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The desert of powdery I left yesterday
And moved to a verdant valley,
Filled with streams & lush
Vegetation

‘‘Tis now regular valley,
But a magickal one: it had
Trees of gold, silver & diamonds

I walked the dirt roads & saw
Amazing magical creatures

I’m not leaving I exclaimed!

The desert of powdery I left yesterday
And moved to a verdant valley,
Filled with streams & lush
Vegetation

‘‘Tis now regular valley,
But a magickal one: it had
Trees of gold, silver & diamonds

I walked the dirt roads & saw
Amazing magical creatures

I’m not leaving I exclaimed!

They're dancing in my head.
They're making me very glad.

Trice times their names i will repeat.
And the prudes shall run
They will hide

And curse at me.
But i solemnly swear that i don't care...

Lilith, Naamah listen to me
& open the gates of mystery

Spread your darkness on the land
So no man & no woman can understand

Light from dark or dark from light
Up from down
& strong from week

Dissolve our chains
And throw our masters
To be slaves

Release all demons & all
Hidden Vampire Goddesses

Break time,
Warp space,
And make the tyrant abrahamic
god fall from grace

Enough these morals
Enough with laws you make us keep

And let us speak our uniqueness
& let the ego soar.

Your soul by precious metals
Bound

You Body weighed by
Gold & Silver

And waking’s hard
As hard as if a drunk you were

You write this line
You add this verse upon the screen

For all to see

You go on in Lilith
You bow your head to her
& her sister/child Naamah

You search for riches, 🍀
And resources

The only understanding you
Want is the Banker’s Brain

And on and on you go
Advance, deeper in the mud of chance

Further into dark gods’ land,
Where’s there’s no 💡, no mercy
& no shame

Just another poem.
Can words bring riches?

Treasure buried in the ground -
I go for you like an eagle from
Above looking for snakes to eat.

Like a wild boar with a huge uproar
Digging into the land

Piss poor land or filthy rich one.
Looking for the latter.

A huge land worm going deeper
& deeper.



I solemnly swear I’m not my brother’s
Keeper
I’m a gold silver diamonds reaper

I’m a heretic-
In the power of words I
Believe not.

I must descend cover myself
In quicksand in mud
My time is wasted by idle chatter

Everything in existence can be measured
And its price given

How much does time cost?
Well it depends how much $ you make
& how tired you get.

1st attempt at a simple verbal incantation;)