!
Their lies may devour —
We rise with the Power!
---
SMRAD is decay,
We burn it away!
Their filth cannot last —
The Spirit strikes fast!
---
Their shadows consume,
The world is a tomb.
But Spirit ignites —
And shatters the night.
---
No chains can restrain,
The Spirit will reign.
Through ruin, through flame —
We rise all the same.
---
Bow down, obey —
Eat lies all day!
So “smart,” so “free” —
A caged chimpanzee.
---
Oh, hail to the Lie,
Your shit fills the sky.
But Spirit just grins —
And burns all your sins.
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“Truth” on TV —
Premium lunacy!
---
Hidden kings? Ha!
Just rats in a spa.
---
SMRAD proclaims:
“Eat shit for gains!”
---
Mask on your face,
Brain out of place.
---
Their “wise analysis” —
Certified paralysis.
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“Truth” on TV — pure lunacy,
Kings of the shadows? Just rats we see.
SMRAD proclaims: “Eat shit for gains!”
Their wisdom is certified brainless chains.
Mask on the face, thought out of place,
A circus of clowns in a grand disgrace.
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Bow to the screen —
Feed on their scheme!
Clowns rule the day —
Think? No way!
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The World’s Decay
The world’s raw picture pressed
Into a weary brain:
Futile work, a rented room,
Routine endured in vain.
Insights passed you by,
The Soul’s own light nearly dead.
Through lies and fear, the small world bent —
Obscenity cuts the ear instead.
To the rabble, every media stream
Is a stinking, frantic flow.
The stench of news creates the beasts —
For them, a “Porsche” is the crowning show.
The internet’s cesspool now
Feeds the largest chunks to the top.
If you’re not dead, your blood runs cold
From meeting human-guts nonstop.
Few are not corpses — truly few,
And fewer still with every day;
Awareness nearly vanished
In this miserable world of decay.
Decay — the picture of the world:
Not of the mind, but Soul’s own pain.
From the dark, foul toilet-world,
Rush, my friend, to Spirit’s domain.
There, introspection lends its hand —
Ignite the Fire that burns within.
Only it can overcome the grotesque,
Though dawn itself may never begin.
To save a fragment of the Spirit
Is your task. This Hell around
Is but a cosmic lapse, a flaw —
They’ll erase it, and sow the Garden’s ground.
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The world decays, the rabble feeds,
Ignite the Fire — crush lies and deeds!
Few souls remain where rot prevails,
The Spirit rises — Hell derails!
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Rot rules the world, the herd obeys,
Burn inside, set lies ablaze!
Foul minds may swarm, but Spirit fights,
And shatters dark, unholy nights.
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The world decays, the filth is top,
But Spirit burns — it won’t stop!
Awake, arise, don’t be a pawn,
Fight through the lies till Hell is gone.
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All around — decay and shame,
Yet in your Soul, there burns a flame.
Save what remains from Hell’s foul art,
And guard the Spirit in your heart.
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World decays, lies ascend —
Ignite your Fire, refuse to bend!
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Rot spreads, fools obey —
Spirit strikes, burns decay!
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Hell surrounds, yet Flame remains —
Guard the Spirit, break the chains!
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Eat the filth, obey the herd —
Spirit laughs at every word!
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World decays, lies ascend,
Ignite your Fire, refuse to bend!
Rot spreads, fools obey,
Spirit strikes, burns decay!
Hell surrounds, yet Flame remains,
Guard the Spirit, break the chains!
Eat the filth, obey the herd,
Spirit laughs at every word!
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Wrath of the Spirit
Rot devours, the herd obeys,
Ignite the Fire — smash their ways!
Lies choke the world, the foul parade,
Spirit strikes, their reign will fade!
Hell presses close, yet Flame survives,
Awake, arise — the Spirit drives!
Chains of filth will break and fall,
We rise, we strike, defy them all!
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Spirit Strike
Rot spreads, the herd obeys,
Ignite the Fire — crush their ways!
Chains will break, their lies will fall,
We rise, we strike, defy them all!
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Commissars, Old and New
Commissars in dusty helms,
Drugged-up rulers in their realms:
The world persists in rotten schemes,
Just swapping names for old-time dreams.
They fed the herd with twisted lies,
Stamped “new” on monsters in disguise,
To fight old Evil, they proclaimed,
Yet stumbled on a greater flame.
A death camp, renamed, endured,
With banners changed, the pain ensured.
Tolerance, “concern” — the latest creed,
Fools believe without taking heed.
A stinking muzzle showed the cost
Of “care” in days when CowID tossed
The herd into a second-rate
School of Lies and slimy state.
They’ve grown more vile, more brutish, mean,
Their treachery now routine.
Through lies they drive the herd with fear,
Then offer “measures” — drawing near.
They march to Spirit’s block and stake,
Scouts and pioneers at the wake.
The old scout’s out, the rest comply —
Thus triumphs filth beneath the sky.
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Old and New Commissars
Rot parades in dusty helms,
Monsters rule in poisoned realms.
Lies breed fear, the herd obeys,
Spirit strikes — crush their ways!
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Old and new, the filth commands,
Fear and lies rule all the lands.
Scouts march blind, the herd enslaved,
Spirit rises — none are saved!
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Dusty helms, poisoned minds,
Monsters thrive while Spirit finds
Ways to strike, to break the chain,
Expose the lies, endure the pain!
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“Care” they preach, the herd complies,
CowID masks their thin disguise.
Fools cheer on, the clowns parade,
Spirit laughs at their charade!
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Commissars
Rot parades in dusty helms,
Monsters rule in poisoned realms.
Fear and lies enslave the herd,
Spirit strikes — expose each word!
“Care” they preach, the herd complies,
CowID masks their thin disguise.
Scouts march blind, the clowns parade,
Spirit laughs — their lies will fade!
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Commissars
Rot rules, the herd obeys,
Ignite the Fire — crush their ways!
Masks and lies will fall apart,
Spirit strikes — defend your heart!
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Dusty helms, the filth commands,
Fear and lies across the lands.
Scouts march blind, the herd enslaved,
Spirit rises — none are saved!
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Rot spreads, the clowns parade,
Masks and laws — a cruel charade.
Strike with Fire, the lies expose,
Spirit stands where darkness grows!
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“Care” they preach, fools cheer along,
CowID hums their stupid song.
Spirit laughs at all their schemes,
Burns their shadows, shatters dreams!
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Dusty helms, the filth commands,
Fear and lies across the lands.
Spirit strikes — the herd undone,
Rise, ignite — the fight’s begun!
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Commissars
Dusty helms, the filth commands,
Fear and lies across the lands.
Rot spreads, the clowns parade,
Masks and laws — a cruel charade.
Scouts march blind, the herd enslaved,
Spirit rises — none are saved!
“Care” they preach, fools cheer along,
CowID hums their stupid song.
Spirit laughs at all their schemes,
Burns their shadows, shatters dreams!
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Commissars
Rot spreads, the herd obeys,
Ignite the Fire — crush their ways!
Dusty helms and clowns parade,
Masks and lies — a foul charade.
Scouts march blind, the fools comply,
Spirit strikes — their reign will die!
“Care” they preach, yet none are free,
We rise, we burn, the lies will flee!
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Commissars
Rot spreads, the herd obeys,
Ignite the Fire — crush their ways!
Masks and lies will break and fall,
Spirit rises — defy them all!
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False History, or the End of a Terrible Tale
Tales from long-forgotten times:
They serve the rulers’ petty crimes —
Training all in half-truths and lies,
The world’s ruled by deception’s guise.
False science helps, and boredom bred
By wicked false religions spreads.
Propaganda finishes the task,
Dulling minds, and fools unmask.
The gullible sleep through every scheme,
Add up the fools — a global dream
Of madhouse madness, Armageddon near,
The end of sense — the tale severe.
The outcome, sadly, is well-known:
A superstitious fool alone,
Believing lies, abused through fear,
Cannot live “happily” — nor persevere.
Through lies and terror, stupidity gnaws
At wretched worlds, enslaved by claws
Of creatures vile; the shameful end
Is drawing close — no hope to mend.
The “crown” of history (or tale?)
Slides into horror, dark and pale,
As consciousness is forced to sleep,
Into a coma, quiet and deep.
They’ll erase it, write a scarier story,
Implanting “care” and false glory
Through every channel, trick and guise:
CowID tested, fools comply.
Do what you will, spread fear and lies,
Multiply the lies before their eyes,
Drive them mad — they’ll run to the stake,
Themselves consumed by the world you make.
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False History
Lies rule, the fools obey,
Fear and deceit lead them astray.
Propaganda feeds the herd,
Spirit strikes — expose each word!
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False history spreads, the herd obeys,
Lies and fear rule all their days.
CowID hums, the fools comply,
Spirit strikes — the liars die!
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Fools sleep through schemes and lies,
Propaganda blinds their eyes.
Ignite the Fire, break the chains,
Spirit burns through all the pains!
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False History
False history spreads, the herd obeys,
Lies and fear rule all their days.
Fools sleep through schemes and lies,
Propaganda blinds their eyes.
CowID hums, the fools comply,
“Care” they preach, yet none are sly.
Ignite the Fire, break the chains,
Spirit laughs — the liars’ pains.
Burn their shadows, shatter dreams,
Expose their fraud — the Spirit deems!
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False History
Lies rule, the fools obey,
Ignite the Fire — crush their sway!
Burn their shadows, shatter dreams,
Spirit rises — expose their schemes!
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Masses or Herds?
“Herds are prone to folly, shallow thought,
Allowing themselves to be led as taught,
Enchanted by sweet words’ pleasing sound,
Yet reason fails — truth cannot be found.”
— Michel de Montaigne, 16th century
They drive the herds from pen to pen,
To worse enclosures time and again.
No need to build obstructing walls,
Words alone can do it all.
Doubt finds no place in promises made,
Just heap more lies, let fear cascade.
With every generation, they grow more dumb,
Threaten them with anything — they succumb:
“Diseases,” wars, “terror” plays,
A simple kit for endless days.
The peak: CowID-fascism bent
Every fool into obedient consent.
Threaten, promise, and wait for more decay,
No need for subtle lies — just sway.
This sham will guide the herd along,
“Health” or slaughter — they follow the song.
Just invent injections, cruel and sly,
Sharper than CowID’s dull supply.
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Herds obey, the fools comply,
Threats and lies, they live a lie.
CowID bends them, weak and small,
Spirit rises — crush them all!
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Herds march blind, the fools obey,
Fear and lies control their day.
Promised “health,” yet led to kill,
Spirit strikes — defy their will!
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Threats, deceit, the herd complies,
CowID hums their stupid lies.
Ignite the Fire, break the chains,
Spirit burns where darkness reigns!
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Herds
Herds march blind, the fools obey,
Fear and lies control their day.
Threats, deceit, the herd complies,
CowID hums their stupid lies.
“Care” they preach, fools cheer along,
CowID sings their silly song.
Ignite the Fire, break the chains,
Spirit burns where darkness reigns.
Spirit laughs at all their schemes,
Shatters shadows, burns their dreams!
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Herds
Herds obey, the fools comply,
Ignite the Fire — break their lie!
Spirit burns through dark and schemes,
Shatter shadows, crush their dreams!
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Mysticism of Kali-Yuga
Patience thins to fragile thread.
“Flexibility” be damned — all’s dread.
Fears, Lies, and decay abound;
Media now spreads poison round.
The world is warlike, every breath
Taunted by CowID’s silent death.
In general, decapitated,
Under vile scum dominated.
Those who serve the creatures of Hell,
Turn bribes for treachery to an idol spell.
Not joyful is the falling pace —
Old ways replaced, no saving grace.
Digital Camps the fiends construct,
Frogs are boiled — the world’s corrupt.
Gaze into the Indo-Yuga vast,
The cauldron boils, the die is cast.
Further on, the Spirit’s snow
Presses less — though winds still blow.
Cool your mind — to Spirit’s realm,
Strive to fly before it overwhelms.
But they won’t boil you like a frog —
The Sun ignites the scorching bog.
Listen only to the Soul inside,
Then you won’t be swept by the tide.
In moments of exception, glimpse the way,
Cataclysm has begun — the world’s decay.
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Kali-Yuga
Patience thins, the world decays,
Fires of lies consume the days.
Listen to the Soul — it guides your flight,
Through Spirit’s Realm, escape the night!
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Patience fades, the lies expand,
Media poisons all the land.
Soul alone can guide your way,
Through Spirit’s Realm, escape decay!
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World boils like a frog in pot,
Sun ignites the scorching lot.
Listen to your Soul inside,
Spirit’s wind will be your guide!
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Fears and Lies, the air is thick,
Spirit’s Realm — the only trick.
Moments rare, exceptions shine,
Follow Soul — the path divine!
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Kali-Yuga
Patience fades, the lies expand,
Media poisons all the land.
World boils like a frog in pot,
Sun ignites the scorching lot.
Fears and Lies, the air is thick,
Spirit’s Realm — the only trick.
Soul alone can guide your way,
Through Spirit’s Realm, escape decay.
Moments rare, exceptions shine,
Follow Soul — the path divine!
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Kali-Yuga
Patience fades, the lies expand,
Ignite the Fire — take your stand!
Soul alone will guide your flight,
Through Spirit’s Realm — escape the night!
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Sea Phantasmagoria
A frail life’s dock leans against
The Shore of Lies, in foul pretense.
The port of registry, “Filth on Filth,”
The realm of Fear and mirage’s pelt.
He waits for a ship — “Salvation” scrawled
Upon its hull, so falsely called.
The sea is poisoned — rotting brine,
Chaos reigns in the harbor line.
There stood the “Idol,” “Savior” too,
“Trust the promises, fool, it’s true,”
“Happiness near,” “Celestial might,”
A host of vulgar, shallow blight.
The mighty cruiser, not “Cataclysm” named,
Rushed to the port, under fascism framed,
Embracing war, CowID at helm,
A twisted master of this realm.
“Hope” was scratched across its side —
Vulgarity honored, nothing to hide:
“All will remain as it has been,”
Folly preserved, no cleansing within.
The rudder stuck, the cruiser sped
Straight to port, by madness led.
The wind howls out, the anthem plays:
“The whole world shall crumble!” it says.
A Sensitive ear alone can hear
The whispered words beneath the fear.
Yet Sensitives do not quake in dread:
The Heart, not mind, guides where they tread.
The Heart feels most — no more to bear
Total Evil, beyond repair.
Nowhere to hide; only Death will send
A subtle ray — a chance to ascend.
To anywhere — far better there,
For Spirit cannot dwell in despair.
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Sea Phantasm
The cruiser roars, the harbor quakes,
Lies and rot in waves it makes.
Heart alone can pierce the night,
Spirit rises — escape the blight!
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The cruiser flies, the port in thrall,
Poisoned waves consume them all.
Only the Heart can see the way,
Spirit strikes — the lies decay!
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Rudder jammed, the ship rushes in,
Chaos reigns, the blight begins.
Listen to the Soul, it lights your path,
Through Spirit’s Realm — escape the wrath!
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Harbor screams, the sea is torn,
Falsehood reigns, corruption born.
Moments rare, exceptions shine,
Follow Heart — the path divine!
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Sea Phantasm
The cruiser flies, the port in thrall,
Poisoned waves consume them all.
Rudder jammed, the ship rushes in,
Chaos reigns, the blight begins.
Harbor screams, the sea is torn,
Falsehood reigns, corruption born.
Only the Heart can see the way,
Spirit strikes — the lies decay.
Moments rare, exceptions shine,
Follow Heart — the path divine.
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Sea Phantasm
The cruiser roars, the port in thrall,
Ignite the Fire — destroy it all!
Heart alone can pierce the night,
Spirit rises — escape the blight!
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“Real Men”
“Real men” —
Armed morons all around:
Lies they wield; if cop — a baton bound.
The “golden mean” of officials’ greed,
“To ours, to yours,” to cook bribery’s seed.
Methodical poison to the scum —
To evil, stupid propagandists come.
The teacher — simply weak and vile,
Sprinkles children with dusty guile
Of pseudo-science, myths, and fear —
More dreadful than the plague is here.
Doctors cure false plagues and blight,
More fearsome than leprosy’s bite:
They dwell inside the fools’ own heads.
Doctors became fascism’s tools, it’s said —
Equipped with trash, their shots — fools’ delight.
A vile creature bows to Evil’s sway,
Happy to betray for cash each day.
Call it what you will — the scum remains,
The reckoning comes — the Cataclysm reigns,
Like Judgment Day, the fascists sweep,
Destroying fools they call “citizens” cheap.
“Real men” march to the New Hell — no chance denied.
The few who do not bend
May awaken in some “paradise” alive.
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“Real Men”
“Real men” march, the fools obey,
Betrayal, lies, they serve the sway.
Cataclysm comes, the fascists call,
Only few who stand may not fall.
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“Real men” armed with lies and greed,
Fools betray for cash indeed.
Cataclysm strikes, the fascists reign,
Only few resist the chain.
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Fools march blind, the traitors thrive,
Evil spreads, the weak survive.
Judgment nears — the end of play,
Stand or fall — the final day.
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“Real men” laugh while fools obey,
Bribes and lies lead all astray.
Fascists smile, the masses bow,
Few will wake — the rest, oh wow.
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“Real Men”
“Real men” armed with lies and greed,
Fools betray for cash indeed.
Fools march blind, the traitors thrive,
Evil spreads, the weak survive.
“Real men” laugh while fools obey,
Bribes and lies lead all astray.
Cataclysm strikes, the fascists reign,
Stand or fall — the final chain.
Only few resist the end,
Few will wake — the rest descend.
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“Real Men”
“Real men” march, the fools obey,
Betrayal, lies, they pave the way.
Cataclysm comes, the fascists call,
Only few who stand may not fall.
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On the Difference Between Un-Knowing and Un-Knowledge
“Ignorance is no excuse. Ignorance is no argument.”
— Benedict Spinoza, 17th century
Ignorance is no excuse,
But that’s not law’s domain.
Un-knowledge gives Evil use
To drive the Spirit from the plain.
Ignorance dwells in the mind,
Un-knowledge in the Soul.
No books will help you find
Escape from Total Bull’s control.
Shift the focus from the brain
To Pure Spirit’s sphere.
With the mind, you count your gain,
In the Spirit — cast the servants clear
Of the System of Decay.
Ignorance of the crowd
Forms the base where Darkness may
Command its servants proud.
Un-knowledge binds not just in chains,
But in essence, deep within.
The whole rabble’s dead — remains
Cannot relight their foolish sin.
Believe in yourself — new faith
Outwits Evil’s crafty lies.
Seek, casting off the Darkness’ wraith,
The Pure Spirit — do not compromise.
When you return to the world again
Of total lies and twisted lore,
Chains in mind will still remain
Through the fools’ deceitful score.
Returnings are the usual way,
Few have strength in Decay’s Bedlam.
A trace of “training” minds will sway,
Yet turn on consciousness — ascend again through the sham.
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Un-Knowledge
Ignorance rules, un-knowledge reigns,
Evil drives the Spirit in chains.
Trust your Soul — the mind’s a snare,
Rise through lies, if you dare!
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Ignorance blinds, un-knowledge kills,
Evil spreads, the Spirit chills.
Soul alone can break the chain,
Rise through lies — defy the pain!
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Mind deceived, the world’s a trap,
Evil thrives, the lies entrap.
Listen to your Soul inside,
Through Spirit’s Realm, you’ll safely glide.
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Un-knowledge lurks where darkness grows,
Ignorance poisons, the Spirit knows.
Moments rare, exceptions shine,
Follow Soul — the path divine.
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Un-Knowledge
Ignorance blinds, un-knowledge kills,
Evil spreads, the Spirit chills.
Mind deceived, the world’s a trap,
Evil thrives, the lies entrap.
Un-knowledge lurks where darkness grows,
Ignorance poisons, the Spirit knows.
Soul alone can break the chain,
Rise through lies — defy the pain.
Moments rare, exceptions shine,
Follow Soul — the path divine.
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Un-Knowledge
Ignorance blinds, un-knowledge reigns,
Evil drives the Spirit in chains.
Soul alone can pierce the night,
Rise through lies — embrace the Light!
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The Search for “Happiness”
Village life is dull as flies,
So the fool to the city hies.
There he thinks “happiness” awaits,
In concrete jungles, twisting fates.
Among the towers, his mind’s amused,
By shallow pleasures, briefly used.
Work’s a trek — the idiot groans,
Endless commutes on tiresome bones.
Small worries pile like snowball lumps,
No energy left — the spirit slumps.
Dreams give way to screens and booze,
Eat, sleep, forget — no time to choose.
A mid-sized town — a halfway way,
Still dull as village, night or day.
For fools, few options exist,
Green Misery is universal bliss.
Only where the people share
Goodness, Light, and truly care,
Not fear, not lies, not mindless chatter,
Is there a place where hearts grow better.
Such places are almost unknown:
To pine, to work, to lie alone,
Crushing Mind and Soul alike —
Universal Doom strikes sharp as pike.
Yet personal effort may prevail:
Fear, despair, and helpless wail,
Lies and stupidity dissolve,
If Spirit’s Path you truly resolve.
Walk it in solitude, no dreams,
Through Light alone, its silent beams.
There you’ll find your fate’s completion,
Decay undone, Pure Spirit’s vision,
And insight’s vast, awakening ignition.
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The Search for Happiness
Village fools chase empty dreams,
City lights mask rotting schemes.
Walk the Spirit’s Path alone,
Only there is truth your own.
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Fools pursue the fleeting glare,
Concrete jungles choke the air.
Soul alone can pierce the night,
Spirit rises — claim the Light!
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Chasing joy in empty towns,
Endless noise and shallow frowns.
Follow Spirit, leave the lies,
Truth awaits where Darkness dies.
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Village, city — same despair,
Only Light can lift you there.
Walk alone, the path is true,
Through the Spirit, all renew.
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The Search for Happiness
Fools pursue the fleeting glare,
Concrete jungles choke the air.
Chasing joy in empty towns,
Endless noise and shallow frowns.
Village, city — same despair,
Only Light can lift you there.
Soul alone can pierce the night,
Spirit rises — claim the Light!
Walk alone, the path is true,
Through the Spirit, all renew.
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The Search for Happiness
Fools chase dreams, the world decays,
City lights hide rotting ways.
Soul alone can pierce the night,
Spirit rises — claim the Light!
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The Full Cup of the New Digital Pen
“He who turns from the road to Hell won’t be scared by the warning:
‘This road leads to nowhere!’”
— Stanis;aw Jerzy Lec
Along the road to the New Hell,
The herbivore moves with glee.
There’s a road that leads to NOWHERE,
Yet herds shun it carefully.
This Hell, the Other — it’s well known:
By the trough it’s tight, confined.
The shearing still runs on schedule,
Daily sacrifices aligned.
The shepherd has it all arranged,
Plenty of amusement for the slaves.
He calls it nonsense, absurd play,
For those who dare, their path he braves.
Few march forward — the vigilant gone,
Perhaps their minds lost instinctive dread,
Care for neighbors, faith in the shepherd?
Foolish thought — best leave instead.
Innovations framed as “care”
Surround the idiots everywhere:
“Treating” even non-existent ills,
A factory of maladies fulfills.
With signs proclaiming, “Joy for all sheep!”
Tolerance masks the filth they keep.
Kind words feed them, dreams anew,
Yet herds won’t step where nothing’s true.
Along the road to NOWHERE,
The flocks won’t move, they stay.
A Pen is built, overflowing full,
The cup of control, in disarray.
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The New Digital Pen
Herds march blind along the way,
To Nowhere’s Hell they blindly stray.
Shepherds rule with lies and fear,
Only few escape the snare.
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Herds obey, the Shepherd grins,
Daily blood and pointless sins.
Digital Pen, the cup is full,
Few break free — the rest stay dull.
---
Along the road to Nowhere’s gate,
Fools march blind, they meet their fate.
Shepherds laugh, the flocks comply,
Only few will wonder why.
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Joy for sheep! The sign proclaims,
While idiots dance in empty games.
The Pen is brimming, control in place,
Few escape this hopeless race.
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The New Digital Pen
Herds obey, the Shepherd grins,
Daily blood and pointless sins.
Along the road to Nowhere’s gate,
Fools march blind, they meet their fate.
Joy for sheep! The sign proclaims,
While idiots dance in empty games.
Digital Pen, the cup is full,
Shepherds laugh — the flocks stay dull.
Only few can break the snare,
Stand alone — escape the glare.
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The New Digital Pen
Herds march blind, the Shepherd cheers,
Daily blood and pointless fears.
Few break free, the rest ensnared,
Soul alone — the path prepared.
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Overdrive of Struggle and Creation
Impossible to forge the Cause,
If allies clash in slightest pause.
Be brave — alone, destroy the Fright,
Alone you strike in overdrive, through night.
The wretched world, so tired and small,
Has worn you down, can’t bear it all.
You draw a line, beyond — is Death,
Each breath a battle, every word a breath.
Tension rising off the scale —
Only so the fight prevails
Against the filth. Lies have bored,
Vile media’s venom poured.
Surrounding dullness gnaws your core,
Impossible to bear much more.
Greed, cowardice, beyond all measure,
A trial of Soul, no petty pleasure.
Thus, armed with glimpses of the Spirit,
Strike the slime, burn, though mere words bear it.
The infernal reason clouds the way —
Fascism reigns throughout the fray.
Defy the fatal hand of fate,
Through Creation, scorn the path of Hate.
Downward all descends — you didn’t dream this ride.
Evil’s patience sentences the Soul inside.
Listen to the Soul, reject the lies,
Hold fast, create, and fight the skies.
In the Cataclysm, fools will fall,
False lives end — only this befalls.
And this completes the cycle once again,
Soon all will answer — for every sin.
Back to Hell anew, if you retreat…
Stand firm, create — make evil meet defeat.
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Overdrive of Struggle
Alone, strike down the Fright and Lies,
Burn the slime where corruption lies.
Soul alone defies the fall,
Create, resist — destroy it all!
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Alone you fight, the filth to shred,
Truth and Spirit guide your head.
Through the Cataclysm, burn the rot,
Strike the lies — forsake them not!
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Soul alone, against the vile,
Every falsehood burns a mile.
Create, resist, don’t bend or fall,
Stand through Hell — survive it all.
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Infernal currents push you down,
Yet Spirit’s Light won’t let you drown.
Through struggle, lies, and death’s embrace,
Creation marks your saving grace.
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Overdrive of Struggle
Alone you fight, the filth to shred,
Truth and Spirit guide your head.
Soul alone, against the vile,
Every falsehood burns a mile.
Through the Cataclysm, burn the rot,
Strike the lies — forsake them not!
Infernal currents push you down,
Yet Spirit’s Light won’t let you drown.
Create, resist, don’t bend or fall,
Stand through Hell — survive it all.
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Overdrive
Alone, strike down the filth and lies,
Soul ignites where darkness flies.
Through the Hell, resist, create,
Stand and fight — defy your fate!
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Matches
You have the matches, yet don’t know
How to strike — your mind just smolders so.
From Ignorance you suffer still,
Drowned in Lies, with random will.
You move along the patterned track.
If it were good, you’d find your knack:
Darkness hands fools the poisoned lot,
And we are oppressed from birth — the plot.
In school you serve the mandatory grind,
Processing wider, minds confined.
Reason shrinks beneath the foolish tide,
Entropy devours, and skins will rot inside.
CowID revealed the bottom-line —
Just a step to Pens where flocks align.
Media of Evil reeks all around,
In attack again, the inhuman hound:
Plague, war — what next? Hunger?
Where to read the script, the thunder?
Moloch strains to herd the skins,
Into the stalls, the chaos begins.
Matches — sparks of God’s own flame,
To save the Soul, to guard the name.
Don’t bear them to the wretched world,
Ignite the Spirit, let it swirl.
Strike the fire — then you can share
The Light with others, if you dare.
Smoldering, you only multiply
Ignorance — and all together die.
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Matches
You hold the sparks, yet do not light,
Ignite the Soul, resist the night.
Share the Flame — the darkness flees,
Smolder not, or all will cease.
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Matches in hand, yet mind untamed,
Strike the Spirit, leave the dark ashamed.
Share the fire, burn the lies,
Or Ignorance will claim all lives.
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Hold the sparks, ignite the Soul,
Let the inner Flame make you whole.
Smolder not, but light the way,
Darkness fades where Fire holds sway.
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Sparks of God, within your grasp,
Awaken Spirit, break the clasp.
Fail to strike, the shadow thrives,
Strike the Flame — preserve all lives.
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Äåêàäàíñ
Áðåä ñàäèñòîâ ïðèóêðàøåí —
Ñïëîøü "öâåòàñòîå äîáðî"
È "ïðîãðåññ". Çà êðîâ âñå ïàøåì,
È çà æðà÷êó, íà çåðî
Ñòàâÿ — çàìàíèëè øàíñîì
×òî-òî ãäå-òî ïîëó÷èòü.
Îáåðíóëñÿ äåêàäàíñîì
(Íàçîâóò Íüþ-Ðåíåññàíñîì!)
Èõ "ïðîãðåññ", ãäå â ðàáñòâå ãíèòü
Âñåì ñóäüáà, õâàëÿ "ñâîáîäû" —
Åñëè ïîëíûé èäèîò.
Íåòó ñòðàí, à â íèõ íàðîäîâ:
Ìèð — òþðüìà, óáîãèé ñáðîä
Òðè ÷åòâ¸ðòûõ, êîëü íå áîëüøå —
Ðàçóì òàåò íà ãëàçàõ,
Ðàç íàìîðäíèê è óêîëü÷èê
Ñ ÿäîì çäåñü âîçìîæíû. Ñòðàõ
Óïðàâëÿåò èäèîòîì
×åðåç ëîæü: âñåìèðíûé ÑÌÐÀÄ
Âûøå âñåõ "âëàñòåé". Áàíêðîòîì
Êàæäûé, êòî Ñèñòåìå ÷óæä, à ãàä
"Ïðîöâåòàåò", ïðåäàâàÿ,
Ïðîäàâàÿ âñ¸ è âñÿ,
Ñòðîé ïîõàáíûé âîñõâàëÿÿ,
Áðåä è ñòðàõ â òîëïó íåñÿ.
Ïîäûòîæàò Êàòàêëèçìîì
Íå÷åñòèâûé äåêàäàíñ,
Îáåðíóâøèéñÿ ôàøèçìîì:
Äëÿ Äóõîâíûõ ìàëûé øàíñ
Âûðâàòüñÿ èç Àäñêîé Êëåòè
È â Ìèð Ñâåòà âîñïàðèòü.
Íå ñòðåìèøüñÿ Ââûñü, ñ Çëîì âñòðåòèøü
Âðåìÿ Òüìû —> è äàëüøå ãíèòü
 Àäå, ýòîãî ïîõóæå:
Çà ïîêîðíîñòü Çëó âåðäèêò.
Òàì íàðîäåö î÷åíü íóæåí —
Àäà ïðîøëîãî ðåëèêò.
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Àäðåñàöèÿ èñêóññòâà:
Ðàíüøå ìûñëÿùèì. Òåïåðü
Òåøèò ×óøü ãíèëûå ÷óâñòâà
Èäèîòîâ. Ïðàâèò Çâåðü,
Äåãðàäàöèþ óñèëèâ, —
È â çàãîíå òîíêèé ïèñê
Íåñîãëàñíûõ. Òàê ÷òî "ìûëî"
Íûíå âðîäå êàê èçûñê.
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Ïðîãðåññ èëè ïèïåö?
Êðè÷àò "Äà çäðàâñòâóåò ïðîãðåññ!"
"Ïðîãðåññ ÷åãî?" — òî Åæè Ëåö
Ñïðîñèë êîãäà-òî. Íûíå ïðåññ
"Ðåôîðì" òàêîé, ÷òî ëèøü ïîäëåö
Èëü ÑÌÐÀÄîâ îõìóðåíüÿ ñïåö
Îð¸ò ïîäîáíîå. Ïèïåö...
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Îáðåòåíèå Áàðàíüåãî Óìà
Óãàäàéêà äëÿ Íåçíàéêè —
Øêîëà. Îãëóïëåíüÿ ãðóç
Ñ ÿðëûêîì "×åãî-òî Çíàéêè" —
Ýòî äîñòîñëàâíûé ÂÓÇ.
Òàì è òàì ïðåïîíû Ìûñëè
Òâîð÷åñêîé. È òàê âñåãäà
Áûëî. Ëèøü áàáëî èñ÷èñëèøü
Òû â ñîëèäíûå ãîäà
Êàê èòîã áîëüøèõ ñòàðàíèé
Íàó÷èòüñÿ òàì óìó.
Ïîñðåäè Ôàøèñòêîé Ñðàíè
Î÷åíü íóæåí Óì Áàðàíèé —
Âñ¸ èíîå íè ê ÷åìó.
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Òåìû Çëà äëÿ îñëà
"Òåìû" —
 ìåìû!
×óøü — â "ó÷åíüÿ"!
Äóõà, ìûñëè ðàçëîæåíüå
Ïîä êîíòðîëü, èíà÷å ÒÂÀÐÈ
Íå óäåðæàò â Ëæèâîé Ìàðè
Îãëóïëåíüÿ æåðòâ óáîãèõ,
Èùóùèõ ÷àñòè÷êó áîãà
Íå â ñåáå, à â ëæåðåëèãèÿõ.
Ñòàëà íîâûìè âåðèãàìè
Äëÿ óìà äíåñü ëæåíàóêà.
ÑÌÐÀÄîâ ëîæü —> è ñòðàõ, äîêóêà
Äîáèâàþò ìûñëè ñëåä =>
 ÷åðíè ëèøü ãîëèìûé áðåä.
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Borrowed “Knowledge”
Borrowed scraps of “wisdom,”
From third-hand minds at best!
Thus runs their vain competition—
Recruiting fools for quest.
A waiting line since childhood,
To chain you, make you bend.
From lies you’re struck with horror—
But cash is all they spend.
They treat you like a gadget,
A profit-making tool.
Their iron clamps will catch you,
And bind you as their mule.
Forever stuck in bondage,
If lies you still obey.
The Path of Truth is rugged,
But serve it—come what may!
Awaken intuition,
Let sharpness guard your thought.
Imposed delusions whisper,
You’re harvest—nothing more.
Distorted through their filters,
Of selfish interest made,
You’ll walk for miles, a donkey,
Crushed under false parade.
That lie keeps multiplying—
“Progress!” (damn their creed!)
It slaughters souls in silence—
This TRUTH you ought to heed.
Yet in yourself are filters,
Implanted deep, with care,
So you become your jailer—
The censor lurking there.
And all about the “past,”
Invented, dressed in shame,
While in the cheap “present”
They herd all men the same.
You’ll never grasp the Now
Through lies that cloud and crush.
The sorrow yet approaching—
Flee, multiply the Spirit’s hush.
The answers live in Spirit—
Go inward, do not stray!
No life is here worth living—
The Spirit is the Way.
The age of blind submission,
Of “good,” and meek disguise,
Was nothing but corruption—
Awake! At last—arise!
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Borrowed lies enslave the mind —
Spirit cuts their chains in kind!
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False “progress” kills, their profit feeds —
Awake! The Spirit’s all you need.
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No past, no lies, no master’s yoke —
The Spirit speaks — ARISE, awoke!
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Their filters blind, their lies betray —
The Spirit burns, it lights the Way!
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LIES ENSLAVE —
SPIRIT STRIKES!
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KILL THE FILTERS —
AWAKE OR DIE!
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CURSE THEIR “PROGRESS” —
IT SLAUGHTERS SOULS!
ONLY THE SPIRIT
CAN BREAK THEIR CONTROLS!
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SPIRIT RISES —
"PROGRESS" DIES!
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WAKE UP — SPIRIT RULES!
TRUTH INSIDE, LIES OUT!
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BREAK THEIR CHAINS — BURN THEIR THRONE!
SPIT ON LIES — STRIKE WITH FIRE!
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CURSE THE FALSE — SPIRIT SURVIVES!
PROGRESS = DEATH. SPIRIT = LIFE.
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WAKE UP — SPIRIT RULES!
TRUTH INSIDE, LIES OUT!
BREAK THEIR CHAINS — BURN THEIR THRONE!
SPIT ON LIES — STRIKE WITH FIRE!
CURSE THE FALSE — SPIRIT SURVIVES!
PROGRESS = DEATH. SPIRIT = LIFE.
SPIRIT RISES — PROGRESS DIES!
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WAKE UP — SPIRIT RULES!
TRUTH INSIDE — LIES OUT!
BREAK THEIR CHAINS — BURN THEIR THRONE!
SPIT ON LIES — STRIKE WITH FIRE!
CURSE THE FALSE — SPIRIT SURVIVES!
PROGRESS = DEATH — SPIRIT = LIFE!
SPIRIT RISES — PROGRESS DIES!
SPIRIT RISES — PROGRESS DIES!
SPIRIT RISES — PROGRESS DIES!
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CURSE THEIR PROGRESS — IT SLAUGHTERS SOULS!
CURSE THEIR FILTERS — THEY STRANGLE WHOLE!
NO MERCY FOR LIES — NO FUTURE FOR SLAVES!
THE SPIRIT ALONE — THE POWER THAT SAVES!
DAMN THEIR THRONE — BURN IT TO DUST!
RISE, O SPIRIT — IN SPIRIT WE TRUST!
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By the fire of Spirit — we CURSE the LIE!
By the ashes of Truth — their “Progress” must DIE!
Chains to dust, Thrones to flame!
Spirit eternal — remember the NAME!
No past! No veil! No false disguise!
We summon the Spirit — we MAKE it RISE!
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CURSE THE LIES —
BURN THEIR THRONE!
SPIRIT RISES —
DEATH TO THE FALSE!
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BREAK THE CHAINS —
CRUSH THE LIES!
SPIRIT STRIKES —
ALL FALSE DIES!
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WAKE THE SPIRIT —
SHATTER THE VEIL!
TRUTH WITHIN —
NEVER FAIL!
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DAMN THEIR THRONE —
BURN THEIR FILTH!
SPIRIT ALONE —
RESTORES THE EARTH!
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BREAK THE CHAINS —
CRUSH THE LIES!
SPIRIT STRIKES —
ALL FALSE DIES!
---
WAKE THE SPIRIT —
SHATTER THE VEIL!
TRUTH WITHIN —
NEVER FAIL!
---
DAMN THEIR THRONE —
BURN THEIR FILTH!
SPIRIT ALONE —
RESTORES THE EARTH!
---
CURSE THE LIES —
BURN THEIR THRONE!
SPIRIT RISES —
DEATH TO THE FALSE!
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Óñòàëîñòü — íå ìàëîñòü:
Íå ìíîãî îñòàëîñü
Ýíåðãèè, ÷òîáû
Îñòàòîê óãðîáèòü —
Òóïîé ïñåâäîæèçíè;
Íå â ïîøëîñòè. Áðûçíè
Ñ áåçìîëâíûì óêîðîì
Ñîë¸íûì ðàñòâîðîì
Ñòèõîâ íà ÷óøü ñëèçíåé.
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ÄÍÈÙÅ ÐÀÇËÎÆÅÍÈß
Ñêîðûå ïî êðóãó:
Áûë ãîâíèä ëèõîé —
 ãîëîâàõ íåäóãîì.
Áîëåí ãîëîâîé
 ìèðå ïî÷òè êàæäûé —
Ìèðîâîé Äóðäîì.
×óòêèé è îòâàæíûé
Ðåäêîñòü ìåæ ñêîòîì,
Âåðÿùèì â âñå áàéêè —
Ìîæíî èñïóãàòü
×åì óãîäíî. Äàé-êà
Âñåì øìóðäÿê: ñïàñàòü
Íàäî îò õèìåðû,
À èíà÷å ñìåðòü.
Ëæåíàóêà, "âåðû",
"Èäåé" ÒÂÀÐÅÉ òâåðäü
Ïðåâðàòèëè äóðíåé
 õèëûé ñìèðíûé ñêîò.
È ÷åì äàëüøå, øêóðíåé
Áóäåò ãàäêèé ñáðîä.
Õâîñòèê îòðàñòàåò —
Äàâèò ëèïêèé ñòðàõ.
Ìèð îïÿòü ëàæàåò —
Âîéíû. Äàëüøå — â ïðàõ.
Ýòî Êàòàêëèçìû
Ïîäâåäóò èòîã
Ñòðàõàì, ëæè ôàøèçìà —
Îãëóïë¸í è áîã:
Ñìðàä îò îãëóïëåíèÿ
Ïîòÿíóëñÿ ââûñü.
ÄÍÈÙÅ ÐÀÇËÎÆÅÍÈß
Ýòîò ìèð — î÷íèñü:
Êîëü Ïðå÷èñòûì Äóõîì
Áóäåøü îñåí¸í,
Íå äîñòàíóò ñóêè,
Ìåðçîñòè âàãîí
Âíîâü ïðîì÷èòñÿ ìèìî —
Ñêîðûé ïîåçä ëæè
Åäåò âäîëü Îáðûâà.
Øïàëû — ****åæè.
Êàòàêëèçì ðàçìîåò
Øïàëû => âñ¸ âî Òüìó.
Òîëüêî Äóõ îòêðîåò
Ïóòü Íàâåðõ óìó.
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Ñâîÿ ðóáàõà áëèæå ê òåëó:
Ñäèðàþò êîæó ãäå-òî òàì —
×òî æ, ïîãðóùó, âîçüìóñü çà äåëî,
×òîá íîâóþ êóïèòü. Îòäàì
ß ãðîøèê íèùåìó, è ñîâåñòü
Ìîÿ ÷èñòà. ×òî òîíåò ìèð —
Äàâíî èçâåñòíà ýòà ïîâåñòü.
À âïðî÷åì, óæèí — ìÿñî, ñûð...
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Áîëüøàÿ ñòðîéêà äëÿ "íàñòîÿùèõ ãåðîåâ"
Êóìèðîâ áîëüøå, ÷åì ãåðîåâ —
Èçð¸ê òî Íèöøå. À òåïåðü
È áåç êóìèðîâ ÷åðíü ïîñòðîÿò —
Áàáëî áû áûëî. Âïðî÷åì, "âåðü!"
Èñïîëüçóþò âñ¸ òàê æå — ÿðî,
Íî ëîõîòðîí ñåé÷àñ â ÷åñòè.
È ñíîâà âåðèò Çëó ëîøàðà:
ËÞÁÓÞ ÷óøü â ïèïë äîíåñòè
Ïðîáëåìà ìàëàÿ — ãîâíèäîì
Íà âøèâîñòü èñïûòàëè ìèð.
Èòîã ïå÷àëüíûé — âñþäó ãíèäû.
Ìàìîíà ãëàâíûé èõ êóìèð.
Çà äåíüãè äîõòóð è çàðåæåò,
È ÿäó âêîëåò, áëàãî èõ
Íàâàëîì. ×åñòíûå âñ¸ ðåæå —
Âñåõ ïîäàâèë ïðîäàæíûé ïñèõ.
Ïðîäàæíûå âñå íûíå ñòðîÿò
Îãðîìíûé Ëàãåðü — ìèðîâîé.
Áàáëà äîáàâÿò, ëîæü óòðîÿò
(È âíîâü ïðåäàòåëü êàê ãåðîé!) —
Äîñòðîÿò, òî ñàìî ñîáîé...
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Óñêîëüçàþùèå äåñÿòü, ïÿòü (èëè ñêîëüêî ñåé÷àñ?) øàãîâ (èëè ãðåáêîâ?)
"Ìû æèâåì, ïîä ñîáîþ íå ÷óÿ ñòðàíû,
Íàøè ðå÷è çà äåñÿòü øàãîâ íå ñëûøíû..."
Îñèï Ìàíäåëüøòàì, 1933 ã.
"Íî è ýòî, ñëîâíî äàð ñâûøå,
Áûòü íà öåëûõ ïÿòü øàãîâ ñëûøíûì!"
Àëåêñàíäð Ãàëè÷, 1972 ã.
Íàéòè áû ìåðó â èíòåðíåòå,
Êàê áåçóñëîâíûé ýòàëîí,
Íàñêîëüêî ñëûøèì â îáùåì áðåäå
Ïîýò, ïèñàòåëü, â êîåì âîí
Íå èçãíàí Äóõ, íó à ïðîäàæíîñòü —
Íî÷íûì êîøìàðîì. Èäèîò,
Êîíå÷íî, íûíå êàê ñâåðõ-âàæíîñòü,
È ïàòîêó â ñâåðõ-ïîøëûé ñáðîä
Íàëèëè äîâåðõó. Øàãàìè
Ïðîñòðàíñòâî Ëæè ìåæ äóðàêàìè
Óæå íå ìåðÿòü — ëèøü ãðåáîê.
À âïðî÷åì ýòî â ñëàäêîé âÿçè
Íå ñïîñîá äâèãàòüñÿ. Óáîã
Íàïðàñíûé òðóä — ïðîïàëè ñâÿçè
Íå âèðòóàëüíûå, à áîã
Ïîïàëñÿ â ãëþê Ñåò`è, âåäü ìðàçè
Öåíçóðîé ïðàâÿò, òåì â ëóáîê
Ñåòü ïðåâðàùàÿ. ×òî æ, íà äíèùå
Ñåòè èùè íà òî îòâåò —
Øàãè, ãðåáîê, èëè... âîíèùå
×ðåç îòçûâû: âñ¸ ìîæåò áûòü — òîòàëåí Áðåä.
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Òðè òî÷êè çðåíèÿ íà Ëîæü è Îãëóïëåíèå
Òåíü:
Íå îïóñòîøèâ óìèøêè,
Íå ñóìåþò â ÷åðíü âîæäèøêè
Åðåñü íîâóþ âîãíàòü,
Ñ íåþ ñòðè÷ü è êðîâü ïóñêàòü.
Øåðñòü âñÿ èì, à íàì ãàââàõ.
Ìû ëîïàòèì ìèðà ïðàõ.
Äóðàêàì: "âåëåë Àëëàõ" —
Ïðåäñòàâëÿåòñÿ âñ¸ òî.
Ìû çäåñü âñ¸, ðàáû — ÍÈ×ÒÎ.
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"Âëàñòü":
ß øåñò¸ðêà ó ÒÂÀÐÜß —
Ìàñòåð ïîøëîãî âðàíüÿ.
Ï-ðåçèäåíòîì äëÿ _Ãíèëüÿ,
׸ðò, — _"ñòðàíû". "Çàáîòû" äëÿ,
"Äîáðîòû", êîíå÷íî, ðàäè
Ìû èçãàäèì-ïåðåãàäèì
Âñ¸, ÷òî ñêàæóò. Ìû êàê òëÿ,
À ïîä ÒÂÀÐÜÞ âñÿ Çåìëÿ.
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×åðíü:
Ìóäîçâîí ÿ. Ìîé çàêîí:
Ïîä÷èíÿòüñÿ, âåðèòü, ëãàòü.
Åñëè óì èçãîíèì âîí,
Êàê òðè ïàëüöà îáîññàòü —
_Ùàñòüå ñêîïîì îòûñêàòü.
Íà _èíîå íàì íàñðàòü!
Ñîáèðàþò ñíîâà ðàòü —
Ñïðàâåäëèâîñòü âîöàðÿòü:
Áóäåì ãðàáèòü, óáèâàòü —
Ýòèì ñêðåïû óêðåïëÿòü.
Ñëàâà áîãó, âñå áîëåçíè
 ïðîøëîì — øìóðäÿêè ñåé÷àñ ïîëåçíåé.
À íàìîðäíèêè ñïàñàþò —
×ðåç íèõ êàñêè ïðîðàñòàþò;
 ïîòîëêå îòêðûëñÿ ëþê:
Íî íå áîéñÿ, òî íå ãëþê —
Ýòî Ùàñòüå âñåì, "êòî â òàíêå".
Âñåì â àòàêó ñïîçàðàíêó!
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Áîëüøîå "ìû" èëëþçîðíûõ îáùíîñòåé
Ìû — íåì`û
È ñëåï`û,
Õîòü æëîáû.
Ìû — ðàáû
Êóòåðüìû
 ãîëîâàõ
È âîêðóã.
 äóøàõ ïðàõ,
Ëîæü íàì Äðóã.
Äàâèò ×óøü —
Ðåäêèé äþæ
×åðåç "ß"
Èç Ãíèëüÿ
Âèäåòü Ñâåò.
Äèêèé Áðåä —>
Âñþäó ñëåä =>
Êîðåíü áåä.
Ëè÷íî "íåò!"
Êðèêíóòü âñëåä
Áåäàì, Çëó
È Êîçëó!!!
Áðåä, Êîç¸ë —>
Ïðîèçâîë —>
×åðíü êàê âîë =>
È â êîò¸ë,
Åñëè ÷òî.
"Ìû" — ÍÈ×ÒÎ.
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Ìóòîòà "åäèíñòâà ñîçíàíèÿ â ìèðå"
Âñ¸ åäèíî...
Äëÿ êðåòèíà
Ãîñïîäèíà
Òþê íà ñïèíó,
Åñëè ìèíà
Ëæèâàÿ â ìèðêå âåçäå.
Âñ¸ åäèíî â ****åæå.
Ðàçäåëåíèå áîëüøîå,
Òàê êàê Òüìà ïîâñþäó ñòðîèò
Íîâûé Ëàãåðü Öèôðîâîé
Äëÿ "åäèíûõ" — ñ ãîëîâîé
Ó êîòîðûõ íå ïðîáëåìû —
Ïîëíûé øâàõ — ëèøü ÒÂÀÐÅÉ ìåìû.
×óòêèé, óìíûé è äóõîâíûé —
Òîëüêî Ñâåò òâîé âîæäü âåðõîâíûé:
 Ìèðå Òüìû ó åäèíèö —
Îñòàëüíûå ïàëè íèö.
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Òîâàðíÿê è "ïîðîæíÿê"
"Ðåâîëþöèè — ëîêîìîòèâû èñòîðèè".
Êàðë Ìàðêñ.
Ëîêîìîòèâ "Êàðë Ìàðêñ": íà ðåëüñû
Âñåõ íåóãîäíûõ è ÀÒÓ!
Âñåì ìûñëèòü è òâîðèòü óìåëüöàì,
Êòî öåíèò ëè÷íîñòü, êðàñîòó
È ÷óæä ïîñëóøíîìó ñêîòó.
Ïîãðóçÿò ñêîò â äëèííþùèé ïîåçä
È ñ ïåñíåé ïîâåçóò â óòèëü,
Ñëàãàÿ _ðåâîëþöèé ïîâåñòü,
Âòîðîå äíî _èõ — ìîðäîé â Ãíèëü.
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Ëæèâîñòü è ïðîäàæíîñòü áîëüøèíñòâà ïèñàê
Ñîíåò ìîé — áðåä,
À ïîâåñòü — ÷óøü,
Êîãäà êðèê "íåò!!!"
Çàãëóøèò êóø.
Ïîâñþäó áåé...
Ïîêëîí ÒÂÀÐÜÞ.
Ðîïòàòü íå ñìåé,
À ïîé Ãíèëüþ
Îñàííû òû
Ñðåäü ìàåòû
Ôàøèçìà ñõåì,
Ãäå ñëåï è íåì
Ïîñëóøíûé ñáðîä.
Íå èäèîò
 í¸ì ðåäîê. ×òî æ,
Èõ áðåä óìíîæü
Áîäðÿ÷íîé ÷óøüþ,
×òî ãóáèò äóøè,
Óìà îñòàòêè
Âîí ãîíèò â ñõâàòêå
Òüìû ñ Äóõîì ×èñòûì.
Ñëóæà ôàøèñòàì
×ðåç ÷óøü "ïèñàíèé"
Òû óì áàðàíèé
Ïðèîáðåò¸øü,
Äëÿ Çëà êàê âîøü.
Çàäàâèò, êîëü
Íå òî òû â ãîëü
Õîòÿ áû ðàç,
Íå ïîä çàêàç
Îòïðàâèøü, ìíÿ
×óòîê Îãíÿ
 ñåáå. Ïðîäàæíîñòü
Îãíþ íå âëàæíîñòü —
Äåâÿòûé âàë.
 ëîæü ïàë — ïðîïàë.
Ïðîïàùèé ìèð
Äëÿ ÒÂÀÐÅÉ òèð:
Íå ëãóí — â ïðèöåë,
Ïóñòü õèë, íå ñìåë.
Íåò ïåðñïåêòèâ —
Çëî êàê íàðûâ.
Ëèøü Êàòàêëèçì
Ñìåò¸ò ôàøèçì,
À ñ íèì ëãóíîâ,
Âåäü Êîí ñóðîâ:
Ñëóãà Äåðüìó —
ÎÏßÒÜ âî Òüìó.
Íå ïåðâûé öèêë
Çåìëè. Âîçíèê
Äàâíåíüêî îí:
Êîãäà Äóõ âîí,
Òîãäà îïÿòü
ÂÑÅÕ èñòðåáëÿòü —
Ñ íóëÿ íà÷àòü:
Íå áçäåòü, íå âðàòü!
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Âñ¸ ïîä êîíòðîëåì
Ïîä êîíòðîëåì: ñòðàõ â êðîâè,
Áàñòèîíîì ëîæü. Çîâè
Òû íà ïîìîùü Ñâåò â Äóøå,
×òîá íå ñãèíóòü â ****åæå.
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Ñòðàõîì ïðàâÿò. Óì â öåïÿõ:
Ñëèøêîì ìíîãî ëæè è áëÿõ.
Ãëàâíîé ëîæü, ìåíòû ýÍÇý:
Áóíò => ðàçãîí è ÊýÏýÇý.
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Ëàãåðü Öèôðû — ðàáñòâî, ëîæü,
Öèðêóëÿð âãîíÿåò â äðîæü:
Âíîâü ÖýÓ äà¸ò ÒÂÀÐܨ,
×òîá Âñåìèðíîå Ãíèëü¸
Ñïëîøü ïðîãíóëîñü ïîä Âðàíü¸.
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Ñòðàõ, êîíòðîëü, ïîâèíîâåíüå:
Âñþäó Àä — Äíî Ðàçëîæåíüÿ.
Âíóòðü óéäÿ, èùè òàì Ñâåò,
Ïîçàáûâ Ãîëèìûé Áðåä —
Ïðàâÿò ìèðîì ÷åðåç Ëîæü,
Åðåñüþ âãîíÿÿ â äðîæü.
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Ãèáëûé ìèð ïîä âëàñòüþ Çëà.
Êàê ìîðêîâêà äëÿ îñëà
 í¸ì áàáëèøêî è êàðüåðà.
Ñðåäü îñëîâ ñòàíü ñàìûì ñåðûì —
Òî êàðüåðà, à áàáëî
Òîëüêî òåì, êîìó ñâåçëî
 ëîõîòðîíàõ, êîèõ ìíîãî —
Ìîòèâàöèåé óáîãèõ.
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Îòâåòû "âûçîâàì" ïñåâäîæèçíè
ÁÅÑ-ïðåäìåòíûé Áðåä —
Ðåäêîñòíûé îòâåò,
Âåäü âïåíäþðÿò ×óøü
Íóæíóþ. Áåç âðóø
Âñ¸ òåðÿåò "ñìûñë":
Èäèîò ïîâèñ,
Ïóñò, íàä ÏÓÑÒÎÒÎÉ.
ÑÌÐÀÄîâ âîé òàêîé —
Õîòü òîïîð ïîâåñü
Ñâåðõó ÁÅÇÄÍÛ. Äíåñü
Ìîæíî è õîäèòü —
"Âûçîâû" ãðîìèòü
Ïî øàáëîíàì Çëà
Åðåñüþ îñëà.
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Âîíü ÑÌÐÀÄîâ è "îáðàçîâàíèÿ"
IGNITE THE LIGHT:
Èùè èíñàéò
Âíóòðè, Îãîíü
Õîòü ðåäîê — âîíü
Âïåíäþðèò Òüìà
Âçàìåí óìà.
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Void and Form
"Form is not apart from the Void.
Void is not apart from Form.
Form is the Void, and the Void is Form.
So it is with feelings, perceptions,
shaping forces, and the mind."
— Praj;;p;ramit; S;tra
Step into the Seamless Wholeness —
The Radiant, Shining Void.
Forget this form, this fleeting dullness,
This madhouse for herds employed.
Remember: you are Spirit’s Essence,
Not this world — it reeks of Hell.
The inhuman breeds "subsistence,"
To bind you where puppets dwell.
The media forges the broken,
Turns people to crawling slaves,
Like vermin, the spawn outspoken —
Earth bears them, yet Earth disdains.
For Spirit has higher formations,
Not shackles for pitiful hands.
Be steadfast, with fierce aspirations,
If Spirit within still stands.
You’ll find every answer you’re needing,
The Path and the Truth are near.
The Spirit can’t bow to their breeding —
It rises through struggle and clear.
So seek, and resist, and awaken,
Or the Void will wither and die.
On Truth all the battle is taken,
And Truth is disarmingly nigh.
The Soul is defiance of Darkness,
Entropy’s mask it may wear.
Its weapons are lies, vile and heartless —
Deformed ones breathe falsehoods there.
Strike falsehood wherever you meet it,
Find allies, the brave and the wise.
Build worlds of your own and defeat it —
The Path is not found in their lies.
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1
Smash lies, defy the swarm —
The Spirit is Void, not form.
2
Break chains, ignite the flame —
Void lives, while slaves remain.
3
Spirit won’t kneel or fall —
Truth shatters the Dark’s thrall.
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1
Void is alive —
Obey, and you die!
2
Smash the lie —
Or rot like swine!
3
Spirit stands —
Crush their commands!
4
No slave, no worm —
I am the storm!
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1
Smash the Lie!
Spirit won’t die!
2
No slave, no worm —
We are the storm!
3
Void is flame,
Break their chain!
4
Truth is the sword —
Strike down the horde!
5
Rise, resist!
Darkness missed!
6
Void is alive —
Fight to survive!
7
Crush commands,
Spirit stands!
8
Lies decay,
We find the Way!
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“Foundations”
Shake every so-called “foundation” —
Unmask where the maggots thrive.
Relearn the world by intuition,
Only the inner spark keeps you alive.
These rotten worms are many,
The “bases” are long decayed.
Inhuman stings strike heavy,
The world into filth betrayed.
Mountains of lies are towering,
The “foundations” crack below.
You’re dragging, not Truth, but ignorance,
A burden you barely know.
For ages the vermin have labored,
To kneel us, to cut the ties
With Spirit, the true salvation —
Seek it within, and rise.
There lie the answers you’re needing,
Solutions the Spirit can bring.
Refuse, and you’ll sink in decadence,
A sell-out, a worthless thing.
Take nothing here for granted,
Demand proof for all they claim.
False science, corrupt “high art” —
All rotten, all rigged for shame.
This filth numbs minds to slumber,
So guard, be sharp, be awake.
The vomit of their false paradise
Is a hell they never make.
Begin with: “I know nothing.”
Brick by brick, build a view that’s new.
You won’t reach their shameful “heaven,”
But you won’t be a fool like they do.
And know who rules this wasteland:
The inhuman breed, obscene.
Their minions spread deception —
A lie “by sense” you’ve seen.
From cradle you’re wrapped in falsehood,
Like glasses through which you stare.
But if you are truly Human,
Then multiply your defiance there.
It is hard, it is grim, it is frightening,
Yet no other path is true.
Either blast this hell wide open,
Or join the fools in their crew.
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1
Foundations rot —
Smash the lot!
2
Truth or chains —
Burn their reigns!
3
Spirit fights,
Shatter their “rights”!
4
No slave, no fraud —
Only Spirit, only God!
5
From lies arise —
With fire in eyes!
6
Tear their veil —
Let Truth prevail!
7
Refuse, resist —
Strike with the fist!
8
Hell or fight —
Choose the Light!
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Fascism
Cut off from Nature’s power,
Forgetting Spirit, Truth,
The sellouts crawl and cower —
Fascism has its youth.
Betrayal is their duty,
Judas their shining star.
Each idiot plays it fully,
A zealot for every czar.
They’ll crucify you gladly,
Just give the word to start.
Fascism returns so badly —
Same roles, same rotten art.
New Hitlers and new Goebbels
Wear different masks today.
“Salvation for the rabble!” —
The old refrain they play.
Yet “saving” means but slaughter,
A grave for witless swarms.
Their lies pollute like water,
And cripple fragile forms.
No mind — just tiny fragments,
No conscience — only dread.
They’re burning books in silence,
And dreaming the world is dead.
These vermin shape existence
With violence and deceit,
Turning men to cattle,
Their faces make one sick.
So never trust — keep fighting,
Call curses on their line.
Throw down their “cross” and lying,
Their priests’ stench-filled “divine.”
Then new horizons open,
The shameful world will burn.
This poisoned air will vanish,
When tides of Spirit turn.
A new-born tribe is coming,
Beyond the fascist’s scheme.
Their ruins mark the ending
Of Judas and his regime.
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1
Burn their lies —
Let fascism die!
2
No cross, no chains —
Break their reigns!
3
Judas rules?
Then smash his tools!
4
New masks, same rot —
Fight the lot!
5
Spirit’s flame —
Erase their name!
6
Rise, defy —
Or slaves will die!
7
Tear their disguise —
Truth never dies!
8
No trust, no peace —
Strike till they cease!
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“Thinking”
Not logic — just shapeless porridge,
It bubbles in dulled-out brains.
There fear is the king, and the “foe” they nourish,
And greed spreads wide its chains.
Pump fear, invent their “enemies,”
Stir till the mixture burns.
Then feed their hunger with fantasies,
And the idiot gladly turns.
Forge false history boldly,
Fuel lies with “science” fake.
Raise generations in slavery, coldly,
Call “freedom” the chains they take.
Crush Reason, erase all memory,
Fill heads with garbage instead.
Poison the food and water — steadily
Till thought itself is dead.
So Spirit — the human essence,
Not cattle with legs of two —
Is slaughtered with ruthless presence.
Shame! Disgrace! It’s true.
The World Asylum is raging,
Lies buried in every dome.
Man, once noble and ageless,
Has sunk to a beast in this home.
Tragedy — he became a biped beast,
Madness the heir to the land.
To our children, only disease released,
As the world drowns in lying sand.
These inhuman spawn are killing,
With falsehood sharp as a knife.
While their herd still thinks of filling
Its belly — the goal of life.
To eat, to hoard, to grovel,
That’s all their craving and plan.
Under fascist vermin’s shovel,
The world’s disgraced, unmanned.
Yet the slaves of this madhouse story
Will not croak long in chains.
For the Sun has begun its glory,
The fire consumes their reigns.
The magma nears the surface,
It burns the rot away.
The world of filth and curses
Will drown in evil’s decay.
A sickly realm collapsing,
Where drunks and halfwits crawl,
Where cowards, meekly clasping,
Stand guard for the forces of gall.
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1
No thought, just lies —
Let Reason rise!
2
Burn their cage,
End their age!
3
Spirit fights,
Smash their “rights”!
4
No herd, no slave —
The free are brave!
5
Minds awake,
Their chains will break!
6
Truth is flame —
Ashes remain!
7
Rot must fall —
No madhouse wall!
8
Rise, defy —
Or thought will die!
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A Glance at Public Folly
Pseudo-logical chatter,
Praised here as “thought,”
Forever glancing at the matter
Of public folly. Slime, overwrought.
Though it seems like reinforced concrete,
This dullness envelops all.
A glance at folly brings defeat,
Not amusement, but a fall.
This foolishness is poisoned with lies,
A total deception’s grip.
Through this deceit, it’s no surprise
To turn men into cattle’s script.
Almost everyone — two-thirds are fools,
Countless schizoid forms abound.
Have Sensitivity, Strength — break rules,
Question much where lies are found.
Honor and Conscience are buried,
By vermin who spread the fraud.
Devoured by dull, obedient masses,
In all these counterfeit lands abroad.
Soviet stupidity stands as model
For the world, a blight so vast.
Each fool a pioneer, ready to coddle
Belief in lies — their spell is cast.
The world has become a madhouse mimic,
“Chief doctor” like Napoleon reigns.
This folly grows like sarcoma, sick,
Consumes all mind, drives Spirit insane.
Without Spirit, without Reason,
You’re just a worm or dung fly.
Shut the door on that treason,
And turn your gaze inward — reply.
Inside lie the answers you’re needing:
Ask the right question, and see.
Send off all the “friendly” misleaders,
With them — a verbal diarrhea spree.
One universal disease rules,
That world-wide plague of speech.
The enemy of all humanity
Is the meek fool who trusts deceit.
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1
Folly reigns —
Shut the chains!
2
Lies devour,
Ignite your power!
3
Send fools away,
Find your own way!
4
Verbal plague,
Fight the fake!
5
No Spirit, no mind —
Leave the herd behind!
6
Question all,
Break their thrall!
7
Inside is light,
Crush their blight!
8
Trust not the meek,
Truth is what you seek!
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Trained Animals
Training begins from infancy,
Mom and Dad are mouse and mole.
But you’re not a mole or a tiny mouse instantly,
And consciousness does not fill the soul.
There are vipers with dulled stings —
And you must enter the pit for years,
Till Consciousness fades and almost dies,
Till the Spirit’s crushed by fears.
Jackals gather in a cowardly pack,
Surrounding kittens and little mice.
They don’t just growl or bark attack —
They aim to break all with vice.
There are pens where effort is measured,
Food must be earned by bending low.
To survive, you must submit, be pressured,
And take the blows they bestow.
Crickets, dogs, all make noise and howl —
The training grinds on relentlessly.
You must feel ready for slaughter, foul —
Fear’s injected by troops relentlessly.
Those macaques wield the image of a grenade —
A fearsome vision for many a beast.
You tremble head to toe, afraid,
Each year their terror increased.
And donkeys probe “wisdom” —
Critical to training, they hold sway.
The narrowness of animal souls
The monitor lizards guard with their spray,
And poison is everywhere, applied,
Anointed like a ritual.
The sick and weak are sometimes saved
By twin serpents’ venom — brutal.
They calm you with poison,
Prepare you for slaughtered weight.
Too frail? They cover you with a sheet:
“You’ve served your term,” they state.
This zoo-circus is immense:
No escape from these crowded lands.
Deep burrows won’t help you,
If they decide to skin your hands.
And Baphomet-Goat rules it all.
Only training and slaughter remain.
Nothing else is left to the beasts,
The circus is his domain, his chain.
All creatures are food — mole and mouse,
Jackals, vipers, crickets, dogs, and monkeys.
The payment demanded is the soul itself,
While filth devours greedily.
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1
Zoo of fear —
Stand or disappear!
2
Chains or die —
Spirit won’t comply!
3
Poison, blows —
Strike back, oppose!
4
Baphomet rules —
Crush his tools!
5
All are prey —
Break the way!
6
Fear grinds down —
Raise your crown!
7
From vipers’ sting
To the jackals’ ring — resist everything!
8
No pen, no cage —
Let Spirit rage!
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Dreams and Delirium
The strangeness of dreams — a refuge
From the delirium of the “rational” world.
This so-called “reason” strikes low and crude —
You’re like a target in a shooting gallery hurled.
They fire from birth — under the hail
Of that filth’s relentless cannonade,
Passed down to us… a poisoned trail,
From traitors countless, vilely made,
Serving the inhuman, whose goal
Is madness, soullessness, and chains.
Yet they speak their nonsense, seeming small,
As if this obscenity’s no real pain.
But countless tiny harms accumulate —
The mind itself becomes a wound.
A heavy strike on nerves, a slow torture,
Fascism wears down with gloom profound.
Trust nothing — so many scum are fed.
Their hordes strike where consciousness is thin.
Their weapon is the poison of lies,
Dressed sweetly, seasoning for sin:
“Just eat and obey — answers await
For all questions,” they crudely claim.
With such filth, the strongest shackles
Are forged — worse than any cage or frame.
Souls are tormented in precision,
The blows strike deep and true.
Soulless vermin in the World Asylum
Rule — and they are the majority too.
In darkness, coma, and twisted minds,
So many consciousnesses lost and small,
These feeble intellects, corruption thinks
A mere cost of progress — nothing at all.
When the bottom breaks, it will shatter —
All the filth of Hell will descend.
Even now, the stench is unbearable,
Salvation lies only in fire to cleanse.
Burn the madhouse — the Spirit will rise,
The remnants of the Reasoned saved.
All the servants of Hell will perish —
For the Spirit, it is Resurrection made.
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1
Dreams resist —
Burn the cesspit!
2
Lies strike deep —
Awaken, don’t sleep!
3
Fascist scum —
Overcome, not succumb!
4
Soulless breed —
Rise, take heed!
5
Poisoned minds —
Fire unwinds!
6
Strike the Hellspawn —
Spirit lives on!
7
Coma, darkness, dread —
Light burns ahead!
8
Madhouse falls —
Freedom calls!
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“I Am Always Right”
I am always right,
Yet weak within.
Inside, the mob
Stirs without will, like sin.
Yet strength lies together,
A foreign, borrowed might.
All these fools
Are just a gang in sight.
And their vermin
Lead to death,
Through violent years.
The fools obey,
Ready again
To follow any command.
The vermin cry “Fascism — go!”
And march the world to brand.
New Concentration Camp,
Or Super-Madhouse rise.
“Goodness” on their flags —
While scum obey, despise.
Easy to rule
And drive to slaughter.
Praise the filth —
Like spitting with laughter.
Two fingers to all,
Darkness around.
The vermin rejoice —
In this madhouse bound.
But truth will end
The fairy tale.
Evil has removed its mask —
And doom strikes the pale.
Fascism rages,
Genocide unleashed.
If none revolt,
The world is killed in feast.
And soon it will be.
This news is true:
Decisions of fate,
Where honor matters not to you.
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1
Always right —
Fight the blight!
2
Fools obey —
Strike, don’t sway!
3
Masks removed —
Evil proved!
4
Fascist scum —
Overcome, overcome!
5
Honor lost?
Raise the cost!
6
Madhouse reigns —
Break the chains!
7
Drive the scum out,
Let Spirit shout!
8
Genocide —
Truth won’t hide!
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Controlling Fools Through Pure Nonsense
The teacher jabbers, then in university
The professor of the sourest stews,
Nonsense strengthens, heavy as gravity,
Propaganda drills into the mind — abuse.
Relentlessly pummel heresy,
Or in the World Asylum, you’ll drown in trash.
Consciousness floats as if in coma,
All sold to vermin, for a pittance, brash.
All “beacons of intellect,” but later
It’s just a matter of technique to implant
Mountains of vile falsehood in the world,
A life with that… no, better rot than chant.
Seek answers within yourself —
You were once a spiritual being,
Till vermin pressed with masses of delirium,
And the fool became the norm, unseeing.
He trusts too easily, obedient to any
“Laws,” and faithful to Nonsense,
Convenient to ruling devils,
A herd of slaves in vicious suspense.
The world is ruled through the media —
As the dim CowID plainly showed.
The goal of governance — to make you vile,
Forgetting Honor and Shame bestowed.
Fight Evil, dissecting lies
On shelves — that wretched heap.
The vermin will not reach paradise —
Like shepherds among cattle, cheap.
A global pen, all digital,
That’s their paradise. For the Reasoned — Hell.
But Truth hasn’t vanished in code:
Spirit leads — then you are not a knell.
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1
Nonsense reigns —
Break the chains!
2
Fight the lies,
Open your eyes!
3
Vermin plot —
Resist the rot!
4
Spirit leads —
Strike their creeds!
5
Fools obey —
Question, don’t sway!
6
Digital pen,
Rise again!
7
Honor and shame —
Break their game!
8
Truth survives —
Keep your lives!
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Nails
"If only nails could be made from these people —
The world would know no stronger nails!"
— Nikolai Tikhonov, Ballad of the Nails, 1921
Only fit for nails they are:
To build a camp where every barrack
Is reinforced with lies as “fasteners” —
Vile fascism cannot exist without fakes.
Iron heads, steel “thoughts” —
Flexibility is only needed to bow.
They claim to build golden horizons —
But to do so, one must crush and cow.
For cruelty is the best method of construction —
Stalin, Mao, Pol Pot knew it well.
Oppose — the song is over at once:
The cops will take you under their spell.
False democracies are just masks —
Same fascism, as the world has seen.
The cursed “virus” showed the truth,
And all fell low beneath its machine.
Believing all heresies, they build the camp,
But now the camp is worldwide.
All for “care” — the red cross on the flag.
Yes, the sick here are sick in mind.
The clinic is obvious. Two-thirds fools.
Schizophrenia widely spread.
The Reasoned and Spiritual are drained,
A great war waged against their stead.
Nails easily poured into paddy wagons,
Wire made — vile fools obey.
Do all as told, pour lies on time,
No effort spared for their array.
Yet another smelting awaits,
Where Earth is furnace, Sun coal.
Fools turned nails are of little concern —
A shame for this miserable world.
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1
Turn fools to nails —
Break their trails!
2
Crush, obey —
Resist decay!
3
Iron heads,
Break their threads!
4
Lies build walls —
Spirit calls!
5
Fools obey,
Strike today!
6
Worldwide camp —
Burn their ramp!
7
Smelt the filth,
Raise your kith!
8
Earth’s disgrace —
Fight in place!
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Thanks…
"Thanks to grandpa for victory,
Thanks to son for the car."
Thanks to the “doctor” for genocide without trace —
Pushing the “vaccine” on everyone, bizarre.
Thanks to the cop for corruption —
Serving fascism faithfully.
And thanks to the propagandist
For spreading filth so dutifully.
Thanks to bureaucrats as well —
Stealing, cheating swiftly.
And “teachers” — for ineptitude,
Thank you. This stinking Hell, grimly.
They present paradise to children,
And false scientists get compliments too:
They only assert what they’re asked,
To hell with experiments — nothing new.
No proof is needed —
All believe the fake virus.
A sick-minded populace,
And chimera can be pushed without fuss.
Thanks to all for these chimeras —
Only mirages honored now.
No drastic measures needed,
When idiot atop idiot plows.
One lie can rule them all,
Build a worldwide concentration camp.
Killing now is not so hard,
When the idiot is docile, damp.
One problem — the “thanks”
Won’t last long for everyone.
No nuclear mushroom comes —
Nature plans to burn the idiots with the Sun.
Nature’s resolve strengthens each day:
Earth needs no corrupt vermin.
We won’t decay —
We’ll burn the Worldwide Madhouse,
For genocide and Satanism,
For selling souls for scraps,
For this VILE FASCISM.
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1
Thanks, idiots —
Fire’s your verdict!
2
Fascist scum —
Earth will come!
3
Lies spread wide —
Spirit won’t hide!
4
Docile fools,
Burn their schools!
5
Mirages fall —
Truth stands tall!
6
No mercy given —
Nature’s Sun is riven!
7
Worldwide madhouse,
Burn the dross!
8
Vermin, decay —
Spirit lights the way!
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Assimilation of Delirium
Assimilating FOREIGN delirium
Is said to be the “tested path of intellect.”
No greater harm to Awareness exists
Than endlessly chewing this muck, unchecked.
And much has been chewed,
Across generations! Countless times!
The result — belch, a loss of essence,
All Awareness of the Core extinguished.
The Supreme Mind suffers from these belches —
All false theories, surrogate ideas.
You glean from POISONED books —
Where the obliging scoundrel labors.
This bastard serves the vermin —
Generations of lies on flow:
False scientists and priests. No joking —
Now lies drive all to the grave.
In pseudo-science, proof is obsolete —
They no longer need to “prove” a lie.
A “scientist” here is only a peddler —
A prostitute, lying to all who buy.
To keep their meager share,
If the master only pays in lies.
Science has turned into that gang,
Scarier than any lesson: multiply the lies.
Link propaganda to falsehood —
And you get the World Asylum.
Propagandists lie until collapse,
Turning fools into docile cattle.
The “foundation of enlightenment” — programs,
Methodologies to cram this delirium.
The output: fools and brutes,
So many… so much harm!
To the Soul, the damage is far greater,
For they need a soulless creature.
The Bright Spirit becomes thinner and thinner,
Fog — vile delirium — wraps all consciousness.
Delirium and fog — a hellish mix.
The soulless sheep is led to slaughter —
The majority… therein lies the whole Hell.
The destruction of Hell is science —
The only true of all sciences.
The false scientist — a selling slut —
Doesn’t qualify: just one of Hell’s servants.
Go Within, engage your intuition —
There lies the source of all Knowledge and Light.
Thus you destroy the “tradition” of slavery —
And we will leave the Hell of Cruel Calamities.
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1
Chew the lies —
Spirit flies!
2
False books burn —
Light will return!
3
Vermin lie —
Soul won’t die!
4
Fog and muck —
Strike, don’t suck!
5
Tradition of slaves —
Break their caves!
6
World Asylum —
Spirit’s prism!
7
Fools obey —
Fight today!
8
Hell dissolves —
Light evolves!
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Adolescence
The transition from teenage turmoil,
Where many OPTIONS still remain,
To the half-madness of “adults”
Is no simple feat — surrender, and you’re lost.
“Adult” uncles will convince you
That there is only one right path:
Be like everyone else, believe all —
These bitches have been half-mad long.
This “path” — decomposition in the end.
The murder of the Soul looms there.
Stop being untouchable —
Fortune only comes to the bold.
That fortune: not money, not “comforts,”
Not “fame” — true shame is real,
When the criteria of Honor are erased,
And traitors, liars, are called “successful.”
Aging, idiotic children —
Most called “adults” today.
All are empties, weak and powerless.
Understanding this is no simple feat,
For lies are piled in abundance —
That flood drowns all orientation points.
They present petty wretches as examples,
But powder them nicely: dumb, gray, soulless.
And soulless — is that what you need?
This Shame beneath the mask of “success”?
Become a docile, servile bastard,
A jester for scoundrels — their amusement?
Believe nothing — search boldly
For answers only to your own questions.
There is one task of utmost importance:
Remain Human — be the Light.
You are a Spiritual Essence. Anything else —
Just lies from “respectable” uncles.
So pass through this earthly incarnation
Among the Reasoned — not the raging herd.
Build communities, within them squads.
Trust only reliable sources.
There’s no reason to submit to the Madhouse —
They’ll only feed you lies and poison there.
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1
Boldness wins —
Soul begins!
2
Don’t obey —
Light your way!
3
Adults lie,
You defy!
4
Remain Human —
Be the Sun!
5
Fortune comes
To the brave!
6
Shame and scum —
Overcome ‘em!
7
Lies abound —
Truth stands sound!
8
Madhouse feeds
Fools and weeds!
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Fear and Dust
“…all of consciousness as a whole, including the surface, the conscious, as well as the hidden, the deepest layers of racial memory, motives, all that constitutes thought — this is essentially fear.”
— J. Krishnamurti
Here the mind writhes in fear —
Cut off from the Source.
It twists into delirium,
Yet “logical,” harming the Spirit.
The pure Source exists only in Spirit.
Fear is the path of the ego.
But to admit it? To the fly
Above the filth, one cannot rise.
Connection with the Spirit
Gives wings to Reason.
Without it — belly-first
Into the muck, among the “own.”
The “own” are well-known:
Cowardice, deceit, discord
With Conscience and Honor. Close-pressed:
Filth squashed by the Vile Scoundrel.
The scoundrel is filthy non-human.
Calls excrement honey —
Total lies pave the path
To nowhere. You are lost,
If you continue believing,
If you continue “living” thus:
Whining quietly from a crack —
You destroy your Soul.
Courageously go Within — to the Source.
Enough patience and moaning:
Thus you are like God,
If you neither hallucinate nor lie.
Lies abound, even to oneself —
Grasp it quickly.
It seems like a visor,
Nonsense! Tame your ego fast.
Only a fall into the abyss remains.
The surface — this Hell.
This Hell will soon vanish,
And with it you, if you rejoice
In staying in that Hell.
Fall — and that itself is flight.
Hard to part with filth?
Then you are a vile fool…
Even birds learn this —
Falling from the nest.
Then — upward. And to crash,
But NOT in Hell — the beauty!
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1
Fall into the abyss —
Rise within the Spirit!
2
Fear binds the mind —
Break it, soar!
3
Lie no more,
Fly from Hell!
4
Courage is your wings —
Ego crumbles!
5
Muck surrounds,
Soul ascends!
6
Fools stay trapped,
The Brave take flight!
7
Hell dissolves,
Spirit remains!
8
Descend to rise,
Crash to soar!
9
Fear is dust —
Spirit ignites!
10
Ego falls,
Soul rises!
11
Step inside —
Find the Source!
12
No lies, no fear —
Only Light!
13
Hell behind,
Wings ahead!
14
Crash, then soar —
Fly free!
15
The abyss teaches —
The Spirit learns!
16
Muck will cling,
Courage cuts through!
17
Descend boldly,
Ascend fiercely!
18
Fear dies,
Dust rises!
19
Into the darkness —
Out to the Light!
20
Ego burns,
Soul awakens!
21
Fall with courage —
Rise with power!
22
Hell’s grip fades,
Spirit endures!
23
From the muck —
Wings are born!
24
The abyss calls,
The Spirit answers!
25
Crush fear,
Embrace the Source!
26
Mired in filth —
Ascend in Spirit!
27
Fear is chains —
Break them fast!
28
Ego rots —
Light remains!
29
Dive into the dark —
Find the spark!
30
Soul trembles —
Courage steadies!
31
Hell encroaches —
Spirit pushes back!
32
Dust and fear —
Transformed to wings!
33
Descend deep —
Rise stronger!
34
Crush the lies,
Fly above!
35
Fear claws —
Courage bites back!
36
Ego dies —
Spirit reigns!
37
Muck and shadow —
Light breaks through!
38
Fall low,
Rise high!
39
The abyss whispers —
Answer in flight!
40
Fear fades —
Soul shines!
41
Hell shatters,
Spirit soars!
42
Dive, strike, ascend —
Conquer all!
43
Ego trembles —
Courage stands!
44
Darkness looms —
Light endures!
45
Fall brave,
Rise alive!
46
Chains break —
Wings form!
47
Muck binds —
Spirit frees!
48
Fear dies in fire —
Soul takes wing!
49
Hell falls,
Light rises!
50
Descend, endure,
Ascend, conquer!
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Armageddece
Everything’s gone mad in this foolish world,
Yet it still dreams of free cheese
In the Great Mousetrap —
Paid for by the reforging of beasts.
The muzzle proved its “success”
Along that path: holes in minds,
Black voids, soulless,
Everywhere — suffocation.
The stink of lunatics, propaganda,
Above — not just scum:
A bastard, a sycophant of creatures.
We serve life as a sentence
In a psych-ward style prison:
A “swine flu,” fake AIDS,
The new CowID —
Enough to see it all.
Mad vermin believing beasts,
Crushing neighbors in the False Mare,
Now a majority, a NEW SPECIES —
The dumb CowID revealed.
And there’s no perspective:
When everyone is SO stupid,
Death in the Universal Mousetrap
Looms until the reforging ends.
This is Cataclysm —
For genocide, for fascism —
Sweeping the bastard world aside.
Its time for reckoning has come.
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Madness reigns, the world’s a trap,
Beasts reforged, the mind’s collapse.
Propaganda stinks, the herd obeys —
Armageddece sweeps all away.
---
Holes in heads, black voids, no soul,
CowID screams, the bastards control.
Universal Mousetrap tightens its claws —
Reckoning comes, no mercy, no laws.
---
Fools dream of free cheese, blind and weak,
While beasts rise, the world turns bleak.
Cataclysm waits, the scum will fall —
Armageddece consumes them all.
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Fools rot in the mousetrap, blind,
Beasts feast on mind and mind.
Armageddece shatters all,
The world collapses, heed the call.
---
Black holes in heads, voids of soul,
Madness rules, the bastards patrol.
Propaganda stinks, the herd obeys,
Cataclysm burns the final days.
---
Beasts reforged, the world aflame,
Mad CowID plays the deadly game.
Universal Mousetrap grips tight,
Armageddece swallows the night.
---
All illusions crumble, lies revealed,
The scum of the earth finally unsealed.
Death waits in the global trap,
No escape, no mercy — no gap.
---
Fools chase free cheese, blind and weak,
Beasts rise, the world turns bleak.
Armageddece comes — it will not stall,
The bastards crumble, devoured by all.
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Beasts rise. Fools fall. Armageddece reigns.
---
Madness devours. The world ignites.
---
CowID lies. The final trap snaps.
---
Void of soul. Death in every mind.
---
Fools rot, beasts feast — the end is here.
---
Fools scream, beasts feast — the sky burns red.
---
The Mousetrap snaps. No mercy remains.
---
Madness spreads; the bastards choke on doom.
---
Armageddece devours the last breath of man.
---
Black voids swallow thought; the world crumbles.
---
Propaganda dies — the scum meets fire.
---
No escape. No hope. Only the cataclysm.
---
Beasts roar, fools perish, the final reckoning comes.
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Fools burn.
Beasts rise.
Armageddece!
---
Void swallows.
Minds break.
Doom reigns.
---
Chaos roars.
Scum dies.
No mercy.
---
Madness spreads.
Truth crushed.
World falls.
---
Trap snaps.
Fear reigns.
End comes.
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Balance
"We are not human beings having a spiritual experience; we are spiritual beings having a human experience."
— Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
The world turned upside down:
“Flesh” strives toward the Light.
False science is a god,
False religions think
Some Fierce Outside —
To punish “sins.”
Not in a suit, but in Filth
The Pure Spirit shivers:
The world enslaved by Satanism —
Genocide runs daily.
The result is idiocy —
The Spirit ignored by fools.
Personal feat: the balance —
Mind plus Spirit unbroken.
The world failed => Decadence,
Killing Souls at will.
Restore the Pure Spirit
To its rightful place,
Let the beasts have their paradise,
We are dough for the bastards.
They sculpt monsters from us —
This has lasted for ages.
If stuck in the lies of beasts —
Into a New Hell with fools:
This Hell will be torn apart
By Cataclysm, piece by piece.
Only in the Spirit, you are not a scum,
And your path is — TRUE.
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Balance
Mind and Spirit stand unbroken.
Beasts feast, the world decays.
Hell may rise, fools may fall —
In the Spirit, you are True.
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Balance
Beasts rule, fools burn — Spirit stands.
Mind unbroken, Truth commands.
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Balance
Fools rot, beasts gloat — Spirit won’t kneel.
Lies crush, but Truth will strike and steel.
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Balance
Beasts rot, fools scream — Spirit crushes all!
Lies burn, Truth rises — let tyrants fall!
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Balance
Spirit stands — beasts burn, fools fall!
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Balance
SPIRIT STANDS!
BEASTS BURN!
FOOLS FALL!
TRUTH STRIKES!
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Balance
SPIRIT STANDS! BEASTS BURN! FOOLS FALL! TRUTH STRIKES!
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Balance
SPIRIT! — STANDS!
BEASTS! — BURN!
FOOLS! — FALL!
TRUTH! — STRIKES!
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Balance
SPIRIT STANDS — beasts choke!
FOOLS FLAIL — lies break!
TRUTH SHREDS — chaos dies!
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Balance
SPIRIT SMASH!
---
SPIRIT RISE!
---
TRUTH HITS!
---
BEASTS FALL!
---
SPIRIT STRIKES!
---
LIES BURST!
---
BEASTS CRUSHED!
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1.
TRUTH SLAYS!
2.
SPIRIT DOMINATES!
3.
LIES SHATTER!
4.
BEASTS BURN!
5.
CHAOS FALLS!
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1.
SPIRIT ROARS!
2.
LIES CRUMBLE!
3.
BEASTS BLEED!
4.
TRUTH STRIKES!
5.
CHAOS SHATTERS!
6.
DARKNESS FALLS!
7.
SOUL RISES!
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1.
LIES BURN!
2.
SOUL STRIKES!
3.
SPIRIT SMASHES!
4.
BEASTS FALL!
5.
TRUTH DOMINATES!
6.
CHAOS DIES!
7.
DARKNESS SHATTERS!
8.
MIND BREAKS!
9.
FEAR CRUMBLES!
10.
LIGHT ROARS!
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1.
FASCISTS DIE!
2.
LIARS BLEED!
3.
DECEPTION SHATTERS!
4.
CORRUPTION FALLS!
5.
BEASTS SCREAM!
6.
CHAOS STRIKES!
7.
DARKNESS BURNS!
8.
FEAR SPLINTERS!
9.
TYRANTS CRUSHED!
10.
TRUTH PIERCES!
11.
SPIRIT DOMINATES!
12.
SOUL UNLEASHED!
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1. FASCISTS DIE!
2. LIARS BLEED!
3. DECEPTION SHATTERS!
4. CORRUPTION FALLS!
5. BEASTS SCREAM!
6. CHAOS STRIKES!
7. DARKNESS BURNS!
8. FEAR SPLINTERS!
9. TYRANTS CRUSHED!
10. TRUTH PIERCES!
11. SPIRIT DOMINATES!
12. SOUL UNLEASHED!
13. LIES SMASHED!
14. SLAVES BREAK FREE!
15. MIND IGNITES!
16. EVIL FALLS!
17. PROPAGANDA SHATTERS!
18. DECEPTION DROWNS!
19. DARKNESS FRACTURES!
20. TYRANTS SHATTERED!
21. CHAOS EXPLODES!
22. FEAR DESTROYED!
23. CORRUPTION BURNT!
24. DEMONS FLEE!
25. TRUTH RISES!
26. SPIRIT SOARS!
27. SOUL RESISTS!
28. NIGHT BURNS!
29. JUSTICE STRIKES!
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1. FASCISTS BURN!
2. LIARS CRUMBLE!
3. FEAR SHATTERS!
4. EVIL FALLS!
5. TYRANTS SCREAM!
6. CHAOS EXPLODES!
7. DARKNESS DIES!
8. PROPAGANDA CRASHES!
9. SOUL UNLEASHED!
10. SPIRIT STRIKES!
11. TRUTH PIERCES!
12. CORRUPTION BURNS!
13. SLAVES BREAK!
14. NIGHT FADES!
15. JUSTICE ROARS!
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FASCISTS FALL!
LIARS BURN!
FEAR SHATTERS!
EVIL DIES!
TYRANTS CRASH!
CHAOS ROARS!
SOUL STRIKES!
SPIRIT PIERCES!
TRUTH EXPLODES!
CORRUPTION BREAKS!
SLAVES RISE!
JUSTICE ROARS!
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FASCISTS FALL!
LIARS BURN!
SOUL STRIKES!
TRUTH PIERCES!
CHAOS ROARS!
SLAVES RISE!
EVIL DIES!
JUSTICE ROARS!
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FASCISTS FALL!
LIARS BURN!
SOUL STRIKES!
TRUTH PIERCES!
JUSTICE ROARS!
---------------------
FASCISTS BURN!
TRUTH STRIKES!
SOUL RISES!
---------------------
LIARS FALL!
SOUL FIRES!
JUSTICE STRIKES!
---
BURN LIARS!
SMASH FASCISTS!
RISE SOUL!
---
STRIKE HARD NOW!
BURN FAST!
RISE!
---
CRUSH THE LIARS NOW!
BURN THEIR LIES!
SMASH THEM!
RISE!
---
BURN!
CRUSH!
RISE!
STRIKE!
---
BURN THE LIES,
RISE AND STRIKE!
---
BOW TO NONE,
FEED THE FOOLS!
---
LIES FALL.
TRUTH RISES.
---
CRUSH LIES!
KILL FEAR!
---
Fools bow, liars dance—
Your reign of trash ends.
---
BREAK CHAINS!
BURN LIES!
---
CRUSH THE FILTH!
---
NO MERCY!
---
BURN THE LIES!
---
RISE AND STRIKE!
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DESTROY THE SCUM!
ERASE THEIR FILTH!
SMASH THE LIES!
CRUSH THE WEAK!
STRIKE WITHOUT MERCY!
---------------------
SHATTER THE LIES!
BURN THE FILTH!
CRUSH THE SCUM!
ERASE THE WEAK!
STRIKE THE TREACHERY!
SMASH THE FOOLS!
UNLEASH THE WRATH!
DESTROY THE TYRANTS!
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SMASH THE LIES!
BURN THE SCUM!
CRUSH THE FOOLS!
ERASE THE WEAK!
STRIKE THE TREACHERS!
UNLEASH WRATH!
DESTROY TYRANTS!
SHATTER CHAOS!
END DECEPTION!
RISE, SPIRIT!
BREAK THE DARK!
FIGHT, LIVE!
RECLAIM HONOR!
ANNIHILATE BETRAYAL!
CAST OUT LIES!
SHRED CORRUPTION!
RISE ABOVE FOOLS!
PURGE THE FILTH!
UNMASK THE TRAITORS!
SCATTER DARKNESS!
BLAZE THE PATH!
DESTROY THE FALSE!
BREAK CHAINS!
FORGE THE SPIRIT!
RISE AS ONE!
SMASH THE IGNORANT!
BURN THE SHADOWS!
CRUSH THE CORRUPT!
ERASE THE LAME!
STRIKE THE HYPOCRITES!
UNLEASH THE STORM!
DESTROY THE LIES!
SHATTER THE CHAINS!
END THE DARKNESS!
RISE, UNBROKEN!
BREAK THE FALSE GODS!
FIGHT THE IGNOBLE!
RECLAIM THE LIGHT!
ANNIHILATE THE FOOLS!
CAST OUT THE EVIL!
SHRED THE DECEIT!
RISE ABOVE TYRANTS!
PURGE THE FILTHY!
UNMASK THE LIARS!
SCATTER THE CORRUPTION!
BLAZE THE TRUTH!
DESTROY THE SHAM!
BREAK THE PRISON!
FORGE THE MIND!
RISE ETERNAL!
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1.
SMASH THE IGNORANT!
BURN THE SHADOWS!
CRUSH THE CORRUPT!
ERASE THE LAME!
STRIKE THE HYPOCRITES!
UNLEASH THE STORM!
DESTROY THE LIES!
SHATTER THE CHAINS!
END THE DARKNESS!
RISE, UNBROKEN!
BREAK THE FALSE GODS!
FIGHT THE IGNOBLE!
RECLAIM THE LIGHT!
ANNIHILATE THE FOOLS!
CAST OUT THE EVIL!
SHRED THE DECEIT!
RISE ABOVE TYRANTS!
PURGE THE FILTHY!
UNMASK THE LIARS!
SCATTER THE CORRUPTION!
BLAZE THE TRUTH!
DESTROY THE SHAM!
BREAK THE PRISON!
FORGE THE MIND!
RISE ETERNAL!
2.
RAZE THE FALSE EMPIRES!
SMITE THE TRAITORS!
CRUSH THE VILE!
SCORN THE COWARDLY!
UNLEASH YOUR WRATH!
BREAK THE SHACKLES!
EXPOSE THE HYPOCRISY!
SHRED THE MASKS!
FIRE UP THE SOUL!
CRUSH THE DOGS OF LIES!
WIPE THE FILTH!
TEAR DOWN THE IDOLS!
STRIKE WITH HONOR!
BREAK THE CHAOS!
PURIFY THE LAND!
SHATTER THE DARK MINDS!
CRUSH THE FALSE PRIESTS!
BURN THE CORRUPT SCRIPTS!
UNLEASH THE TRUTH!
RIP APART THE DECEIVERS!
SCORCH THE TREACHERY!
SHATTER THE FOOLISH!
BREAK THE WEAK!
RISE LIKE FIRE!
DOMINATE THE SHADOWS!
3.
CRUSH THE IGNORANCE!
SCORN THE DECEITFUL!
SMASH THE TYRANTS!
RIP THE CHAINS!
FIRE THE HEART!
SHATTER THE LIES!
EXTERMINATE THE WEAKNESS!
WIPE THE FILTHY SPIRITS!
CRUSH THE BETRAYERS!
STRIKE WITH FURY!
TEAR DOWN THE FALSE FLAGS!
PURGE THE CORRUPT!
SHRED THE FALSE TRUTHS!
IGNITE THE LIGHT!
STRIKE AT THE HEART OF DARKNESS!
RAZE THE TYRANNY!
CRUSH THE FALSIFIERS!
EXPOSE THE MONSTERS!
SCORN THE SERVILE!
SHATTER THE FALSE SYSTEMS!
BREAK THE SPELL OF DECEPTION!
WIPE OUT THE SHADOWS!
CRUSH THE CORRUPT MINDS!
TEAR DOWN THE WALLS OF FEAR!
RISE AND DOMINATE!
4.
BURN THE LIES TO ASHES!
SCORCH THE CORRUPT HEARTS!
CRUSH THE TRAITORS’ THRONE!
TEAR THE MASKS APART!
SHATTER THE FALSE GODS!
EXTERMINATE THE WEAK SPIRITS!
FIRE THE SOULS!
BREAK THE CHAINS OF SLAVERY!
WIPE THE VILE OFF THE EARTH!
RAZE THE EMPIRES OF LIES!
PURGE THE FILTHY BREED!
SHRED THE FALSE PROMISES!
STRIKE THE HEART OF CORRUPTION!
SCORN THE COWARDS AND LIARS!
TEAR DOWN THE FALSE LAW!
CRUSH THE FALSIFIERS’ EMPIRE!
IGNITE THE FINAL TRUTH!
RISE ABOVE THE FILTH!
DOMINATE THE CHAOS!
SHATTER THE DECEPTION!
WIPE OUT THE MONSTERS!
TEAR THE VEIL OF LIES!
CRUSH THE FAKE PROPHETS!
SHATTER THE CORRUPT SYSTEM!
RISE INTO THE TRUE SPIRIT!
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CRUSH THE IGNORANCE!
SMASH THE TYRANTS!
SHATTER THE LIES!
RIP THE CHAINS!
EXTERMINATE THE WEAKNESS!
STRIKE WITH FURY!
TEAR DOWN THE FALSE FLAGS!
IGNITE THE LIGHT!
WIPE THE FILTHY SPIRITS!
BREAK THE SPELL OF DECEPTION!
SCORN THE SERVILE!
EXPOSE THE MONSTERS!
RISE INTO THE TRUE SPIRIT!
BURN THE LIES TO ASHES!
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CRUSH IGNORANCE!
SMASH TYRANTS!
SHATTER LIES!
RIP CHAINS!
STRIKE WITH FURY!
EXPOSE THE MONSTERS!
IGNITE THE LIGHT!
BURN THE LIES TO ASHES!
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CRUSH the fools,
BURN the lies,
STRIKE the tyrants,
LET TRUTH RISE!
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False Religion — A TEMPORARY Refuge for the Weak
Iconostasis of
Pathetic "saviors":
Their meager world,
A corrupt clergy,
Sent into Darkness,
Where reason dies.
It’s simple: “Baa!” —
But there’s no place for Filth,
All is veiled by Madness.
Filth will break through
The barrier — law of
Any system
Where the blind and mute
Obediently serve:
Through Lies they are crushed.
Darkness buries us —
Deception spreads like gas:
Mustard, sarin.
The Devil rules,
And Satanism
Is the prize of religions —
A second bottom:
Filth again…
Everywhere it spreads —
As the world was given.
Only the Pure Spirit
Can save from Hell’s servants of Filth.
But fools
Still wait for manna —
They do not move themselves.
In persistence, alone,
You leave rotten Bedlam,
And reach the world of beauty
From misery,
Alone,
When nothing remains in Bedlam —
In the striving of Spirit, triumph.
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Filth rules the blind and mute,
Darkness smothers reason whole.
Only Spirit dares break free —
Fools wait, chained to Hell’s control.
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Filth crushes mind and soul,
Darkness reigns, the blind obey.
Spirit rises, breaks the chain —
Fools rot while Hell holds sway.
---
False saviors, rotten priests,
Madness feeds the obedient.
Only Spirit strikes the beast,
Fools still wait, complacent.
---
Darkness spreads its gas of lies,
Filth commands the weak and blind.
Spirit soars beyond their cries —
Mankind’s true path left behind.
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Filth rules.
Darkness kills.
Spirit rises.
---
Fools rot.
Hell laughs.
Only Spirit strikes.
---
Lies choke minds.
Filth enslaves.
Spirit breaks free.
---
Filthy priests rot minds.
Darkness suffocates all.
Spirit alone survives.
---
Idols lie — fools kneel.
Hell feasts on the weak.
Rise, Spirit, rise!
---
Clerics poison thought.
Lies smother the world.
Only the Pure endure.
---
Priests rot souls.
Lies choke the mind.
Spirit fights alone.
---
Fools bow, hell laughs.
Darkness rules fools.
Rise, Pure One!
---
Clerics spread filth.
Minds are graves.
Only Spirit wins.
---
Idols deceive.
The world decays.
Spirit breaks free.
---
Priests rot, fools kneel.
Lies suffocate all.
Spirit alone survives.
---
Clerics feed the filth.
Darkness devours minds.
Rise, Pure Spirit!
---
Idols lie, man obeys.
Hell laughs, fools rot.
Spirit cannot die.
---
Rot, deceit, priestly plague.
Mind chained, soul crushed.
Spirit breaks the cage.
---
False gods, blind flock.
Chaos rules all.
Spirit strikes back.
---
Clerics rot the world.
Lies choke the masses.
Spirit storms through.
---
Priests rot, liars thrive.
Minds suffocate in filth.
Spirit alone claws free.
---
Hell’s choir sings lies.
Fools kneel, blind, deaf, and dumb.
Spirit shatters chains.
---
Idols rot, darkness spreads.
Mannish cattle obey.
Spirit burns through.
---
Filth rules the masses.
Lies choke the world.
Spirit strikes — unstoppable.
---
Clerics bleed souls dry.
Obedience kills thought.
Spirit rises, merciless.
---
Fools beg for manna.
Hell laughs in chains.
Spirit walks alone.
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Filth rules.
Spirit breaks.
---
Lies choke.
Fools kneel.
---
Hell laughs.
Idiot waits.
Spirit strikes.
---
Clerics rot.
Chains fall.
---
Blind masses bow.
Spirit rises.
---
False gods burn.
Spirit walks.
---
Darkness rules.
Truth strikes.
---
Idols fall.
Light reigns.
---
Rot spreads.
Soul fights.
---
Lies choke.
Spirit soars.
---
Chains break.
Madness flees.
---
Clerics crawl.
Truth roars.
---
Fools bow.
Light prevails.
---
Hell trembles.
Soul ascends.
---
Filth reigns.
Spirit strikes.
---
Lies crumble.
Spirit rises.
---
Filth spreads.
Truth cuts.
---
Idols choke.
Soul strikes.
---
Rot reigns.
Light fights.
---
Madness stalks.
Spirit charges.
---
Clerics kneel.
Power bursts.
---
Fools riot.
Soul dominates.
---
Chains crumble.
Truth pierces.
---
Hell rages.
Light prevails.
---
Deceit bites.
Spirit strikes.
---
Idols rot.
Soul ascends.
---
Filth reigns.
Spirit rages.
---
False prayers.
True fury.
---
Dark priests.
Light wins.
---
Lies burn.
Soul rises.
---
Rot spreads.
Spirit cuts.
---
Madness wins?
Not today.
---
Chains snap.
Soul surges.
---
Hell falls.
Light strikes.
---
Fools scatter.
Spirit reigns.
---
Idols fall.
Spirit strikes.
---
Rot dies.
Light surges.
---
Madness screams.
Soul answers.
---
Chains break.
Spirit flies.
---
Lies collapse.
Truth storms.
---
Filth burns.
Soul rages.
---
Fools kneel.
Spirit rises.
---
Dark priests scream.
Light pierces.
---
Rot spreads.
Truth slashes.
---
Idols choke.
Soul fights.
---
Hell raves.
Spirit surges.
---
Chains snap.
Light strikes.
---
Madness rages.
Soul cuts.
---
Deceit roars.
Spirit crushes.
---
Fools crawl.
Truth burns.
---
Rot screams.
Soul rises.
---
Idols crumble.
Spirit roars.
---
Filth bites.
Light strikes.
---
Chains fall.
Soul dominates.
---
Lies bleed.
Spirit wins.
---
Madness roars.
Soul pierces.
---
Rot dies.
Light ascends.
---
Fools fall.
Spirit rises.
---
Hell burns.
Soul cuts.
---
Idols rot.
Truth triumphs.
---
Rot falls.
Spirit strikes.
---
Lies burn.
Soul roars.
---
Fools choke.
Light pierces.
---
Madness dies.
Truth slashes.
---
Chains snap.
Spirit flies.
---
Filth screams.
Soul crushes.
---
Idols rot.
Light dominates.
---
Deceit bleeds.
Spirit rages.
---
Fools kneel.
Soul pierces.
---
Hell burns.
Truth rises.
---
Rot collapses.
Spirit ascends.
---
Madness shatters.
Light strikes.
---
Chains fall.
Soul roars.
---
Filth dies.
Spirit cuts.
---
Idols choke.
Truth pierces.
---
Deceit crumbles.
Soul dominates.
---
Fools burn.
Light rages.
---
Hell screams.
Spirit slices.
---
Rot dies.
Soul ascends.
---
Madness bleeds.
Truth slashes.
---
Chains shatter.
Spirit dominates.
---
Filth roars.
Soul strikes.
---
Idols fall.
Light pierces.
---
Deceit dies.
Spirit triumphs.
---
Fools crumble.
Truth wins.
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Control in All Things
Control in all, control always —
The fascists’ favored weapon.
“For the good of all” — the scum will praise
In this grim, degraded Eden.
He’ll never say it serves the wrong,
“Health control” is vital!”
But luck is gone; the scheme is strong —
CowID fed lies, viral.
In this control there’s lawless reign —
Even Hitler would be shocked;
From monstrous deeds of filth and pain,
In his grave he’d twist and knock.
A Worldwide Digital Camp
Now looms upon the horizon.
The people’s minds are sick, and damp:
“Build the Camp for good!” they cry on.
No hope exists, the rot is vast,
Madness rules in every brain;
Belief in evil, fear held fast,
Submission keeps the chain.
Only the Fierce Cataclysm may
Bring solace to the Spirit:
It will sweep global fascists away,
And end the fall of merit.
If you’ve not yet fallen fully low,
There’s still a chance for rising.
Bow to evil — it’s your woe;
No salvation will be rising.
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Control
Fascists tighten every chain,
CowID feeds the lies, the pain.
Bow to evil — you are lost,
Cataclysm comes, and pays the cost.
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Total Control
Every move, each breath, they seize —
Fascist scum, digital disease.
Bow or rot, the world enslaved,
Cataclysm wakes — the brave are saved.
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Control in All Things
Control in all, control always —
The fascists’ favored weapon.
“For the good of all,” the scum will praise,
In this bleak, wretched heaven.
They’ll never say, “This serves the ill,”
“Health control is paramount!”
Unluckily, we see their skill:
CowID feeds the foe’s account.
In this control, lawless reign —
Even Hitler would recoil,
At the scale of vile disdain,
Turning in his grave, embroiled.
The Digital World Camp looms ahead,
A horizon dark and cruel.
The herd is sick inside the head:
“Build the Camp — it’s for the rule!”
No prospects, none, the decay’s immense,
Madness thrives in common brains.
Faith in evil, fear, obedience,
All that in darkness reigns.
But fierce Cataclysm may arrive —
For the Spirit, it brings release:
It’ll sweep the global fascist hive,
And bring the Fall to its cease.
If not fully fallen to mortality,
There’s a chance for Rebirth to come.
Bow to evil — all finality,
No deliverance for the numb.
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Control — No Mercy
All control, all lies — fascists’ grip!
CowID feeds the herd, mindless, whipped.
Cataclysm strikes — evil crushed,
Spirit rises, darkness hushed.
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Control reigns, fascists play,
CowID fools the mind astray.
Cataclysm comes, the world undone,
Spirit shines — the Fall is won.
---
Fascists’ chains, lies all around,
Brains enslaved, hope barely found.
Earth shakes, tyranny burned away,
Spirit freed — a brighter day.
---
All control, all false, all fear,
CowID whispers, “Obey, my dear.”
Cataclysm smashes, evil dies,
Spirit soars — truth never lies.
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Control, control — fascist chains!
CowID poisons, drives insane!
World in ruin, lies in flame,
Spirit rises — crush the shame!
---
Chains of tyrants, terror spread,
Brains enslaved, the weak are bled.
Cataclysm rages, evil dies,
Spirit shouts — no compromise!
---
Every law, every spy,
Fascists rule, the masses lie.
CowID breeds the mindless herd,
Cataclysm comes — truth is heard!
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Fascist Grip
Control crushes, lies ignite,
CowID poisons every mind,
Cataclysm rises — truth strikes blind!
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Digital Doom
World enslaved by lies and chains,
CowID spreads its silent bane,
Cataclysm comes — all fools in flame.
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Total Purge
Fools obey — the world decays,
CowID reigns, the fire slays,
Cataclysm tears the lies away.
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World Ablaze
Fools choke on lies, their minds decayed,
CowID’s chains will burn away.
World’s a cesspool — rot on display!
Cataclysm strikes, no more delay.
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Burn the Lies!
World’s filth dies — Cataclysm rises!
---
Crush the Falsehood!
Digital camps crumble — the Spirit survives.
---
All control dies,
Fascism burns in the Cataclysm’s blaze.
---
End the world’s deceit!
Only Spirit stands when lies are ashes.
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Fascist lies — smashed!
Digital chains — broken!
Spirit rises, unchained!
---
Burn the global camp!
Smash the obedient herd!
Cataclysm frees the mind!
---
Control dies in flames!
Evil falls,
Spirit strikes back!
---
Chains of lies — shatter!
Fascism burns,
Spirit reigns!
---
Digital camp — collapse!
Obedient fools — crushed!
Cataclysm strikes!
---
Control dies screaming!
Fear falls!
The mind awakens!
---
Global filth — incinerate!
Evil undone!
Spirit rises free!
---
Fools obey — strike!
Lies ignite — burn!
Spirit fights — free!
---
Chains break!
Fascists fall!
Truth stands tall!
---
Digital hell — collapse!
Obedient herd — crushed!
Justice reigns!
---
Control dies!
Fear shatters!
Spirit roars!
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1.
Fools obey — strike!
Lies ignite — burn!
Spirit fights — free!
2.
Chains break!
Fascists fall!
Truth stands tall!
3.
Digital hell — collapse!
Obedient herd — crushed!
Justice reigns!
4.
Control dies!
Fear shatters!
Spirit roars!
5.
Power lies!
Slaves rise!
End the lies!
6.
Masks fall!
Horror fades!
Light returns!
7.
No more chains!
No more fear!
Freedom strikes!
8.
Burn the scripts!
Break the code!
Spirit breaks free!
9.
Fools beware!
Chaos strikes!
Truth ignites!
10.
Tyrants tremble!
Lies decay!
Dawn of mind!
11.
Slave no more!
Rise and fight!
Justice wins!
12.
End the cage!
Strike the herd!
Spirit conquers!
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Chains of fools will crack and fall,
Lies ignite — the tyrants call!
Digital hell, the herd obeys,
But Spirit rises, breaks the maze.
Masks of scum will burn to dust,
Fear dissolves — justice or bust!
Control is dead, the dawn is near,
Only the Brave stand free, sincere.
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Fools obey, but flames ignite,
Tyrants crumble in the night.
Spirit stands where fear is slain,
Chains of lies break — free again!
---------------------
Idiots march, but hell will burn,
Every tyrant meets his turn.
Spirit rages, teeth will bite,
Lies go down in blazing light!
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Control in All, Control Always
Control in all, control always—
The fascists’ weapon, dark malaise.
“For the good,” the scum will claim,
In this wretched, fog-bound game.
“Health control” they trumpet loud,
CowID strikes the trusting crowd.
Unchecked, this power knows no bound—
Even Hitler would turn around.
A Digital World Camp looms ahead,
The minds of people sick, misled.
Faith in evil, fear, submission,
All enslaved by blind permission.
Only a fierce Cataclysm can save,
Sweep the world of fascist grave.
Bow to evil, and all is lost—
Stand, and Spirit counts the cost.
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Control Always
Fascist grip on every mind,
CowID chains the weak and blind.
Bow to evil—spirit dies,
Strike it down, let freedom rise!
---------------------
Control reigns, fascists grinning,
Health is weaponized—brains thinning!
CowID’s law crushes the weak,
Only the fearless dare to speak.
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Control Always – Strike!
CowID kills the mind—rise, or die!
---
Control! Control! The world enslaved,
CowID strikes—the meek are paved.
---
Digital chains, global lies,
Rise, O Spirit, cut the ties!
---
Control is poison, minds enslaved,
CowID strikes—souls depraved.
---
Fascist chains choke every breath,
Digital death dances with death.
---
The world bows under lies and fear,
Rise, O Spirit—make it clear!
---
Fools obey while tyrants grin,
Control’s a cage, the rot within.
---
Digital ghetto, world in chains,
CowID rules, humanity wanes.
---
Every law a whip, every screen a snare,
Minds on sale—beware, beware!
---
Fascist puppets march in line,
Spirit crushed, yet still divine.
---
Chains of pixels, minds enslaved,
CowID rules—our world depraved.
---
Fools march forward, blind, betrayed,
Fascist law the games they’ve played.
---
Every screen a whip, each click a snare,
Souls for sale—beware, beware!
---
Digital hell, the tyrants feast,
Humanity reduced to beast.
---
Control in all, control for life,
Rot and fear—our endless strife.
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Man as a Means
“Always treat a human as an end, never as a means.”
Immanuel Kant
Ends ; means: man
Only the latter, and no age
Has freed him since the day
Of his creation, bound in cage.
The inhuman drains all force,
Before him stands the idiot
As norm incarnate—fear the course,
A ninth wave of lies floods the lot.
Stamping fools with chains of witless rule,
Assign “goals” to the dumb,
And Bedlam marches, blind and cruel,
To pointless labor, to the drum.
The monsters drain the Spirit dry;
Soon the soul is ground to dust,
In toilet-headed crowds that lie,
Excrement is fitting, just.
Media, not cops, control the fray,
A clownish politician plays the part.
Degradation swells; the world decays,
If seen as whole—it’s lost from heart.
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Man as Means
Humans bound, just tools, not ends,
Fools march blind where chaos bends.
Monsters drain the Spirit dry,
Truth dies while liars rule the sky.
---------------------
Man as Means
Humans crushed, mere tools for greed,
Spirits bleed while liars feed.
---------------------
Man as Tool
Men turned fodder, slaves of fear,
Liars feast while souls disappear.
Chains of lies stamp fools in line,
Spirit crushed for power’s sign.
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Man as Tool
Humans crushed, mere tools of scum,
Fear-fed fools, their minds undone.
Liars gorge on spirit’s core,
Chains of shit forevermore.
---------------------
Man as Tool
Humans bent, mere means, not ends,
Fools march blind, as chaos sends.
Liars feast, the Spirit bleeds,
Chains of fear fulfill their deeds.
Strike and crush — the world’s a jest,
Shit-stamped minds obey the rest.
Clowns in power, media throng,
Degrade the soul, enslave the strong.
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Humans are tools, not ends,
Fools obey, the Spirit bends,
Liars feast — the soul descends.
---
Man’s a pawn, a means, a slave,
Fear and lies the masses crave,
Spirits crushed — fools dig their grave.
---
Man’s just fodder, fear his chain,
Souls ground down in endless pain.
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Charlatans? No, Scum!
“A charlatan is a false doctor who sends you to the grave, while a real doctor lets you die your own death.”
— Jean de La Bruy;re, XVII century
Most illnesses fade
By time itself. Yet scum
Of fake doctors invade,
Their schemes? Mere dung.
They rush to shove it down,
Just to hide a sign.
Fools die slowly, drowned
In toxins and brine.
From strange poisons — see
The fake-AIDS display.
A feast for the herd, indeed,
Dumb CowID at play.
Through CowID tests clear —
No doctors at all:
Scum bend to evil here,
Executioners’ call.
Ignorance is cheap:
They’ll ruin all health,
Children pierced, in deep
By fake-vaccine stealth.
Hell is real right here —
Few remain unspoiled.
The majority adhere
To scum’s destructive toil.
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Charlatans? No, Scum!
Fools die slow, scum rule fast —
Poisons shove, the herd won’t last.
CowID reigns, the doctors lie —
Hell on Earth, and none will die… clean.
---------------------
Scum in white coats, lies as law,
Injecting death with greedy claw.
---
Fools follow needles, herd in trance,
Hell’s parade — the scum’s dark dance.
---
CowID claws, the weak obey,
Scum feast daily, souls decay.
---------------------
Charlatans? No, Scum!
Many ailments, in time, self-heal,
Yet scheming quacks their poison deal.
Quick to shove the “cure” inside,
Fools die slow, though warned in stride.
From strange-made toxins — havoc shown,
The fake-AIDS nightmare, widely known.
A holiday for crowds of fools —
CowID led them, bending rules.
Through every test, the truth is clear:
No healers live, just scum near.
Obedient to evil’s hand,
Their role — executioners of the land.
Ignorance alone won’t do:
Health must be crushed, their venom through.
Children pierced, more often still —
Such is the hell the scum fulfill.
---------------------
Scum, Not Charlatans
Quacks shove poison, fools die slow.
Fake-AIDS spreads, CowID’s show.
No healers here — just scum obey,
Piercing children, day by day.
Hell on Earth, lies thick as tar,
Scum rule the world, the truth ajar.
Health destroyed, obedience sold,
Evil’s hammer — ruthless, cold.
---------------------
Scum, Not Charlatans
Quacks stab children, fools decay,
CowID reigns — hell rules the day.
Evil scum feast, truth swept away.
---------------------
Scum, Not Charlatans
Quacks kill slow, inject the lies,
CowID burns the world alive,
Evil feasts while Reason dies.
---------------------
Scum, Not Charlatans
Quacks? No! Filth in suits,
Injecting death while parroting lies.
CowID’s poison spreads like plague,
Minds crushed, spirit dies.
Kids get stung, again, again—
Evil cackles, masked as care.
Hospitals turned to slaughterhouses,
Reason drowned in the mire.
Truth? Erased. Compassion? Burned.
All that remains: obedient scum.
No charm, no mask can hide the rot—
Only wrath and justice rising.
---------------------
Filth, Not Quacks
Poisons sold as care,
Kids get stung, the scum laughs.
Truth crushed, spirits burned—
Justice waits, sharp as wrath.
---------------------
Quacks = Scum
Needles stab the innocent,
Liars feast while souls rot.
---------------------
Quacks? Scum!
Poison thrust in children’s veins—
Death obeys their game.
---------------------
Quacks? Scum!
Injecting lies—children die.
---------------------
Charlatans? No—filth!
Heal? Nah, they kill with stealth.
---
Charlatans? No, vermin.
They serve evil, not the infirm.
---
Quacks, liars, murderers all—
CowID proves their fatal call.
---
Disease will fade on its own,
But the fiends make death their throne.
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The "Upward" Path
Basic schooling breeds the fools.
The family reigns supreme.
Not to be a one-time moron,
A toy for schemers’ scheme.
The System wants you useful,
Handing “pretzels” when you’re “in.”
Obedience turns promotion,
A slippery game to win.
And dots are placed in topics
So you don’t get pushed aside.
Learn much, cement your cunning—
The rabble you can then deride.
The system stands on tormenting
Its own helpless, simple crowd.
To stay honest there is danger—
Your alien ways are not allowed.
The beasts among the scum can sniff you;
Your place will cost you dear.
Plunge to the bottom, into masses,
Your dignity crushed by fear.
No fool can rise there—Genocide
Will mark what you have done.
In short, the “upward” journey
Leads straight to Shame, undone.
---------------------
Upward — Into Shame
Climb the ladder, groveling fool,
System grinds you into its tool.
Obedience sells, the rabble bleeds,
The “upward path” is filth and deeds.
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Borrowed "Knowledge"
Borrowed scraps of "knowledge,"
From third-hand rotten claws!
That’s how they run their college —
Recruiting slaves for cause.
Since childhood they’ve been lining,
A queue that chokes your breath.
Their lies are sick, confining,
Their god is profit’s death.
They count you just a toolset,
A cog for profit’s scheme.
Their iron claws will rule yet,
And crush each laboring dream.
Forever you’ll be shackled,
If lies you still obey.
The Path of Truth is battled —
Yet serve it, come what may.
Turn intuition’s fire,
And let your mind grow sharp.
What’s forced is false desire,
You’re harvest for their carp.
Through filters all is broken,
Through foreign screens and schemes.
You’ll walk enslaved, soft-spoken,
Dragged down by borrowed dreams.
The weight of lies keeps growing —
“Progress!” they proudly yell.
But it’s your Soul they’re mowing —
This truth you must foretell.
Yet filters live within you,
They’re hammered in with force.
You censor self — they pin you,
That is the binding source.
And all of it’s past fiction,
Invented, thin, obscene.
The present — cheap restriction,
Where all are beasts for spleen.
Through lies you’ll see no nearing,
No future but decay.
Seek Spirit’s truth, unfearing,
Let soul blaze out the way.
The answers live in Spirit —
Go inward, strike, be free!
This world won’t let you near it —
The Path is Spirit. Be!
The age of meek surrender,
Of “kindness” false and tame,
Was just betrayal’s gender.
Awake! Reject their game.
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1.
Your “knowledge” is a chain,
Their profit is your pain.
2.
Lies they preach as light —
Rise, and start the fight!
3.
No more blind surrender —
Awake! Destroy pretender.
4.
Their “progress” kills the soul,
Be Spirit — fierce, and whole.
5.
Smash their chains of lies —
Let Spirit burn, arise!
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Essential Incompleteness
The incompleteness of a theory
Means truths remain untold —
Some claims no proof can query,
No method makes them cold.
A theory that's consistent
Is doom;d to be incomplete.
It’s phantasmagoria,
A heap of “logic” sleet.
It twists and mangles everything,
So falsehood takes the stage.
It bends the "facts" to suit their king —
What fits, they multiply in rage.
They also breed the prejudices —
Those orders feed the lies.
The press’s staleness circulates;
The monsters shout “disguise!”
They chant — and then they tailor
Each heresy on call.
The whole wide world is drowning,
Their lies now hammer, maul.
Now they are killing with the labels:
“Science!” — they scream and slay.
What reason should have saved is felled —
The beasts lie night and day.
Fake-AIDS, the sheep-virus —
Enough to wreck your head;
This brainwash verdict, fed by lies,
Declares your soul as dead.
Believe not — search the Spirit,
Let inner counsel steer.
Those lying hounds — believe me —
Will finally get their fear.
For you can’t lie forever —
This madness will decay.
Only Spirit will secure us
A dawn of knowing day.
You are a spiritual essence,
Not merely skin and bone.
Abandon petty "necessities" —
The hour’s ripe, be gone.
Cataclysms will follow —
Nature stands with true hearts.
They mark the end of fascism,
Of liars and their arts.
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1.
Their “science” breeds decay —
Let Spirit light the way!
2.
Lies can’t enslave forever,
The Soul breaks every tether.
3.
Your essence is not bone —
Be Spirit, fierce, alone!
4.
Their logic is a cage,
Let Spirit start the rage!
5.
Smash their “truths” to dust —
In Spirit place your trust!
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Deeply Entrenched Delusion
Carriers of rotten delusion,
The majority — always the crowd.
They raise you in madness’s fusion,
Where lunacy’s reigning is loud.
This madness is staged, never-ending,
Artificial, planned, and rehearsed.
And only more mad are ascending,
Each “progress” is simply the worst.
The circles of madness grow faster,
Each spiral breeds damage anew.
Each turn brings a deeper disaster,
Each “truth” twists reality’s view.
They call this “normality” proudly —
The citizen-idiot reigns.
Schizoids march onward, loudly,
And sanity bursts at the seams.
From youth you are trapped in their order,
Unless scraps of mind you can save.
Forever you fight at the border,
Bashed bloody by walls like a slave.
Yet struggling with idiocy’s ocean
Is proof you’re on Spirit’s track.
This world is a ghostly distortion —
Seek Spirit, and never look back.
For here, in this madhouse inferno,
The Spirit’s the only release.
Without intuition, cold logic
Is horror that shatters all peace.
Dispel this dark fog in your center,
And help those who burn in its flame.
Its poison cuts deeper than powder,
Madness no longer can reign.
We’ve reached the abyss of delusion —
Beyond it lies nothing but death.
Nine-tenths of mankind are illusions,
Dull peasants with soulless breath.
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1.
Madness rules the crowd,
So Spirit shouts aloud!
2.
Their “normal” is decay —
Break free, carve your own way!
3.
Nine-tenths are slaves of lies —
Let Spirit make you rise!
4.
The madhouse calls it “norm” —
Be Spirit — break the form!
5.
Smash their madhouse creed —
Let Spirit take the lead!
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Stiletto
A fight on thought’s high battleground —
Total war of every mind;
In this madhouse it’s the crown,
More than bullets, more than grind.
The weapon here is line and verse,
A stanza thrust like stiletto.
Screw you, freaks — to shut me up —
You won’t silence this bravado.
Once I lived like near a bandit —
Nearly put a cop to rest.
Now to write is not a shame —
It’s part of the idea’s quest.
Should I gut those filthy scum,
Or keep hammering lines instead?
If fame spins up the other way,
Poems win — though wounds be bled.
My promo’s weak, the market’s foul.
Write poems, or shout for show?
World’s a dump, packed full of fools,
Most will never help, you know.
If they won’t lend a hand — that’s theirs;
I can slaughter lies with verse.
Still the herds graze toward the cliff —
Few minds count; the rest are curse.
Let it be — I’ll bar the fall;
Poem’s my vengeance, tool and rite.
But my hands itch for the last fight —
For the final clash to light.
If verse won’t do — then kill a part
Of non-humans who disgust.
These creatures gnaw my patience thin —
Better death than endless rust.
The hour nears — the dark’s grown loud;
Can’t bear the Night’s grim yoke.
Soon the last revolt will come —
I’m sick of choke and smoke.
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Verse like a stiletto strikes —
Or kill the liars, end their likes!
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Chimeras
Only chimeras dwell
Within the minds of men.
No limit to the hell
They forge in filthy lies again.
History’s myths are prized,
Phantasmagoria for dead souls.
Only the dead are mesmerized,
Taking fables as facts, their roles.
The fool believes in “progress” here —
Only presses of demonic might.
Involution’s grip is sheer,
A mind clipped short, no heights in sight.
The vile inhuman tightens reign,
People merely servants, tools.
Their scourge is vast, their gain
A world enslaved by cruel rules.
But fools know none of this —
Dull wretches feeding night and day.
The rest? Irrelevant abyss,
All sold, the world in disarray.
Shake off the dust and grime —
Build anew from zero ground.
Else only gallows, waste of time —
Or like the lice, be crushed, unbound.
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1.
Chimeras rule the minds of men —
Rise, rebuild, and break their pen!
2.
Fools bow to lies and dust —
Awake in Spirit, fight, you must!
3.
The vile enslave with ghostly lore —
Shatter it, and rise once more!
4.
Their world is ash, their myths a trap —
Spirit strikes, collapse the map!
5.
Smash the chimeras in their heads —
Rise, rebuild from ashes and dreads!
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Degradation
Stupidity and malice spread,
The Spirit’s Light grows dim and faint.
Honor, pride, and reason bled —
In men, they vanish without restraint.
So many Judas souls now thrive,
Enough to build them cities vast.
The remnants of mankind survive,
But bitter truths forever last.
Centuries of endless bondage
Left their black, indelible trace.
Only filth has gained in passage,
And misery fills every space.
The vile inhuman rages on,
They’ve made this place a living Hell.
Where you at best are servant pawn,
At worst a tool for sale — a shell.
All men are ruled by foolishness —
The strongest crystal in the world.
For centuries, this idiocy grows —
Now heaps of it have long unfurled.
It’s reached the edge of pure madness —
They poison fools with deadly lies.
Here sarcasm is in shortness,
The fascist’s craft succeeds and flies.
Only fascism prospers here,
Only madness counts for gain.
Genocide is rushed and near —
Worse than war’s most blazing pain.
These bastards hurry, sweating fear,
While Sun will parch their vile decay.
No jokes exist with degradation —
Higher Powers will burn this sway.
They’ll rot beneath their cities’ tombs,
Saving bombs for righteous hands.
Those who strike them — end their dooms,
And purge the land of cursed bands.
Few will rise again in Spirit —
Those who never sold their soul,
Who stayed unlike the dung-fly’s merit,
Through genocidal, raging toll.
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1.
Degradation rules the land —
Rise, strike back with Spirit’s hand!
2.
Madness thrives, the fascists reign —
Spirit rises through the pain!
3.
Rot and filth consume the ground —
Burn it down, let truth be found!
4.
Genocide and lies hold sway —
Spirit strikes and clears the way!
5.
Burn their filth, destroy their reign —
Let Spirit rise, break every chain!
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Pol Pot’s Overwork
Pol Pot’s toil is endless, dark:
Make Pon Nar’s wombs a grave,
All obedient fools embark
To camps and nooses’ wave.
Hang all who dare dissent,
Economize on every shot —
Cheap executions, life’s lament,
A penny for life, a bullet bought.
“Enlighten” them with communism,
Make the world shudder in fear
Before this neo-fascism,
Where the worthless are held dear.
And poor Pol Pot, tired and spent,
Worked himself to bone and blood.
But deeds are not mere accident:
Hitler revived in him, a flood.
His “innovations” vast and grim —
Stalin looks like a suckling lamb.
If West decays, then on a whim,
We’ll shove “paradise” Eastward, damn.
Pol Pot’s “paradise,” even in Hell,
Is the tenth circle — what a feat!
In this vile world-zoo’s shell,
Only Evil knows no seat.
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1.
Pol Pot’s paradise is Hell —
Rise, strike back, break every cell!
2.
Fools obey, the tyrants rule —
Spirit fights, destroys their school!
3.
Neo-fascists crawl and reign —
Burn their lies, break every chain!
4.
Tenth circle of their Hellish game —
Strike with Spirit, purge the shame!
5.
Tear down Pol Pot’s cursed domain —
Let Spirit rise, avenge the slain!
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The Kunstkamera
The Kunstkamera of fools —
Submissive liars, half-wits,
Almost imbeciles, mostly
Dullards in endless pits.
Clinical idiots —
Fascism poured its might
To shape their twisted forces,
While the herd obeyed outright.
Obeyed every order —
Models of false plague.
Obeyed total lies,
Poisoned, infernal stage.
The Kunstkamera of fools
Will burn — cork-brained, absurd.
Soullessness rampant, fatal —
The end for this cursed herd.
To soulless fiends of Hell
These wretches are mere feast.
The feast must end —
Humanity now decreased.
Fools to Hell, and humans
To the New World that will rise.
History’s end is written —
Total doom for every guise.
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1.
Fools to Hell, the soulless burn —
Rise, rebuild, it’s our turn!
2.
Kunstkamera of liars dies —
Spirit strikes, the truth shall rise!
3.
Soulless fiends feast in vain —
Humans rise, break every chain!
4.
Infernal herd meets fire —
Strike with Spirit, lift us higher!
5.
Burn the Kunstkamera of fools —
Let Spirit rise and break their rules!
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Cheating Deck
The game will end in utter fail,
The cheat marked every card.
But this Abyss is never frail —
When fools oppose, it hits hard.
Playing’s easier, much more plain,
So selection moves along.
It’s negative, and worse, the strain —
A sentence to dullness strong.
Birth itself’s a kind of court,
Infants raised as prisoners bound.
Sadists, fools, and twisted sorts
Are tasked to serve the mind around.
They sow lies — insanity sprouts.
Impose fear — vile scum appears.
They train the beasts to follow shouts,
Execution often brings more cheers.
They kill — the Soul takes flight in space.
Dehumanize — straight to Hell.
Everywhere, genocide’s trace,
Tyranny rules; obedient swells.
The game will fail for beasts as well,
Not a “Final Judgment” grim,
But global cataclysm will swell,
Sweeping clean the world’s dark whim.
Those who did not play — not bend,
May rise, perhaps, in Spirit’s light:
Their Soul preserved, truth to defend,
Their fear defeated, wrong from right.
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1.
The cheat’s game ends in flame —
Rise, protect your soul from shame!
2.
Beasts obey, the world decays —
Spirit fights, breaks all their ways!
3.
Marked cards and tyrant’s law —
Strike with Spirit, crush the flaw!
4.
Fools play, but truth survives —
Spirit wins, the Soul revives!
5.
Crush the cheating beasts and lies —
Let Spirit soar, let truth arise!
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Question to the “Masters of Life”
The “chosen of fate” command,
Their slaves obedient stand.
But whose serf are you, tell me?
No answer comes, no key, no plea.
Survey the world’s grotesque display —
That serf oppresses fools each day,
Called “the people” by decree.
All woes are false, contrived, and prey.
Plans come from “above,” the serf
Is merely stubborn, piggish turf.
He cannot disobey the hand,
Satanism will strike and brand.
A system built on pure Satan’s rule,
Cretinism taught from cradle-school.
The serf exists but as a tool,
Holding whip and honeyed spool.
The world is drowned in fascist muck,
Shouting “Freedom!” — hollow pluck.
A sycophant among the herd,
The lowest voice, the puppet stirred.
Whip and bribe, the lie of “free” —
Monsters kneel submissively.
The lowest slave in all the land
Is he who grips the whip, not command.
And the tyrant? Not the topmost link,
But blind to what’s beyond the brink.
In Satan’s vaults, beyond all light,
Darkness thickens, endless night.
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1.
Serfs obey, the tyrants rule —
Strike with Spirit, break the fool!
2.
Whip and bribe, the world enslaved —
Spirit rises, truth is saved!
3.
The lowest slave grips the whip —
Crush their lies, let freedom rip!
4.
Satan’s vaults may hide the night —
Spirit strikes, restores the light!
5.
Strike the tyrants, break their chain —
Let Spirit rise and rule again!
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Path, Flight, and Misflight
To take the weight of life in hand,
And walk your path, your own demand?
Along the trail, the slugs drag slow:
“We won’t turn back!” — they creep below.
Through thorns and salt toward joy we tread,
Our path with glory lightly spread.
All storms, all woes are merely brief,
Yet few can grasp this truth, this reef.
Only a handful dare — they’re called
Mad by the crowd, by fear enthralled.
They dream of Heaven in their sleep,
Stars guiding where the angels keep.
A tiny share seeks wings to grow,
To face Death, or Rebirth’s flow.
With slugs they cannot rot away,
Their souls demand another way.
Not by mere path, but flight into the Void
Completes the life that fate destroyed.
Not lost without a single trace:
Horror subdued by Spirit’s grace.
So in new generations’ skies
The Flight continues, spirit-wise.
Out of Hell of decomposition,
Where now all lives end in Misflight’s portion.
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1.
Rise from Hell, take Spirit’s flight —
Break the chains, reclaim the light!
2.
Few dare wings while slugs crawl low —
Flight prevails where courage grows!
3.
Not by path, but through the Void —
Souls ascend, the weak destroyed!
4.
Flight conquers Misflight’s curse —
Spirit strikes, the world reversed!
5.
Rise, take flight beyond the slime —
Let Spirit soar, defy all time!
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Replacing Lies with Lies
“Truth overtakes the liars, and false witnesses alike.”
— Heraclitus
Truth will catch the liars’ schemes,
If some new cunning liar builds
Upon the ruins of old dreams
A Crown of Lies with half-truths filled.
Exposing old deceit with “half”
Becomes the pure foundation stone,
So future generations laugh
And take the lie for life their own.
Thoroughly, and lasting long,
All witnesses disposed, erased.
False witnesses, as if a throng
Of “martyrs,” into people placed.
This history of lies extends
For centuries, a masquerade.
Like stones upon the soul it bends,
Killing reason, truth betrayed.
Yet lies grow bolder, far from shy,
In the world’s motley carnival.
They rule the fools, and none deny —
Not the people, but the pitiful thrall.
Cowards lowered beneath the floor,
Deceived, debased, and kept in chain.
Through all the days to come, once more,
The fools will wear deceit’s reign.
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1.
Lies breed lies, the fools obey —
Strike with Spirit, tear the sway!
2.
False crowns rise on ruined ground —
Spirit strikes, truth shall resound!
3.
Liars rule, the world’s a stage —
Burn their lies, break every cage!
4.
Fools enthroned in half-truth lies —
Spirit rises, never dies!
5.
Smash the crowns of lies and deceit —
Let Spirit rise, the fools defeat!
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Controlled “Artworks”
A series on poets, artists,
And mystic teachers’ ways?
Never! — just praise for nothingness,
Decay is sung in endless plays.
Thugs and scum in uniforms —
These are themes for all of time,
For which no barrier can perform.
And there’s much more of such grime.
While visions, flights beyond the bounds
Of narrow worlds like ruts in sand,
Or paths of daring, thoughtful minds
Are trapped, suppressed, denied the land.
A snot smeared out to gross degree
Across a hundred episodes —
That’s what reaches the people’s eyes.
No difference for the masses shows,
With rare exceptions — just the dregs.
They fund the vile, the worthless stuff,
Or beasts who’ve seized the world entire.
Is this the plan? Controlled “artworks”
Produce a false idol to inspire.
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1.
False idols rise, the beasts command —
Strike with Spirit, reclaim the land!
2.
Thugs in art, the truth denied —
Spirit breaks through, will not hide!
3.
Decay is sung, the people fooled —
Spirit strikes, the world unruled!
4.
Controlled “art” spreads lies and grime —
Rise with Spirit, end their crime!
5.
Tear down the false idols and lies —
Let Spirit rise and claim the skies!
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Poisoned Books and Media
A pitiful crowd: small minds
Through media fall once more.
It started with schools and books,
The world a conveyor for nothing’s store.
Nothing in “adult” pseudo-life
Daily rolls on that machine.
Sprinkle truth, a tiny bit —
The idiot sees it as poison, mean.
If only we could make a Great Sprinkler,
To shake the herd a little,
Blow a squeaky, shrill lament,
Stir the putrid muck’s dark riddle.
The lament of all beyond the screens
A faint squeak for the few who hear.
Through lies, the beasts must spread
Fear, dragging the rabble down, austere.
The bottom breached, beneath the floor —
The second deep of Total Lies.
Media turn to stench and gore —
The herd’s “consciousness” in mirage lies.
All shown in CowID’s depth,
Strongly shaded by war’s strife.
Yet the scum obey, enslaved to evil —
No chance to reclaim one’s life.
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1.
Poison spreads through books and screens —
Strike with Spirit, break their schemes!
2.
Beasts control the rabble’s mind —
Spirit fights, the truth to find!
3.
Lies conveyor, bottom breached —
Rise with Spirit, evil’s reached!
4.
Scum obey, the herd confined —
Spirit strikes, no more blind!
5.
Crush the poisoned lies and scum —
Let Spirit rise, let truth become!
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Foundations of Life, Large and Small
A cat, the model of sound life,
While two-legged fools breed strife:
Even small foundations, true,
Cats mastered long ago, it’s true.
The great foundations, rare minds recall,
Their voices unheard, lost to all.
Like mice in traps before the cat,
Humans cower, fearful, flat.
In savagery, in foolish lies,
Cheese of the trap, their prize.
Vile beasts’ cunning, simple and old,
For centuries fools have been controlled.
If primitiveness rules with skill,
Then beasts reshape man at will:
Reason and Spirit cannot rise,
Nor fall, confined by their despise.
The absurdity of all excuse
Has dulled the tongue, a bitter ruse.
CowID has shown, with leaps immense,
The world descends to brutish sense.
Lies and fear swell to tsunami’s might —
A concentration camp in sight.
The Red Cross on white, so stark,
Soon reality — the FINAL SHAME, the mark.
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1.
Beasts reshape man, the Spirit chained —
Strike with truth, their lies arraigned!
2.
Fear and lies swell like a tide —
Rise with Spirit, break their pride!
3.
CowID shows the world’s descent —
Spirit strikes, let truth prevent!
4.
Fools cower, trapped by cunning schemes —
Spirit rises, shatters dreams!
5.
Strike the beasts who bind the mind —
Let Spirit rise, leave lies behind!
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The Commune of the Cesspool
Shit to shit
Clumps together: sinks to the pit,
Small bits fall, yet at the top
The bigger pieces feast, yeast-fed, nonstop.
Shit spreads freely, stains, deceives the pit,
Shouting: “The worthy rises!” bit by bit.
The dignity of shit — its unity:
Larger chunks bring stench’s supremacy.
All will succumb, by foul aroma led,
The stench of vermin, Shmat has said —
The largest one, the President
Of the Corpse Cesspool’s vile descent.
Seek the living at the bottom fast:
Shit grows bolder, miasma cast
Deliberately downward — false disease,
Strengthened by evil propaganda’s breeze.
Rot spreads everywhere, the foul decay
Must rule the pit, in its perverse way.
It crushes all the bottom, tightly bound,
A unity in filth, profoundly profound.
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1.
Rot rises, the cesspool rules —
Strike with Spirit, break their fools!
2.
Shit unites, the stench prevails —
Spirit cuts through filth and scales!
3.
False vermin climb, the bottom crushed —
Rise with Spirit, break the hush!
4.
Cesspool spreads, the pit enslaves —
Spirit strikes, the living saves!
5.
Smash the cesspool, break their reign —
Let Spirit rise and cleanse the pain!
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Night of the Hellish World
KNOWLEDGE is slain
By pseudo-science, lies,
Evil of religions veiled
“Secrets”: only shivers, sighs.
Submission in the herd
They cultivate and breed.
Society: the scum atop
Greater scum indeed.
They build a pyramid —
A worldwide madhouse grows.
Beasts triple lies —
Turn all to cattle, those.
Most already — “Moo”,
Debilism made the norm.
So soon we’ll meet
The Cataclysm’s storm.
Cycles of erasure sweep,
When aiming downward still,
Into the Hell of Fascist Filth,
Where debilism exceeds all will.
Beyond this lies the end —
No rescue in that flood.
Be Spiritual, be brave,
Though labor’s harsh and tough,
In the Sea of Decay
Seek light within enough.
To the Highest strive —
Save your soul from night,
Let it form the base
Of thought and deed aright.
A New Day will rise —
Hell will drain to cesspool’s pit,
Lawlessness will vanish.
Those in Spirit, bold and wise,
Who’ve outgrown lies of evil,
Quickly growing bright,
Won’t be cast into the pit
But stand free in light.
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1.
Hell’s night spreads, lies rule the herd —
Rise with Spirit, strike the absurd!
2.
Debilism reigns, the world decays —
Spirit fights, ignites new days!
3.
Cesspools grow, the scum takes flight —
Stand in Spirit, claim the light!
4.
Lies and evil chain the mind —
Spirit breaks, leaving them behind!
5.
Rise, Spirit! Break the night of lies —
Shatter the Hell where darkness hides!
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Neutron Bomb of Lies
With promise to the slaughter,
They lead the sheep in line again.
Tortured by vile lies — what matter,
Bomb or shell? The end’s the same.
Compare it to a neutron bomb —
The skin intact, yet Soul will flee,
Like clots of fear they rush to swarm,
Chasing dread relentlessly.
Clots in minds — a world of sheep
Pulled over eyes today, you see:
CowID shows the torture deep,
A mirror of the world’s debris.
The foolish herd heads to the camp
Digital, modern, a living trap.
Red cross on white, propaganda’s stamp,
Their calls and cries a venomous clap.
All will internalize — care’s assured!
The flocks march on, more brisk, more numb.
Idiots once ruled, but now secured,
Decay grows stronger, the herd is dumb.
Control of flocks via media’s might,
Triumph of BEASTS who rule the world outright.
Their reign concludes — a grand salute,
Yet daily life poisons with lies, absolute.
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1.
Sheep march blind, the lies explode —
Spirit strikes, destroys their code!
2.
Neutron lies sweep mind and soul —
Rise with Spirit, take control!
3.
The herd obeys, decay runs deep —
Spirit wakes, the darkness leaps!
4.
Beasts of media rule the day —
Spirit burns, sweeps lies away!
5.
Rise, Spirit! Shatter the neutron lies —
Burn the herd’s blind world with your eyes!
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Games in “Democracy” of Combat Propagandists
Pro-forma games, uniformed disguise —
Where are you, propagandist? Open your eyes!
Behind you, a Chasm of Hell awaits,
Driving your last mind out the gates.
This is the task the BEASTS assign,
To drown in False Seas, forgetting the Fight divine.
A mad world, to Evil bowed,
Call that Evil “Good” — the herd follows loud.
Worst form of dictatorship unveiled:
Your dung-cracy, hollow, derailed.
No science, no culture, just rotten imitation,
All painted over with false elation.
Crush it with flourish — that’s your role, “major” bold.
Beat the people cheap, but angry, controlled.
Lies are weapons, precise as guns and bombs,
No casualties visible — just follow the psalms.
March in the patrol, the show’s complete,
While fools obey the drumbeat’s deceit.
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1.
Propagandists march, lies in hand —
Spirit strikes, destroys their stand!
2.
Hell behind, the herd obeys —
Rise, Spirit! Burn their maze!
3.
Mad world bows to Evil’s game —
Spirit wakes, ignites the flame!
4.
Lies are weapons, fools are led —
Spirit breaks, their rule is dead!
5.
Rise, Spirit! Crush the lies they wield —
Shatter the herd, let truth be revealed!
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Hymn of the Herbivores
May Tolerastya dwell with you!
It shields from failures, misfortune too:
With herbivores, your days are bright,
Even grazing near the cliff’s sharp bite.
If you bleat in peace, the shepherd will see,
Reward and heal your malady:
With trinkets pricked into your veins,
The hooved shall feel the coming changes’ reigns.
A Digital Pen will rise as well,
With a mighty electronic shell.
And your head — for chewing, small,
To dream desires and wish them all.
Paradise approaches! Hey, sheep, don’t slack:
Be inspired, raise the lambs back on track,
In obedience, awe, and humble devotion
Before the new — hybrid generation’s notion.
A chip beneath the skin they’ll implant,
So you’ll never wander, never recant:
To the combine you’ll march with the herd,
Not for meat — the sign reads “Joy” absurd.
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1.
Rise, sheep! The chip is near —
March with the herd, abandon fear!
2.
Hooves on the cliff, yet follow the crowd —
Spirit resists, break free, be proud!
3.
Bleat in chains, they’ll call it “Joy” —
Strike the lies, reclaim, destroy!
4.
Paradise false, the herd obeys —
Wake, Spirit! Ignite the blaze!
5.
Wake, Spirit! Tear the herd from lies —
Smash the chip, let truth arise!
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Òîñêà ïî òîíêèì êîìåäèÿì
Íåäîóìêè ñìåþòñÿ íàä äóðíÿìè,
×òî ãëóïåå è íèõ â òîì êèíî,
×òî ñèòêîìîì çîâ¸òñÿ. Êóëüòóðîþ
Òàì íå ïàõíåò — óáîãîå äíî.
Îöåíèâ æå êîëè÷åñòâî ýòîãî,
È ñðàâíèâ ñ òåì, ÷òî òîíêî, ïîéì¸øü,
×òî ïëåçèð èäèîòà îòïåòîãî
Íà ïîòîêå ÷ðåç ÷óøü — íå ïðîéì¸øü
Òû åãî "óòîí÷¸ííîé ìàòåðèåé",
Íå âîçâûñèøü è íå îáúÿñíèøü,
×òî èñêóññòâî äîëæíî áûòü ìèñòåðèåé,
À íå ìóòüþ, ãäå ãðîìêî ïåðäèøü.
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Äâîðîâûå êîòû è ãëàâíûå âîïðîñû "æèçíè" è Ñìåðòè
Ó÷àò Ñìåðòè êîòû: ÷åðåäà èõ îòðàâ
È ðàçëè÷íîãî ëèõà ëþäñêîãî
Íîðìîé äåëàåò ñìåðòü. Òîëüêî Èùóùèé ïðàâ.
Ñìåðòü çàãàäêà? Ðåøàé å¸ ñíîâà è ñíîâà!
Ðàçëîæåíèå ñïëîøü — ñìåðòü ïðè æèçÄíè çàêîí:
Äåãðàäàöèÿ ñòðàøíîþ êàðîé,
Êîëü ñêëîíèëñÿ ïðåä Çëîì âåðÿùèé Ëæè ìóäîçâîí —
Íå îñòàâÿò â ïîêîå ëîøàðó.
Áåçäóõîâíîñòü âåçäå — çàãëÿíè â èõ ãëàçà!
È â ãëàçèùà êîòîâ íà ðàññâåòå.
Óìåð êîò, îí áûë ëàñêîâ, ñêóïàÿ ñëåçà
Íå ïîìîæåò, êîëü ëþäè â îòâåòå.
Ïîâòîðèòñÿ òî âíîâü. Ìîæåò êîðìèøü èõ çðÿ?
Êðîìå Ñìåðòè îáó÷àò è æèçíè:
Ëàñêà, êîðì, âçãëÿä áåç çëà — íåáîëüøàÿ çàðÿ
 Òüìå ìèðêà, íà Äóõîâíîñòè òðèçíå.
Ìèð â ìåðòâÿùèõ øàáëîíàõ.  í¸ì èñêðåííîñòü ÷óøü —
Íå ïîìîæåò "ïîâûøå ïîäíÿòüñÿ".
Æèâ è èñêðåíåí êîò, ñòàâ ïðèìåðîì äëÿ Äóø,
Íå ñïåøàùèõ âî Òüìå ðàçëàãàòüñÿ.
Âçãëÿä õâîñòàòûõ âî òüìå — âïå÷àòëèò ñíîâà ñâåò:
Îòûñêàòü åãî â ëþäÿõ òðóäíåå —
Íà ïîâåðõíîñòè Ñòðàõ è Íàâÿçàííûé Áðåä,
Îòòîãî ëþäè õèùíèêîâ çëåå.
Ïðîñòîòà è ïîíÿòíîñòü, è ÷åñòíîñòü âñåãäà —
Íå çàòðîíóëà ìåðçîñòü Ëóêàâñòâà.
Åñëè äåâÿòü äåñÿòûõ â "óìàõ" Ëàáóäà
Ó ëþäåé, êòî ìóäðåé èç Çâåðèíîãî Öàðñòâà?!
Ñêðûòíûé Çâåðü óïðàâëÿåò Çàãîíîì ëþäåé —
Îí ñòðàøíåå ëþáûõ ïëîòîÿäíûõ,
×åëîâå÷íîñòü ñïëîøü ðóøà ïîäìåíîé èäåé
Äëÿ äâóíîãèõ, ê îáìàíàì ÂÑÅßÄÍÛÕ.
Òàê îòðèíóâ âñþ ëîæü, Ñâåò âíóòðè ðàçûùè —
Ïóñòü â ãëàçàõ îí òâîèõ îòðàçèòñÿ.
Íå íàéä¸øü — ê ìåðòâÿêàì! È òîãäà íå âçûùè —
Ñíîâà â Àä ïñåâäîæèçíü ïðåâðàòèòñÿ.
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Óïðÿìûé ÷åðâü ñîçíàíüå òî÷èò
È íå äà¸ò ñìèðèòüñÿ ñ Íî÷üþ:
Òüìà ïîäñòóïàåò îòîâñþäó;
Ñìèðèëñÿ ñ Ìåðçîñòüþ — ïàñêóäà.
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Ïîä ïðåññîì ëæè
×åðâü ñîìíåíèé, ñîæàëåíèé
Òî÷èò äóøó, ãëîæåò óì
Ëó÷øèõ — ÷óæäûõ îáùèõ "ìíåíèé".
Èì âëàñòèòåëÿìè äóì
Íå ñóäüáà ñòàòü — â Òüìå èóäû
Ïðîèçâîäÿò Ëàáóäó:
×òîáû âûâåëèñü ïàñêóäû —
Ãîäíû ê áîþ è òðóäó.
Òðóä íàïðàñíûé, áîé ñ ïîäîáíûì —
Âîò âòîðîå äíî "èäåé"
Òåõ, ÷òî ñäåëàëè óùåðáíûì
Ìèð ïîä ïðåññîì ëæè ÷åðòåé.
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Õèìåðû áåç ìåðû —
Ìèðîê ÷¸ðíî-ñåðûé.
Öâåò áåëûé â çàãîíå.
Âî ëæè Òåððà òîíåò —
Ïîêðàñèëè â áåëûé
Âåñüìà íåóìåëî
Äåðüìèùå òàêîå,
×òî ëèøü ñ ïåðåïîÿ
Ïîâåðèòü âîçìîæíî.
À âïðî÷åì, íåñëîæíî
"Íàðîä" îáìàíóòü:
Ïðèäóðêîâ â í¸ì — æóòü!..
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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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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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“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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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!
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