Dei Aemeth

Suttle Vision of Remission. The solution defies description, as I sit and wonder…I sit and ponder, the answer a DEAD MAN at the tip of my tongue.
As I fly away! So much for today! Oh! The Waste of this life I’ve had! It comes to a head, and I’d rather die!
Complications in the Heavens, as Above me, so Below me. As I sit and wonder…I sit and ponder, FUCK THE FATES I ’LL CREATE A PLACE OF MY OWN ! Design, it will be impervious to time! Space and the Waste, The Emptiness of my MIND !
WRITE ! This all down. WRITE ! This all down. WRITE ! This all down. WRITE ! WRITE! WRITE THIS ALL DOWN !
...This is my Zion
....This is my Home
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...This is my Zion…
....This is my Home…