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Blessed are the red pilled
May all the bitter red pills you had to swallow Nourish and heal the scars from the jagged lies you were sold May all the steely glares that burnt into your beautiful naked face Twist into smiles as lost souls find solace in your radiance May all the backs that turned on you in compliant disgust Become a human shield that protects you from the shrapnel of illusion May all the violent words spat out at your unbridled footsteps Transmute into worded rhythms that beckon you to dance May the constant taunts at your selfish insanity through not following orders Become the low hum of…
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Transmission #2, Splitting the timelines
the fracture and the duality of man is ending, and the absolute of ANY person or being into pure darkness or pure light is ending. That’s why we’re healing our shadows bubba. And that’s why all the shadows are coming out to play, into the light