Naamah Kaoskult
I'm praying for something of the sacred and precious, from a spiritual treasure chest, to give a new core to my body, New innermost health.
But those satanic rage siblings big wings flutter through the air, bought the world in the dark, from the sky, brilliant moon. Penetrated into the holiest to the sacrament.
I really wish that lightning would strike from the sky and heavy rain. Thousands of waters that washed away, thousands of daggers, away from the hands of evil, out of reach.
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Heartbeats forging non-stop squeeze, force forward. Sparkling drops under the protection of eyelashes. Hoping for a pain free week, see one more summer.
''We are too purely utopia to each other. Front of us, only the locked toolbox which we can not step out from our habits.''
The inconsolability of sleepless nights sways in the wind of sadness.
An endless stream carries the tears together.
At the frontiers of knowledge, the gaze falls
like mist on a blind swamp.
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