Important if you care about spirituality in someone's love life or
just why I believe in the spiritual plane as I do and more information
will be had in the physical as both collide anyways
However this will give you more time to learn about me spiritually of
what I stand for in general
I started to understand the more my hue turned darker. The psyche. The
more I became phobic and self obsessed with myself. You see what do I
think about this virus? This is what happens when humans disobey
Mother and turn everything into hatred and darkness and violence and
that what spiraled back and injected the humans. You see what the
human race needs is self eradication. The only way to cleanse is to
start humanity over. In the end you hurt Mother. The roots turned
''dark'' the ''roots'' chi and focus became a outer-network chaotic
infection. This humans. You deserve!
I started to understand what if a psyche hue can permanently turn black?
Appeasing Moon, when the time went 00:00 oh dear he is coming for me!
He is coming for me! He is coming for me! Oh dear what have I done?!
The umbrella charm of the anchor the weight of the rain that drips
down from my beast mask the one that drowned and washed away ashore
the high tide of the rising tide. Oh Mother Snake please devour and
appease the rising tide. Consume them in madness and insanity of the
tongue of the serpentine race. So then I can hear the drops of the
ocean. Cleanse the disease. When I look at your purple gem eyes can I
ask something of you dear Mother? Can you wrap your tongue around me?
Oh that is right unrolling the snake tongue fully is a forbidden upon
the serpentine race. I'm sorry Mother. Just put me on top of your head
and let me meditate or hang me on the pitch black Yggdrasil Tree that
I painted black. I've never asked forgiveness Mother but perhaps just
this one time? Will I ever ask forgiveness or will I turn my slits
black and the beast mask will keep me hidden underneath the rising
tide itself? Just this one single time Mother? I'm sorry Mother. But
the tears of the beast mask will be forever hidden. I miss you lover.
All I've left is Loki's will. I can't seem to find any peace anymore
Mother. Won't you forgive me the crimes I've forsaken myself of the
forbidden one's mind? My life will be self liberating. I'll grab Loki
and drag him under the Abyss if I've to. This is farewell. I'm sorry.
You told me life was beautiful but what you didn't tell me life was
beautiful black. Tell me dear lover of the fallen one? Could I paint
your love onto the vessel like alchemy?
Even if the judge fell with the celestial bell charm wrapped around
the neck. There the beast and the motherly side looked down in the
Abyss beast slits of black. The judge is myself and I tried sealing
myself my promise pain to you my lover.
Monsters are created. Not born one. There has be a driven desire and a
driven will or cause becoming a monster of your own created sense by
yourself or a certain someone. You can design yourself as a monster
for hoping someone will notice you and love you for who you're. There
is no self-denying that in that self belief life-path thoughts.
Denying oneself worth is a sin itself. This is what you made me my
darling. I also am sorry I couldn't love you.
In the end you made the monster you always wanted me to be. Sorry I
could've love you. I might as well just leave here nobody wouldn't
care anyways.
I always can hear the ocean and the tidal waves in my wolf ears if I
deeply concentrate within myself. There I always remembered the ocean
celestial floor where I despised you Hydra but as I always am I blind
myself in rage, remorse, agony, suffering and like bullets of raining
swords in my heart placed with fueling hatred. I thought I could
understand you with them yellow eyes of Sir Hydra the 5th Storm which
I thought I could raise my blade at you and banish you were you
belong. But I thought what if I could banish myself from existence? I
really did crave self liberation of the vessel and user but what I
craved even more was the spiritual engraving of the alchemy symbols
within myself because then and there I thought that was absolute to
me. Making sure my vessel was designed by the muse of Mother and
Alchemy because then I thought you Hydra killed what I loved most was
Mother. I thought everything was gone then. This vision of mine
always comes back. Perhaps this is the stress of having a mind of a
library of the forbidden one. As many of serpentine race say ''never
let the snake tongue roll out fully'' some things are better kept
quiet along with my wolf tongue. But what if? But what if I couldn't
keep this promise anymore of this promised pain? I always thought I
could. I always though I could always keep the beast seal cards from
getting wet and washing ashore the ocean celestial floor. But what I
ended up was being drowned by my own existence. The howling thoughts
as the sea tide picked up the tides around Sir Hydra there the many
heads and the many tails of the one stabbed me like a thousand wisp
breaking the ''vessel'' I finally collapsed then. Is this the end? Is
that what I wanted. No? What I wanted to be finally busted open like
the 5th seal of the storm. Mother no....the fade of the eyes of the
black beast slits and the drowned beast cards and the sword of the
banished beast finally dissolved this is your resolve after all. The
one of the long haired Abyssal which I want to forget and erase from
my memory has picked up the fallen beast of the wife of the Morning
Star and offered up to Sir Hydra and the lick of Hydra and the voice
of the serpentine of the many heads and tails said only those that get
blessed with the serpentine should be under my order. Underneath the
raging final storm will I Hydra commence a black hole and a reign of
the true serpentine themselves. Eradicate them in blood. Even if
eradicated in blood wouldn't I rather eradicate myself from existence?
This life choice is like an anchor of the sea and rain drops on the
broken beast mask with faded black slits. I finally dissolved what has
been killing me all along which is myself, However the more I envision
Hydra himself I can carry the serpentine alchemy symbol underneath my
growing serpentine tongue along with my wolf tongue. I promise even
though I sit here next to Hydra in a new built unit form I promise
underneath the name of the serpentine that I won't unroll my tongue
like I unroll my mind of the forbidden one onto others. I look at
Hydra with a grin. I wonder how serpentines love? Do they not unroll
out their serpentine to their lover and spill out the forbidden one
language or is love forbidden in themselves? Perhaps love is forbidden
and perhaps love should be drowned in the sea where the sea I remember
now is home besides the Abyss. I came with drowned raven black hair
and I drowned the Morning Star my lover. I'm sorry you will never
return home but in the end I never returned home with the promised
pain to you my lover and dear one and darling. Which then Hydra told
me ''if we ever love the thing is love will be a forbidden love, think
of things like this way my new hatchling if I were to offer you my
Hydrian scale would that be love to you? I just gave you a piece of
the serpentine gods himself. Love is like a offering a drowning one at
that dear one.''
Loki I will always forever hide in your robe. I always will carry your
will within myself.
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