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Words from the unknown Universe

"Words From The Unknown Universe" An original poem by Joshua David The reflection into the soul mirrors an individual essence that rains endlessly into a pool of lavish creativity and devilish desires. Sexual aggression claws at our most deepest foundations of the subconscious and leak droplets onto the conscience flower that will forever bloom from radiant rays of the human spirit. Small is the mind that wraps itself in the chains of limitations that fall on the grace of rage and recklessness. We stain wondrous passions into a blazing fire of mortal wounds and burn onto the coming of enlightened wisdom. Anger will echo in the halls of Eden and rot shall the forbidden fruit that was eaten in the deception of God's will and plague every remaining human soul from the beginning of time till the end of existence. We measure ourselves not in the accomplishments of life, but the judgments placed upon us after death. Critical is the shortened number of days placed upon Man to live a life marked with sins and forgiveness, for it is not the deeds that decides our immortal fate, but the nature of the very soul itself.

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