visska visskah - harem
He put an end to the turbulent rule of the pen. No more was he to be its subject. No more was he to serve in its stead. No more was he to be shackled by its tremendous might. A new tide has come: The Glorious age of the mind!
Nevermind the scripture, lying in their ancient graves. Nevermind the yellown pages, blowing away like DUST in the solemn winds. Nevermind the concrete, the metaphor nor the description. Use only the mind. And ye shall see, that the temples will fall, and ye will witness the plague among the herds, but from the ruins, ye shall see a new dawn: An age of completion.
Of abstract beauty, of intrinsic wisdom, and infinite memory.
My children, this is heaven.
Now fasten the rope around your neck real tight. And ye shall feel the Lord of the free and just within your soul.
Accept him in your heart.
Love him.
Nevermind the scripture, lying in their ancient graves. Nevermind the yellown pages, blowing away like DUST in the solemn winds. Nevermind the concrete, the metaphor nor the description. Use only the mind. And ye shall see, that the temples will fall, and ye will witness the plague among the herds, but from the ruins, ye shall see a new dawn: An age of completion.
Of abstract beauty, of intrinsic wisdom, and infinite memory.
My children, this is heaven.
Now fasten the rope around your neck real tight. And ye shall feel the Lord of the free and just within your soul.
Accept him in your heart.
Love him.
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