When the spirit rises more More of the human defects are seen And everywhere there is darkness, Languid malice that provides In so-called cinematic language From the real the assembly transforms The scenery in a fantastic atmosphere In fact what passes the norm Silenced songs of yesteryear Blazing epiphanies dazzled They are in dementia right now The voracious song of the hurt souls Afternoon shakes or gesture unable In the clear waters that cry Become a quick guy The calendas that always were.
The unspeakable is about to be written Out on the street that is destined for us Whenever something wants to die An Intestine Fever Falls In Us They are psychosomatic lenses That on the whole line make career In extragalactic travels Everything is good in the voice of a mourner And we lunatically prefigure The judgment of that which For only what we have achieved Makes us live in axiom From the hypothetical declared The logos is pronounced Act like harassed fire By the voice of resignation.
Shine the mind in diaspora The constant quibbling That opens Pandora's box And makes her belligerent In heavenly domains Travel by creating planispheres Between stars and portals Leave the seed of mysteries Myriad kaleidoscopes Throb in the substrate By the Pleiades Seeking the Desiderate In paranormal hallucinations Of body and soul Supernormal Experiences Horizons without a soul?
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