#conclusion
Conclusion of Chapter Two - Saga 1 & 2
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You come from where you will go.
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this is where the 12+ VRiL - the SAGA I & II - episodes end.
Just on time! As always.
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the truth is difficult to swallow when you are shocked on your pride
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introduction:
inspiration is almost always below the surface
the alchemist is beauty in ugliness
the inspiration comes from below the surface
alchemy is beauty within the ugly
trust the what,
fuck the when,
never forget the why,
fuck the points,
play for love
if you play points
you will leave
through fear is your truth
confidence is contagious and offensive
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lyrics:
you have to believe it, to see it
perceive it, in the mirror
you will see there, your Olam Haba,
your beyond, which already exists,
ancient, quantum, electro-chemical,
the spark of life, which you have possessed since...
like a temporal journey within yourself,
rediscover the seed of your being
design your artifacts, graphic scenarios
contradictory elements, then, Solve Coagula
on full moon evenings, it illuminates the abyss
I take out my pen, and I speak my rhymes
inspiration is occult, an atrocious beast
a phoenix angel, redemption is near
the cradle of beauty, is made of ashes
the unsightly and hollow, but who will understand
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tonight the sky is clear
I see clearly in my mind
this potential at our mercy
you have to know how to grow surrounded by nettles __
the fatasm of elsewhere, the pleonasm of 'the better'
your perplexed delusions are your goldsmiths
Cold moon night - warm moonlight
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It's not hope you need
rather, it is power that is lacking in each of us.
there is no fiction.
everything is more real
that this dimension,
darker than hell
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you have to believe it, to see it
perceive it, in the mirror
you will see there, your Olam Haba,
your beyond, which already exists,
ancient, quantum, electro-chemical,
the spark of life, which you have possessed since...
like a temporal journey within yourself,
rediscover the seed of your being
design your artifacts, graphic scenarios
contradictory elements, then, solve Coagula
on full moon evenings, it illuminates the abyss
I take out my pen, and I speak my rhymes
inspiration is occult, an atrocious beast
a phoenix angel, redemption is near
the cradle of beauty, is made of ashes
the unsightly and hollow, but who will understand
tonight the sky is clear
I see clearly in my mind
this potential at our mercy
you have to know how to grow surrounded by nettles __
the fatasm of elsewhere, the pleonasm of 'the better'
your perplexed delusions are your goldsmiths
Cold moon night - warm moonlight
VITRIOL
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Bb Min G# min
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