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Spiritus Amoris Ad Astra

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Thousands of years across, edges of tomorrow’s blend to break in attempts to breach through fair plains,

Out of time, out of tries, losing grasp, an undivided coherence twisted to rot in death by survival, among the fittest,

Fit to salvage for what’s worth, a moment to reflect, to shelve the cost, of self sabotage, risk it all & remain estranged,

From a sinister slave drive, built to suspend second chances, that sent into oblivion everything precious & craves its end in sanctimony,

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Throats parched, sing in praise, of a spirit leading forth, beyond an earthen plane, & questions eternity,

What might, what splendour, love swept aside to reach through to these lows, the gutters of the soul,

Blind to fear losing, it’s treasured visage of the human, being a potent token of perfection unbeknownst,

To a self, nor its command, This throne primed to coalesce worlds apart, serves secundum et sanctum sanctorum.

Thermal runaway

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The source of this life, redeems itself by design, when the world denies its obvious sustenance, and the ethereal describes this as purpose to accept fate and yet fight to it’s own end,

To reclaim every chance of failure as perfection compromised, yet to be achieved in essence, its organic components immobile to circumstance and a means to vent,

I believe it satiated a true nature & all it’s congruent oblivion, that tends to absorb the lowest fruit that hangs to descent, beyond all recognition of where it began,

Nor where it could ascend, a peace that reigns in complex states of equilibrium, second to none, that might necessitate an order to chaos or conscious resuscitation in turn decimating a deteriorating trend,

An inception of this cause, deserves a better means to belong, to find safety in the demise, to save the most lost, a story that unfolds the ages of this world as a scalpel it stole to cut through ties and the sense’s that control,

A mortal life that deserves a majestic combustion, an immortal one that yielded to another’s judgement, seethes for second chances, in an image to have tamed ambition.

Damned be poetic justice and alliterations,

Earthed into Entropy

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Just a function of quid pro quo, reason seems to indulge in all forms of order to encapsulate,

Conclusions fit for life as a wave function, beneath miniscule particles of a probability in persistence,

Interactions of it all held captive by an active decline to a point from whence it all came into being significant,

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Edges on to an adrenaline drive, a cumulative grasp of the now escapes from this entropy,

All things considered, and all deterrent possibilities conflagrated, it’s reach remains irreverent,

Through one emergency into the next consequence of life’s need to pursue ashes that need be reborn

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Chaos has its harmony set in stone in the processes played out by it’s parts senseless & blind,

‘Synced in’ or confused, the losses are an addiction taking hold on spontaneity committed to decline,

In inadequacy or gratuitous diligences, a finite thin line is traversed within the gravity of loosing hold on anothers limits,

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Reality unsettling though it may be, is grounded by the perspective granted neath their rock bottoms,

Entropy as it devours, improves the odds of synergy in primitive systems of a metered dose society,

In it’s purest form, everyone must be saved, but not everyone will be, & life’s function is to blame.

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Tyranoraptor narcissus

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Emulation at its best describes eventuality in wondrously sequenced worlds that work to sustain its spark,

Reality though allows this in most instances, barely copes with the individuality it disseminates,

Conforming assumptions with respective comparison to a life dealt as choice more than change,

The self combust’s & resurrects its own within the ash clouds of past perspectives present each day,

The point being is a true nature absolved into creative expansion of royalties & endless reach neatly quantified,

A system is built on the remains of collateral damage to control the ends of solutions that pass from support through divisions,

Since its easier to think positively in terms of what it all means to comfort embers of know how,

Than facing what it means to dream having slowed down assimilation in causes that absorb itself to feel the effects.,