- The_Silencer_00 vs his Pen Part 1 (The Pet Pen’s Part)

- Eternal Glome (The Silencer)

- Dark Poet Mode (The Pet Pet’s Battle Verses)
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- The_Silencer_00 vs his Pen Part 2 (The Silencer’s Part)…eventually to conclude ✍️

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Eternal Glome (The Silencer). The 5000+ word poem

Lyrics:
A long time ago discovered the Nature of Truth: “This statement is False” Statements are to Access and Conclude, then to Decide if one will Truly believe it

Yet Usually only Utilize and Realize this when receiver stumbles upon a statement that one Automatically won’t Believe In, or Inconceivable. Fundamentally a Meter of Conscious, and Subconscious Calculations of what’s Reasonable. An Endless Stream of Notions to Contest what Is or Isn’t Believable

Physics in its Reality. Dichotomy Paradox, Not. Mathematics can Provide Proofs for Reality, but one must Distinguish the Difference of when it’s Real Equations, or Abstract in its Confines

Perfection has nothing to do with Murder. 70% verses 100% Efficiency of Two Crimes. If Both get away, then they have Both Crossed the Line of the Same Outcome regardless of the Tactics or the Crumbles of Detection

Dipped off to Dive in the Near Body water to take a Dip In. Baited by an Illusionary Encounter of Theseus Ship, and it won’t be Forsaken. I Stated, “Nice to see that it survived all of the Trips. It’s amazing to see this Ship’s, Over-Time Transformation.”

Paradox asked me “What about the Other Ship?” I said: “Get a grip, on the Situation. Add some adhesives, and go Create Another Ship of Old Parts that was Once Used for Another Ship

Even if you take a Trip on that ‘Ship’, you can still Trip on the Newly Built Ship of that Ship Sharing the First Ship’s Stream of Continuity that can’t Divide since Old Parts were linked to other’s Initial Experience of the Same Function.” Then leave the scene, as I Drip Off

“Hey Paradox, Next Time you see Fallacy ask him did he find the Lump.” Now Paradox even feels Trumped, and is Ticked Off

I request to concede. Paradox is Pissed Off. Threatened to have my Near Future attacked from a start of a Self-replicating Machine, and before I know it will be 10,000 more

My last response was, “Hope you Dream with 100% Efficiency, and Please Exceed to Reach that Glory or a Shor Algorithm. I am surely Safe, but Cool Story. For now, I’ll Await for that on a Later Time”, and left the Shore

Disappeared like a Spider’s Web in the wind. Left Paradox a letter discussing its Capacities that stated,

“Bring that up again before me in life, and we may have to catch an Elephant in the room. The sources of those Batteries. Not to Impede, but I’m Intrigued what will the Answer be…only Rhetorically. Does the Machine Replicate what it Wishes to be, or does it do its best to Replicate itself with its Current Fatigue?”…

Eternal Glome. Paradox Section (2:2).mp3

Lyrics:
Disappear, a False Equivalence. Used one of my Pet Pen’s Powers to cast a spell on its Resilience

Keep Clear and Sheerly away from False Truths, and Avoidance to the Ever-Persistent “No True Scotsman”. Fill the Stage up with Water, and put Fallacy and Paradox in the Same Tank as Cousins of the same Existence

Fallacy why the Silence. Claim the conclusion that Fallacy itself, is a Virus

Fallacy now gains the courage to claim, “Haha you have now lost The_Silencer_00. You have now loss to a Fallacy”

I explained to Fallacy that it needs a host to spew from, and Fallacious thoughts really have real effects on Reality. Thus you got bored Biologically, Technologically, and live in your Perfect Matrix in the Realm of “Abstraction”

You’re trapped now. Thanks for the invasion courtesy of Time’s Wish if you might Forget. Fallacy you have almost reached your Maximum “Allotted” Time

It went from on a Roll to defeated, and Trolled by Circumscribing it in “Fallacy, Fallacy”. Fallacy how about we switch the game, and call it “A Paradox how?” And see what I don’t let exist…

Casted Fallacy away to attempt to do a Lump of Labor in a Complex, Business World. Checked the context of a Paradox, and Summoned Myself to a Pervasive One. A Grandfather saw me walking up and Panicked. Handed it the Second and Third law of Thermodynamics

Here’s a Heap of Information. Then it asked me “What is a Heap?” I stated, no need to be Persuasive. Whoever is Inclined can decide “when something’s a heap” whenever they Decide. It’s Time to leave

I’m dismissed don’t forget This Time, but one can Try to Reverse Time unlocking the door. Leap a question at me about what it is worth Some Time, and my response to it will be Why Bother

Feeling refreshed as I left the Temple. Paradox attempted to loop back summoned itself as Hemple. Escaped Unexpected Examination by Creation of Two Time Banks

One is Allotted Time right before the First Time of the Possible Test. The Rest in a Bubble of Possibilities of More Time that may be there, but Not Determined yet. Prepare the Best for the First Day of the First Time of the Possible Test. If there Take the Test. If not there, then a New Set of Time Conveyed in the Constraints of the Lapse of Time before the Time and Day that’s Possibly the Day of the Test

Hemple in front of me. It told me “All ravens are Black”. Examination Expected. I reply a dubious, “Is that so? I wonder the Equation as I Comprehend what you Said. I wonder of others.” While my Cream-Colored Pet Raven flew right over its head, and might even Signal it to Circle Back…

Eternal Glome. Paradox Section (1:2).mp3

Lyrics:
Catch one Red-Handed in attempts or remarks that veer from a claim. Some claim me to be Emotionless because they can’t Appeal to mine. Then we dive right into the Burden of Proof

I might sit them on a Bandwagon on top of a frictionless plate with the Ruler, and place them on a slight edge while on top of a Slippery Slope to see how many Straw-Mans that they can dodge from all the ones that they ever formulated and produced

After that, eject Fallacy right off the bandwagon of Prevalent Proof.

Someone may have to use silence wisely to not “Prove too Much”. Some others treat one’s silence or lack of response as evidence acting if “Silence speaks”, and told it all

Analyze the land before me. Trivial Objections as if an existence of a response has kept its momentum to the claim against it. Once thought as safe, only to formulate a Kettle-Story. Shall I ever forget…the world is complex in the context inclosed in what is predisposed to be presupposed

Try to address some other people with direct things, and a statement about something unrelated could be the response to oppose it. Not surprise that it is a bunch of this

I could surmise that Fallacy dislikes this game. Ashamed for it because this time it’s not a Homunculus

Proof by Assertion has much effect on the youth…from a standpoint of Affirming the Consequent. Relating that, I detect something relativistic. Vexed on a random day when I make a remark, and meet Ignoratio Elenchi

Preceding after that, a Psychologist fallacy. If that wasn’t enough, then conclude it all with a thought Terminating Cliche. The rest of my time, I remain quiet. Mentally shaking my head at everything caught that was Anecdotal mixed in with Moralistic

Some notions easy to refute is a nice fine process of Cherries Picked, and is like a Nirvana itself. Yet, a spacious room for Vacuous Truth combined with things unrealistic

What else is there to store to add to the mix. Regression Fallacy of one that thought that it could knock some sense into an object, and have it fixed. Later on witnessed the same person throwing it around as an attempt to fix it more, a comical sight

Or one can think like a gambler on a lucky night: “If I take this test and answer it, perhaps I will randomly get one right. And if that happens, hopefully that one right will provide a streak, and the other ones will start to be more right too”, then turn in it

When I’m bored of what to do, I pull out a Bong that has powers and constant feats of winning. If I tell it to fetch, then it can easily catch a Tu Quoque in nanoseconds at its beginning

Trap it right in its dominion. Then pour water inside let’s see it float on a boat of its deception, and watch everything in the closed system turn in to vapor

Was told to add Two Wrongs on a sheet of paper, and turned in it blank. Fallacy wrote “a Right”, and gave it back to me. (Sure, “a Right”…Entitlement of Opinion)…

Eternal Glome. Fallacy Section (3:3).mp3

Lyrics:
Some try to combine Furtive with Appeal to Motive, then attempt to end it swiftly. Begging the Question to then heighten it with Affirmative Conclusions from a Negative Premise

Illogical grounds I’ve seen one take two Correlations then Assume a Cause. Then use Reverse Causation to loop it back around acting as if that itself was logically sound

Tall tales and a fable. I’ve have asked Fallacy for a denotation, then given a Loaded Label. Affecting not only populations, but nations. Analogous to how Magical Thinking pretends to work with obviously Casual Oversimplifications

Fallacy, what a disgrace. One taking pride on hard-earned lucky result, then don’t understand the multiple ways that it could have been the case. I’m glad you materialized to request an eye-to-eye

False Guru’s Inflation of Conflict while Quoting out of Context, and heard monologues that bled of Reification that they are sure to deny

Even when associating with a person and drinking, my position isn’t By Whiskey. I have a clear side

Let’s visit or do something fun in a town today. How about I decide to go on a fun ride. Someone was disrespected at the entrance of an amusement park, and now hate them all. Claimed a ruined day. Walked, then rolled away

What an entertaining bait, Hasty Generalization. I suppose we “coast” differently. Then eventually get on a rollercoaster to loop around to the other side

Special Pleads wrapped up by False Dilemmas translated in the context of a Loaded Question tided to the mentality of a Taxes Sharpshooter

That only drew a “Suppressed Correlative” in a wild pursuit to Appeal to Nature. All to Appeal to Consequences an interesting composition. Affirming a Disjunct, we are bound to meet no Middle Ground

I’ll pick one off discreetly, immediately in a situation. Raise a voice with a sentence on propose in a particular tone to see who will raise a badge of a Tone Police, and Fallacy a point is loss. Manipulation of the outcome without changing anything that I really said

Retrospective Determinism as an expense of deductions lost. Though wrong many times, perhaps the feeling of being right is the reason of the Sunk Cost

If one Appeals to Authority or Accomplishment I’ll reply, “Well I just came from space and met some aliens that accomplished what you’ve never known”

Stare at them while their mind processes that, then hear a response with a composition that Appeals to Stone

After that trick, I’ll accuse them of Personal Incredulity. Then tell them that they could have believed me if they chose to Appeal to Ignorance instead…

Eternal Glome. Fallacy Section (2:3).mp3

Lyrics:
This is an Eternal Glome. Explore the lands of the logical logorrhea

Exponential cognitively, but physically perceived as a Base Rate… Fallacy is already on the roll

Cognitively assemble illogically, and meet Division fallacy due to possible mutations of Genetic fallacy

Appeal to Novelty can show up even in the dimension of formulated idea. New spark of attention. Chronological Snobbery

Failed to reverse-engineer it’s getting Ecological. Would contradict itself at this point if it gets Etymological, not to forget the same “fail” of Association in its deeds

One can have a notion that you know nothing. Then when you prove something respond that it doesn’t count any amount, and other factors are the new goal

I put on a mask, and weave freely with no thoughts of correlation to The_Silencer_00, ever uncovered

During a supper. I created an event then another event, and collected conclusions from others. Looked at what existed without the proper data to reach that. Then handed them back, what was imagined

During another event of festivities, I met a human that told me perception was reality. Then recognized based on context there’s multiple perceptions, and simply one reality

I don’t talk much through pensive thoughts, and refuse to think to Mind Project subjectivity. Still enjoying my glass of Scotch with ice. Think one has a Hot Hand okay, then reroll the dice

It’s time to see what it’s not. Drunk some filtered water then passed out faking it. Checking if someone will say that the water was dangerous. I’m mean to a Post-hoc until bewilderment is vaporous

Dig up Fallacy, and uncover it to check what’s really evident. Destroying an Exception through Overwhelming Exception that’s present

One can choose Misleading Vividness in trade for mere relevance. One reads it all on a computer, and we can see it in one’s assessment with a subjective hint pulling the rug from right under it

A bluff of perspicacity. Have friends that are almost nothing alike that I’ve been around in public. If same race and gender, then comments exposing assumptions of us to be the same type of people, Faulty Analogy

An unlikely remark of preference: An English teacher substituting a detention room graded the math test. If he/she knew enough to grade it, then a grade is a grade. But if not, then Ergo Decedo’s done its part

Address a Bailey quickly, and throw a dart at the pending Motte to address more extensively. Request a reference for only one Definition to Retreat to.

Locked Ambiguity and Equivocation out before they rush in to circle their reasons up into a continuum of Incomplete Comparisons, and it won’t stop due to Appeal to Tradition quite easy to see to

Some people are controlled by feedback without a question of its intention

Then when it’s too late the prop’s up it escalates, and can’t understand the gravity within it. The gravitational influence of being captured by a gimmick…

Eternal Glome. Fallacy Section (1:3).mp3

Lyrics:
I guess uncertainty, plays Offense and Defense. I know for Certain, that it’s all apart of Sequence. Hackers playing chess and trail and error on many defenses

Viruses bored of only nature, and found its own technology to release in. The consequences of being in a con’s sequences of a day and age

A limit in time.

We move forward, and can use a tool where it can be given a direction. Circle around back to my options, and press a square logically

Force itself that it, and a circle is the same thing. One may think non-topologically that’s nonsense, but my senses show improvement a nice amalgamation

One not to trust the one that treats one eyes like starlight. Though starlight in their eyes to peer at others can be a glimpse of admiration

Indications of the deep. Humans scared at my birth because my first words were “It repeats.” Heard a conversation about souls, and I mistook it as soles at the age of 2. Told them “Over there, underneath.”

One night I walked along opened space on a dark street. Lurking around the corner appears the disposition of a dark figure. Figured that this would be some type of abstract invasion

It told me, “You knew that this time would come.”

I interjected with “actually”. I only trapped Infinity in my Capacity. I know that may have took Time, but knowing when a time will come can be calculated from an equation

Not the events during any time interval of the future, and Time found you. I don’t have time for you at least not a lot, Fallacy

“Your time is up. Your highest level of Logic and Philosophy can’t escape.”

Then let it exist. I’ll play your game it would be easy to in general. You regularly function in the population, and using my highest level as a bar of inability is a mere quantum smell on the play of your Psychology

Strategically, your system of conclusion is an illusion a formal system of thoughts and nodes. All made up of an inevitable Paradox verses cells and a brain

Since you are an entity too, then let’s confabulate on a Dark Stage. Perhaps it’s time to paint a hellish scene of shadows with no existence of light in the abyss

In peak thoughts when humans mention of their deep thoughts, I sit at a bottom of the plethora

From my reference point, I’m seeing the stars of their deepest wishes passing by, and anytime I can decide to make a wish on that

From a lower room in their mind of frigid climate that’s deeper than the endeavors that I ditched in my own reality

Creep in this abyss, and drink from a deep well of rumination

Consume all the incomplete thoughts that leak in the closed door of a room with complete silence

Hide all of their fears in here with me if it’s never found, then at least one still has fear of the unknown…

Eternal Glome. Fallacy Section (0:3).mp3

Eternal Glome’s Intro section (The 5000+ poem that I wrote). Part of it at least

Lyrics: 
Decided to create an epic poem with each page separated. Designed being inscribed in an indestructible, tall deck of cards. Each card was a “page” to engage and you can shuffle it. And read them all in any order with a unique story coherently. Accounted for all possibilities of all factors, chronologically

Thought to publish it, but for comedy adventures decided to spread them all equally out into the world. If a person embarks to collect to read, then I’ll meet to talk about the epic experience of one’s Odyssey to obtain it. Then take a sip of the Scotch sit back, and let it all unfurl

Curl everything in…and let it burst. The curse is using it sagaciously it doesn’t come with other servings. Or survive by a massive star to jar some things that you want to take from its death

Or realistically don’t survive, and hide to the point where the answer renders too much light to process. At a time that in time’s scope all life, and all life-span is just a band of light and elements in a palindromic dorm. None of it at that reference of time left

Took a visit to the outer zone to pull its cheeks, and suffered a massive blast of neutrinos right back at me. I wonder if its ongoing swarm goes unnoticed. Everything that comes in goes out in whatever shape or form. The only difference is the increments of time. Thus in a cosmic note of temporary experience, we are the ghost. An uncovered concept to witness, dispute, or cope

Some days, I lock down a couple of senses to conduct a day to make sure the active ones are trained and mastered on terrains in extremely difficult conditions

Decide to do this exercise in trade of information slipping away all for the sensation. Realized the lack of efficiency of that comes natural regardless of the aids of communicative translations

To enclosed the cracks, my patience relaxed. Created a device that can see worth in everything

Was quickly taken back when I sit an object on the Stage. Checked to see attraction of movement of worth inside the object, and the entities were playing jumping jacks…

Eternal Glome. Intro (3:3).mp3

Eternal Glome’s Intro section (The 5000+ poem that I wrote). Part of it at least

Lyrics:
Introspection whispers “inner’s- here”. I intercept with, “Silence…let Fear speak”. Now silence at its peak

Counted sheep in slumber in a Googolplex magnitude of black ones. In a bleak domain with an atmosphere of impenetrable black dust. Without a rush successfully before I was ejected, and fell to sleep with eyes opened counting none

With no conveyance of being perplexed or in disarray; reality is what I decide and order. Then ask the “pen” how was that for a flex? What’s next isn’t a test of my center of complexity

Inserted a fourth-wall before the peer at the other three. Have room to enter and store the teem of animals. Aligned them with their natural numbers plus one. Named this one “forever more” all contrived from imaginative lnk

Could have done it with altitude from the standpoint of my aptitude, but on either axis combined is shorter than a planck-length

Far from its entirety.

I’m suspected to be the host of the inner-body within an interlude passing through society detecting what will ensue

Intrude upon some notions of strong forces, but conceptually are meek due to proof being undetected

The world won’t reveal a secret of deepness in life’s platitudes of a blueprint though far, the star keeps me in the loop. Must have been a powerful thump. Or if in God’s hands at some point, it threw it

Almost everything rouge not every intention feasible. A plain of ultimate goals. Some unreachable. Apparently incalculable and extraneously inconceivable. Until it’s married with dynamic model’s conjunctions of new and old. That will entail if perception will be the same

Have the merit intact, compact and slip encryption esoterically. Enclosing odds in the holes that pretends things to fall in wherever one didn’t know it would go

I paint the Stage and its walls with chains. In this dimension anything connecting this field, is the function’s game to be played forever

Then let it exist. This is another zone a switch of a phase. Transform the Stage into charades. Closed my eyes to see. Imagined it all already, and can tune the sharpness

With darkness even I have sight, and my motion still governable. Journey planned, completed, and the wind has the same swings. In one night, I have more dreams than atoms combined in my sheets and covers keeping the same being comfortable. I have only mentioned my daydream after my night dream. The cycling has looped around, and the moon appears to be rolling over…

Eternal Glome. Intro (2:3).mp3

The intro (1/3) of the +5000 word poem that I wrote, Eternal Glome. 

First there was The_Silencer_00 vs his Pen Part 1. Then while writing The_Silencer_00 Part 2, it became so complex that I needed to stop writing it to create an insulating Poem (from The Silencer…the introspective version of myself that is suppose to beat Part 1 of The_Silencer_00 Part 1) independently from the topics that will not be involved in The_Silencer_00 be his Pen Part 2: The most complex piece of writing that I will ever write that will surpass Eternal Glome as well as The_Silencer_00 vs his Pen Part 1, combined.

Lyrics: 
This poem is Internal Gloom. Scotch with the zone I glone. Ripples of what will never be entrapped in the tomb of an External Glome

Curved arrows pointing to directions of the same things. I bi-pass and pedal on the canvas of linear actuality

Forced to curve. Innately confined to escape a casualty. Perpendicularly to the instance the impulse caps the track of thee

Tedious reaction leaving slumber as the moon swings streams, and finds time to meet back on the other side

Confabulation with entities. Unique depictions of interest as I take snapshots of its outer-scope I chose

Enclosing an interpretative dose of the same dreams. A strange glimpse of what hides congruent

I coast through time, and loop around the cycles of limitations

Linking entropy, I chain ink to give life to the points that can’t express without its movement

Without a page, it’s the same phase. Letters appear drifting, lifting to conscience. I leave an eye to peer into the mind of the receiver, and analyze to Light the Stage

Mind ablaze. Rays wage the plays to channel on. Prongs of interference dismissed as an innate gauge

Infinitesimally undetected insights. Omnipresent, dribbles what is not to see untapped in its external age

As Time finds time this time to find Fallacy I trap Capacity, circumscribed by Time in the same cage as Infinity

Life’s gift is a trillion seconds at most to endure naturally. At the cusp of a blastocyst, experience has a battery

Manipulation of Physics as an ability. Physically held by its characteristics. DNA…extending rights to this reality. Birth, survival, preservation, progression, and computation to all force along

An asymptote to what has happened, and what one will watch in a unique set of membranes temporary to own

Impacted in the structure of my INTJ rage I Blaze the Stage, a tone switch

A different pitch of levels as I meddle interaction’s contractions with passion, and sheer existence to interfere. Outer-body searching for what regards as inner fears, and never found it or knew it

One posed to persist to be one; I seen through, but on another note I heard at most that was a ghost

I throw endeavors in a ditch. Conclude the things that have a hint to peddle with what is evident. It’s settled, and was a fun run…

Eternal Glome. Intro (1:3).mp3

The starting piece of this Lore. That ends with The_Silencer_00 vs his Pen Part 2 (not completed yet).

Lyrics:
You Ever have a Shadow of a Doubt I’ll implant Nano-EMFs there to Figure it Out. Galaxies are just Flavors of Gum that I Chew Through. Lyrical Rap Rapture Leaking Language when I Rhyme, and More to Forge

Woke up in a Lucid Dream inside a Video-Game. when I Moved, the Person with The Controller Reacts, at a Later Time. They Labeled my IQ as 160 My Response to that was “You Don’t Get Me” have been Better Friends with People that stated Theirs were 50

Convert Luck to Action. I told Every Object I Own to Teach itself How to Think, then in One Long Blink, AI made it Happen

Look at things Weirdly like my Eyes were Designed to see Topology. Was told Mistakes Can’t Occur in Reality, so I Sold my Last Apology. Simply don’t Need them when I Cling to my Peace. I’ll eat Some Vegetables and Dare them to Make me Obese. I Literally Lyrically “Off” things. Created Poems and Riddles that were so Developed that I Checked on them Years Later, and they wrote Riddle-Poem Offsprings

With Minimum Concentration Awakened, I stay Acute. Animators Quitting their careers because when they flip to the Blank Page I’m already there as Their Antagonist, and Drew Myself with Abilities that Surpass their Imagination

Received an Invitation to Orca Olympics to Compete with them. Dived in with my Space Suit. Won it all. Orcas were mad, and said that I was Showing-Off. I left the prize to go Battle Aliens, for Space Loot

Can’t Play Games all are Already Beaten. I Start One, and it states 100% Completion thus they Sit on the Shelf

Once I was Thrown in a Lion’s Cage. They opened the Gate, and I was No Longer there.  They thought that I was eaten. Camera footage shows that I Defeated the Lion, then Transformed into a Lion Myself

Lost Languages Hidden and Secured at the Back of my Eye-Lids. I can No Longer Sleep, but I’ll Buy Curtains to Help

Today I was Dared to give someone a Jump-Scare. Studied his Brain Waves that Correlate to his Greatest Fears, and Materialized it just to Flick it Away. Received a Call that people aren’t Dope Enough. I Realign my Brain Waves to the Frequency of a Complete Stranger to get them to Subconsciously Open-Up

In The Morning I Wake Up, Check the Inbox of all the Dream-Catchers to Withdraw New Ideas to Give to Other People for their Next Dreams that I Install

Overall I’m not the One with an Attitude. Blissfully in my Business then get Irked by an External Platitude that Might just Change my Mood, and Still have More Cued to tap into More Ensues

Synthesize the Trap. In fact, this Rap, is in a Physical Capsule so Dense that it Literally Replaces Food

If I take it, I’ll be Full for a Zillion Seconds and Content. It’s still Not Evident in the Eloquence of what I Meant

Some Rappers are No Action and All Gimmicks. I’m the Code. My Password Co-signs the Flow. I’ve been Typing with the Lowest Degree, of my Limits…

The_Silencer_00 vs his Pen Part 1 (2:2)

The starting piece of this Lore. That ends with The_Silencer_00 vs his Pen Part 2 (not completed yet)

Lyrics:
My First Breath Created everything. My First Rhyme has Aligned to Destroy it. That dark Entity: Literally Ancient Energy Infinite Ominous Enemy, Equipped with Intrepidity

Permitted to pile the Carcasses of Adversaries using an Onmi-Rod that affects the Land, Air, Space, Stars, and Seas

Beat God in Chess and Took the Job forgot to ask Which God is he

Proceeded to Turn the Nobs and seen an Instance of Reflection

Work at the Sun to Convert Things, and get paid Neutrinos after a Long Day. I’m Going-Long on my Investments

Went to The Sea, and Met the Life that the Net has No Data for. I’ll Skip a Meal, and Buy Mitochondria from a Galactic Store

This Rap is like a Bento Box of Building Blocks what I Approx, is the Flow is Neat, and One will Eat at Least a Section Via his/her Selection

Working on the Last Theory ever Needed in Articles for the Population with My Patience and Greatness hope to see a Better Nation. Ripped my Imagination. Brought it to the Lab placed it on a Slab and Found Virtual Particle’s Inception

They Don’t Know what they Are. I Unzipped the Fabric of Space-Time, and Poked my Eye through it to Look at Earth

Done for the Mirth of it plus Tracked the Births, and Stacked their Worth. Ironically They Thought what They Saw Peaking, was a New Star

Barz Bizarre Beyond the Position in which Heaven Drops. I Hop Dimensions, and Create Civilizations Atop

Infinity is Infinite Decided to Run From me after a Confrontation, and Since Then it has Never Stopped

I’ll take your Electric Galaxy, and Shape it as a Square with my Bare Hands for a New Fence for Nuisances. If Destroyed, then what a Fallacy a Funny Prop

I’m Innovative Actually. Changed my Cell’s Layout and Design of its Interiors on a Phone App, then Changed it Back to Default, After

Fools are Inferior to think that was Off and Unguarded. My Clothes are Installed with Gundam Funnels that Target

Jam the City’s Perimeter, Batteries, and Frequencies to Illustrate a Deadly Devastating Dark Disaster

Ripples in Space is just My Laughter. Stumbled upon a Book of Spells to see what Entails, and what Prevails to be Compelled to Learn it and Master. Mixed it with Specifics even a Caster Delineating a New Law

Build a Sentence like it’s a Gunpla then Pulled Out my Pokédex (just to flex). Deleted Bulbasaur, and Installed Cannabis to Catch that with a Pokeball

Smoke until I’m High Enough for an Exo-Fall. Still Loud Enough for your Nose to Hear it from the Distance proud

I’m Knight Artorias wielding Nightmare’s Sword plus an “Aether Shroud”. Reincarnated like Madara Uchiha. Invade and then Delete the Crowd

My Trash Cans fill from the Universe’s Entropy… so I’ll Go Dump it in a Different Verse

They Attempted to Measure Me. The Pleasure’s that I have No Scales. Immortal God, Attacking in My Archives with a Crystal Curse. I’m Ill-Defined

Whoever Claims they got “Next!” …just know the Pen, is so Complex that This Entire Time I’ve Written Down its thoughts instead of Mine…

The_Silencer_00 vs his Pen Part 1 (1:2)

Lyrics:

Some Static when Learning of Types. Not even all Personalities are the same even when they are in the Same Category

Concluded it Dynamically, and have Met Many others. I’m Merely Only One, but at Three I was Meruem as well as Mew Too when Comprehending my Existence in Relation to the Environment and its Process

Kiyotaka Ayanokōji while in Elementary School, and there’s still Adults in the world that are Intimidated by that of what I had to be. Shiba Tatsuya when I’m clocked-in. Hotaro Oreki when I’m forced to work with other people in Group Projects. I’m Haku to all Friends and Everyone. Fyodor Dostoevsky when I fuse my IQ and EQ with Views of Existence Combined with Aspects, of my Sense of Humor

Drop in the Scene as an Antagonist of Protagonist Standing Around, and Dissect my Adversaries with the Demeanor and Thoughts as Kagetoki Kariya. Done with my Eyes Closed. Compress them for they Realize. An Undefeated Band of Words with a Sharp Blade that can Cast Damage, and Lives to the Points of its Vengeance: The DOOM of being a Villain. I’ll be an Afro Samurai

Kyoko Kirigiri when Analyzing an Aftermath of an Event. Kazuya Shibuya when I have Found a Hint. Loid Forger on Regular Day of in my Inner Thoughts and Facial Expressions to Random Things. Elegance with my Eloquence and Public Relations. Sōsuke Aizen when I have to go against Magnitudes of Many, and I’m Only One. Meijin Kawaguchi when Playing games in PvP. Ryota Sakamoto when playing the Same Games in PvE

Alucard when I’m showing Good Sportsmanship to Other Humans, then Obliterate them Completely right at the end of Single-Player Competition. Kilik when I see an Eequation that Dared to even test me, or in all Group Competitions or Games like a First Generation Gravity Child. Formulated Occults and Secret Networks where I am admired in the Same Ways as William James Moriarty

Hei when I sometimes Lose Motivation, but still carry on even though Others know My Abilities and seen Past Feats. When feeling Defeated and Livid, I’m Lelouch vi Brittania in Introspection. Plotting other Plans with Abundance and Surplus patience, Awaiting It. Accepted a Battle Rap at Night. I Never Went. Summoned Day Light in my presence instead. Had the adversary bemused of the Time of Day…