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Destiny. The God within our souls that bounces within the limits of existence. True or not, this is the end... and... the beginning... of it all. I am talking about pleasure, monkeys, god and cells. Make up for what is left of this council and breathe. The world is no paradise, it is the relationships of truth, matter and sufuckation. I am happy that this is happening, i am happy everything is happening, for, what is worst, we are the cell, we are the ones who will set it all apart, we are demi-gods ready to pluralize the sunset of madness. Make it an offer or let it be, for when the night sets the sun, the clouds will shine and the dead will rise, we will fly and death will start...

I hope we bring no meaning to the sentence, blushed with reason and insanity, for the cures that you find within are the bandages of the helpless, disintegrating into million pieces of gold creatures willing to find the end. Instead of, becoming, we destroy the creation and create, the destruction. Peace was a hopeless being, banished from the earth to become man. Now he humbles away in the desert, looking for water from the rain as he stumbles upon a girl, ready to eat his brains.

The path that has been chosen wills a creature, the axis of eternity that was offered as a sacrifice to the gods that never cleared the ocean of me. Ride away insanity, wish well upon your desires, wish well upon the sounds of nature, wish well and be well.

There is only one memory that is not recognized, that is the printing of the cells, neuronality and beginnings, morphological astrofinity, it becomes the light, light that shines for us, for nothing more than our eyes.