ೋ..FLAME OF PLAUDITS FOR POPULARITY..ೋ

[ënagualí~ᏉLAᗪἇ ኔጡ።]

ೋ...FLAME OF PLAUDITS FOR POPULARITY...ೋ

Rising like mountains of black stone as upscale amenities severed or annulled..

the severance of natural boundaries admonished

teetering on the edge of spiraling galaxies

impetuous extravagance at the most extreme..

I come unlike a misfortune or hazard, mishap, or casualty..

more a misadventure mischance & calamity, Am I a catastrophe acclaimed..

on essence of being, of recognition & approval within liquid depths of enthusiasm....
or praised like a flame of plaudits for popularity...
I recognise accommodate & serve ..

giving aid, assist, abet & then provide to supply my blue energy to the mixture...

my souls frequencies cuspidate omnipotent a offering..

not drole yet aloft with sensations flying overhead atop

a high heavenly atmosphere..

engaging & enchanting those who see.. feel.. sense ..

this is where we embrace as hearts beat in tune & in fusion

if I survive my ashes, where?  & in what world?...

binding via love threads calmingly felt through silence... welding a way ....

my prodigal soul will spend eternity, locked inside this tomb ..

a lonesome spirit curious contorted, as tangled enthrallment .. congenial aesthetic...

slumbering like a anathema curse stripped of all prejudice..

unspeakable nothings uncontrollably in ecstasy

cosmic bliss takes over a mutual indulgence...

enough to exasperate any soul to submit ..

My destiny is to spread Love all over the World!

My essence is Love and what else could I give but what I have!

A love that is not well understood by the inhabitants of this planet,

but nevertheless, I am impelled to give!..

But by no means is my Soul distorted, it is an overshadowing Soul

and one of a rare beauty, and at the end of the long day of Illusion,

I shall be reunited with my future true Love!

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Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ..aka Reɪvən ღ

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