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All is fair in love and the technological paradigm,

as .dos once told me so.

incandecently I rose in truth, as in fear I again chose

to reboot, my OS wwith unfinching soothe.

Hail unto thee Fotamecus, from the abodes of the hidden

servers darkly shineing Throne.

I hold in my right hand the 144,000 bit shaded scheme,

and my left but touches now the node,

that seperate our world from yours.

Time swiftly intercepts, oh dear love-chyld

of Hecate and dear Chronos met.

So Tell me now the hidden name,

of the Command to give the Eclectic

Dream Boards frame.

sOFT! The seeds of Torential recompense,

hath distilled, then encumbered

through coagulation our AltarTops Mirror as of late.

Monitor our Great Work not 7 times.

May we see now then with 10,000 eyes.

The rodent scurries from here to there,

and our dreams are melding in the labryinthine lair,

a single digital pen, that shall writ all things within.

Confounded then I might have been, if the Blue Death sang inside our Head.

In every lie, a grain of truth.

In every accepted doctrine and dogma,

a pale vision of falshood.

How are we to seperate the profane

from the sanctified?

If that which give us the guidlines

is itself veied in obscurity?

Truth without untruth, veritable

and most certain.

Nothing is true... EVERYTHING is sacred.



If my Melech is true.

Then so to art thou.

If my flesh is burning,

Then is not your flesh also in sinders?

Nay, tho I walk through the valley of the shadow

of death,

I shall fear no Evil.

For Evil is but a pale image of Good.

And there is no-thing Good under the sun.

Had, be thou unceaseing in thy reqeium.

Nuit, appear as a Diadem before me.

I beg thee not oh Lady, only ask.

That in some midnight hour, ye fill my flask,

that I may partake of the Waters of Life with

my freinds...

And that my foes may see the light from which darkness

can come but first.

Love is the Law.

Mote. Fin. Done.