Good Morning Midnight,
just trying to find peace outside of the many faces of lifeless shadows, the beau soleil wants me to be part of.
Their are visions of hiding badness, which can obviously convince life to decay into binarian flesh and grining drones. It would be an illusion to think about miracles inside of drones. On the other hand, I would like to think about that kind of droneriot in my age, but is this kind of wish bound to ages or empires ? No, it is not such a dystopian nightmare some naturalists seek in the future of A.I., it was ever visible to seers
all over the centuries and still today I hear the lament of winds chanting hopeful elegies into the skies and above. The roots of darkness is the thought of necessary of politic organisations to take care of them and explain them, who they are inside of primitive hierachies they, the blind leaders, have invented to abuse the
fragilty of their followers. As Hypokrates wrote so many years ago, what medicine can't heal, iron heals, what iron can't heal, heals fire. Why be scared of the fire of true eternal life ?
August Guelfen
P.S. I hope nobody feels hurt by my english.
Being still myself in gardens of torture
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