no matter what the word it has a placethere is a pattern and a proper trackour goal is to create the human raceno one expects that we'll keep up this pacesince we have moved to red from basic blackno matter what the word it has a placewhere each true maker gains in height and graceand makes obeisance before each attackour goal is to create the human racenot only for our time but for the caseas true observer of what's out of whackno matter what the word it has a placewe have the time and duty to embracethe burning heart before we dare to crackour goal is to create the human racethose are the facts that each of us must faceeach mind is empty and each soul is blackno matter what the word is has a placeour goal is to create the human race
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
10 October 2008
this is true magic
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