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Apollo
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Acu' 5 minute am terminat de scris...
din ciclul "religie" 9. Jesus-Christ the sinner I am who I am, a human amongst others who say I’m sinless and pure without brothers. How wrong are you, feeble-mortal souls thinking God created you to live for your goals. God didn’t create you, you created yourselves You’re flesh and blood not some fictional elves. God is fiction, foolish souls seeking retribution amongst the treads of so called evolution. I am the son of Lies therefore I sin, one day I’ll die, I know I can’t win. I’m only a human, not a perfect machine, a robot I do enjoy sexual pleasure, I’m no mascot. … Time slowly passing by, I’m bound to die but I’m happy for I didn’t live in a lie. Most of you do, you even think the Lie is true Lie which is your live, it’s black not blue. You think you live in colours, even believe it truth is you only have negru and white without limit. One day you’ll bow to me, as you bow to Dad, so called God, telling you don’t do this, do that. They’ll say I love you, not the truth I can’t love everybody, neither can you, go ahead call me rued. Time slowly passing by, I’m still bound to die. … The way I die might make other cry crucified, my almost naked corpse left to dry. But the foolishness of your pathetic minds, the belief I can’t die will create unparalleled binds. With which I’ll resurrect, come back from death, a power that comes from belief, no so called Dad. After my resurrection my role will become minimal having you thinking: Hey, ain’t an animal? Who is lead away from true destiny believing lies from a long foretold prophecy? … First day after my death, I’m now free, no longer clouded is my mind, now I can truly see. The vast, infinite galaxy – in its graceful glory, stars which beauty lies untold, read carefully my simple story. I’m no longer bound to my mortal body, I can truly say I’ve became nothing, a nobody. And while I’m enjoying my immortality You feeble souls cry my bitter fatality. Lie your head down, listen, for once be free! … Second day of my death, I now control time Present, past, future are all mine. I’m curious how society will evolve, I want to see, Let’s have a look, shall we? Future is no more than wind washed away by your sin, I now realize there’s no hope left, humans won’t win. The battle between their-selves, amongst this infernal noise I still see a spark of beauty, loves voice. … Third and last day, before my returning, feeling morning, people already forgot about me, only a few left mourning. I almost feel sad for leaving this place the urge is to great, must I hasten my pace? Prepare for my sad homecoming, raise the flag prepare your hearts, be happy not mad. My soul will ascend to Heaven.. … 40 days I wandered Earth, before my returning, along with my disciples whom were happy, I was sad, only feeling pain n’ doom. I tried to explain how I got back, what I saw they did not care, they wanted teachings – straight n’ raw. Soon I became the last thing I’ve ever wanted, haunted by my past, haunted – haunted. … All your dreams shattered in an instance, all you ever dream of is deliverance. All you think about is immortality all you breath is reality! You pay the price, death. … I am who I am, a simple human who sins, loves and hates Am I inhuman? From reality Heaven –I – creates. … Time has its own way of dealing with man, woman – being forgotten is not a choice, it’s man- datory. I am human therefore I sin! … I died even though I was promised immortality, now I’m no more than an illusion for faint-hearted humanity. |
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