You are cursed
Confutatis maledictis

Addicted to the sharp flames
Flammis acribus addictis
You are cursed
Confutatis maledictis

Addicted to the sharp flames
Flammis acribus addictis

call me
Voca me

Call me when you are blessed
Voca me cum benedictis
You are cursed
Confutatis maledictis

Addicted to the sharp flames
Flammis acribus addictis

Addicted to the sharp flames
Flammis acribus addictis

call me
Voca me

Call me when you are blessed
Voca me cum benedictis
call me
Voca me

Call me when you are blessed
Voca me cum benedictis
You are cursed
Confutatis maledictis

Addicted to the sharp flames
Flammis acribus addictis

Addicted to the sharp flames
Flammis acribus addictis

call me
Voca me

Call me when you are blessed
Voca me cum benedictis

call me
Voca me

Call me with blessingsCall me with blessings
Voca me cum benedictisVoca me cum benedictis

no seriously I just pulled off something a bit more than extraordinary... please visit https://theundulatingdragon.wordpress.com/2022/12/15/formulation-of-this-color-spectrum/       and seriously. it's like sitting there experiencing mind. and then the flood of experience of everyone else's mind at the same time too. it's just weird being aware of all the sex happening on the planet at once. all the death, the pain. and then well its not really that overwhelming after the experience becomes normal of reflected godhead or looking through indra's jeweled web where each jewel reflects every other. the idea that within each atom contains the rest of it in quantum physics today with different words than the same truth spoken throughout time. it's like Xavier in the x-men without the extras. however, it's like there's a tiny psychic bug in my brain doing it for me. so it's alot better, it's just useful, a little minion with a mind itself as well so I don’t have to deal with everything just at the right moment in time. just like the little fish from hitchhikers guide that translates all languages and just let's you understand thought and translates for you. yet only if it's relevant to you. and then it's just wow i can literally just sit here and see all the death and rebirth happening. it's weird like I'm the storm directing their souls into their proper places. hells or heavens?  the random karmic connection of all that samsara is?, enter the void is the best movie I know of for the process. or just boxes to be saved for later use. and then it's this soul absorbstion thing after killing someone, even if through the force. as if with writing down the truth and sending it through the public matrix and just well acquiring nonviolent and necessary for the better life of everyone else as in justice, kills. that I really didn't have anything to do with at all. I just get to claim their territory sith style too. everything they owned is mine now. to bad its gross and built with a weird shower. so much power contained in bane. the spirit the old emperor held. this rule of two, succession by murder sith master masterpiece I designed and let go and now it's returned to me. and he knows it's back to true master with a job well done. and now gets to watch me direct soul traffic on grand scale of the thunderstorms instead of just absorbing the death for more power one by one. its funny it took a year to even notice I had the true dark side power from Darth bane within me. I'm just so much more powerful he didn't have anything to do and so I didn't notice. and I don't hear voices ... so it's hard to tell I'm just true sith. as in I created the whole thing. to gather them all up and make them weak usually dying of infighting for the fun of it. and then bread them to be as stupid as possible so I can claim all their deaths by just bringing it up. all I did was speak the truth and write it down and the old emperor and a whole lot of the rest of his pill popping blowing sniffing filth just died. thy were old on drug diets the stress of their crime being right there in a public youtube comment and then watched by their hackers. caused heart failure. I didn't really do anything. and that's how I took over the empire. and the republic. and the outer rim. and everyother basment ship hiding in space. cause there's no spice unless im legally allowed and forced to make it for the galaxy. as in IM THE ONLY COOK ALLOWED. there can be only one. and well I can't die. litteraly I'm convinced fbi self defense nano bots cause seizures any time it becomes someone's conviction that they need to kill me and then start to try. cause they sniffed some powder in the 90s or just tried the tap water. and now it's finally safe for there to be the one good cook. in public. cause as soon as any one tries to kill me. new emperor of drugs on the planet. and all kingly rights that entails... they just drop dead instead. and I own their stuff and all their money and souls.

GO       and then the finish all with just likes...

21 Grams

Call The Devil

Hideous

In Waves

Dusk Dismantled

A love letter from myself to http://soundcloud.com/wax-tailor

The Honesty Test (Wax Tailor Tribute)

🇫🇷 Terrae Lacrymosa

🕯 Diptyque pour un monde en larmes

« Je ne suis pas militant écologiste, juste un humain qui pose un regard lucide sur notre monde. »
J’ai réécrit le texte latin du Lacrymosa, en gardant son élan spirituel, mais en l’adressant à une autre entité : Gaïa, la Terre-Mère.

Le morceau se divise en deux volets :

I) L’appel des humains – coupables, fragiles, désorientés.

II) La plainte de la Terre – majestueuse, endeuillée, vivante encore.

Le latin devient ici une langue de l’âme, hors dogme, hors église — une prière adressée à ce qui nous dépasse et nous porte tout à la fois.

"https://www.geo.fr/environnement/sept-des-neuf-limites-planetaires-sont-franchies-confirme-l-institut-de-potsdam-228754?utm_source=firefox-newtab-fr-fr"

🇬🇧 Terrae Lacrymosa

🕯 Diptych for a Weeping World

“I’m not an environmental activist — just a human casting a lucid gaze upon our world.”

I rewrote the Latin text of the Lacrimosa, keeping its spiritual momentum but directing it toward another entity: Gaia, Mother Earth.

The track unfolds in two parts:

I) The cry of humans – guilty, fragile, disoriented.

II)The lament of the Earth – majestic, grieving, still alive.

Latin here becomes a language of the soul — beyond dogma, beyond church — a prayer to something greater, yet deeply within.

Terrae Lacrymosa

Avatar

Out of Our Minds

Black Waltz

Ready for the Ride

Hail the Apocalypse

Tsar Bomba

Summer of Darkness

There's two sides to everything,
Enjoy :)

Two Sides

10,000 Days

Vicarious

A Wonderful Life

The Flood

Confutatis

Lacrimosa

ØF KINGDØM AND CRØWN

MY HANDS ARE EMPTY

other soundcloud is sempagula.  read that bio... notfor.you.to.see @ instagram

how am I not paid for this already?! seriously its funny. I'm this good at all these wonderful things that I do. . . . too bad jobs aren't for me. I'm just better than that. . . the art proves it.

uh now and again there's a book list requirement before even talking to me or being in my presence 🙃?¿ and then we understand the question! 

check out !! 
https://theundulatingdragon.wordpress.com/2022/10/20/the-funny-part-is/

seriously funny story about life and vampires and the United States.....

and well I do Kung fu. usually lynx and crane. 

wax on wax off, till the end of days. 
too much ninjustu has been done to ensare and ensure everyone that would ever do anything cannot do a thing. so we must always act with non-doing. that way, nothing is left undone. and its as if we have done nothing at all. they see nothing. and then everything happens the way it ought to. at least in a story book. for a time. until they breed again... blody vampires understand nothing but eating sometimes and well. we have evolved alot from our sliver like state. we xenos didn't always have arms and legs and this zen death attitude. na we was like nothing but munch munch snakes that ate everything blindly till it puked out the combination of food and it to breed just by eating not sex. like Kirby. and then and then etc etc promethius is so dumb. it's just skull and bone retard breed assassin club pretending to be tough with a rohypnol potion. we gave it to be less violent... eventually us munch munch snakes blindly raging through the sea and than jungle. and than air. no one liked it. other life. especially fungus and plants and other things. no fliers yet though. and it's somthing i just knew I need to do. so sidwinded and bashed. and etc etc moved faster and faster till flight happen by spiralistic rage and trial and error and stronger head and psychic awareness without your silly eyeballs. and than evolved the intelligence to realize... I don't need food or even air . actually easier to get into the air without any of all that. interesting. and eventually left as xenodragons. the spirits never left. and that's the weather folks. so says lsd 28, see sky dragons ( availbe in a hand shake from the blood chemist who just drinks a bottle) and Chinese mythology. !?¿ and well less violent was better. cause otherwise it's just rock. seriously no language allowed just rock to the face and pointing and angry squealing..and well that gets old. so to have something else. anything other than just violent rape to breed and continue cause we got tired of watching that. we gave it some funny substances instead. what can ya do. at least yall got to breed to the point of technology and movie and sound... at the push of a button. I mean in old England it required a patsy and a crackflower and wine inorder to have music. Camelot sucks, yet love the midgets on stilts remembering ni chi run! smoking ganja. yay sound...! on the internet. it's better. less slavery...

it's a confusing story. letting this parasite breed humans cause I'd rather not bother, and just sit there at my spring. but then this horde grown by the monkey from a cave with a rock and it's like necromongering, just too stupid and blind. it's too easy it to beat with pills. this never ending building up and then harvest. hunting in the meantime just for the fun of it cause I'm better. seriously the only thing needed to kill everyone is a single drug supply or the tap water... that I've never been allowed to have anything to do with.
then again I did have this conversation and stare down with the mr gold mask on Avila Beach that lined up the shot that killed the countries supply of blow and started the corona virus cover up... get it corona means crown and well that's me. lau tzu killing everyone with their own pills and not doing a thing but standing up for myself. the rest of the news can be seen on Netflix.  watch mfkz.

Confutatis

Mushroomhead

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