Our side of spiritual calamity breathes in green disease that fatigues the ajna in all of awareness-accessible beings, clouding and shaping invisible mirrors that show you what you want to see, conjures ever-shifting entities that bend its image to will…
Nothing seems real through the eye in the pyramid-shaped portal, nothing is real but what the disease can convince you is real…
Auaesuve,
An illusion-mirror shaped into a mental hammer to shard what's put forth.
The vision of exultance is no longer the pounding of a deceased earth through the hands of the reptile eye, the scene of extinction is no longer inevitable through the shards of Auaesuve at my feet…
Nothing seems real through the eye in the pyramid-shaped portal, nothing is real but what the disease can convince you is real…
Auaesuve,
An illusion-mirror shaped into a mental hammer to shard what's put forth.
The vision of exultance is no longer the pounding of a deceased earth through the hands of the reptile eye, the scene of extinction is no longer inevitable through the shards of Auaesuve at my feet…
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