Ultimately

I climbed up to who I am and I swear 

and didn't remember myself, I swear that:

ultimately -

it's is us versus them 

the sodomized versus the well read 

lizards and men, angels and demons 

are you an angel are you sure? 

You map is poetry

are you a demon do you want to find rest?
Read vedas, read poetry 
Heaven and hell are here on earth

like different lined cars on a highway traffic 

May you find and enter the right car
may you find the strength to leave a wrong one

titilation is the devils onus, God is a forge 

when you ask for the way out
the devil will offer sodomy
God tells you to read holy books and poetry

He wants you to get your freedom yourself
rather than seeking demonic assistance 

This reality is divided in two frequencies 

those who constitute life intricacies and-
those who flow with it
those who are particularly of the flotsam
those who carry with the tide 
the one who make and hoard money 
and those who renounce and spend them
the slaves and the master
the fawners and the enjoyers

hell is sweet and ticklish
heaven is raw and hot brasher
courtesy versus truth, could you discern?
keep reading, keep reading poetry 
hell is the stagnated souse

heaven is the ever becoming
your are encourage to keep reading in heaven
in hell you are given a limit 
one tickles the genital The other burns your heart 
hell is the tireless pixel reminder
heaven is the smiling y pillar of surety 

keep reading it says, If I am truth you will know 

Don't forget-

those who housed you when no one did

I told my son when he got to a clearing
thinking he should turn to his mother-

for safety.
I shouted at him, I said-
what do you think you are doing? 

do you think it's over just because you got here?
You must continue on your habit
this dick isn't going to settle for less
this dick is going up, out to space 
I am not asking you -

to trust me or to trust your mother
trust your habit and stick to your routine
keep climbing, keep reading, I am right behind you.

that's how horses know their equal
a yak couldn't follow after it
he must be mine, he matches my pace says the horse 
anyone who can't match your routine and spirituality
is not for you
marriage is a spiritual inquest and -
not the mindless latching and tether of mates

if it seems to be working, stick to it
the routine that brought you here
will surely take you farther 

they are not the goal 

they are means and acquittance, - all of them?
Yes, all of them, even the gods!
keep reading my son, your buddhahood awaits

keep reading,-

evil can only latch onto a mind in it's frequency 

Everything in life hinges on your participation

if you know a better, and refuse 

life must concede...

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