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In India Santa laughs and loudly farts- Jai Ho!

In India Santa laughs and loudly farts- Jai Ho! It’s time to harness the bullocks to the cart- Jai Ho! The snow is falling but melting super fast- Jai Ho! By arti it will be mud all soft and nasty- … Continue reading →

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The vigor of youth allures many to an early death;

The vigor of youth allures many to an early death; much better to surrender all illusion with each breath. Iskandar’s teacher was from the brilliant academy; but desire goaded him on to ludicrous victory. Such dominion over foreign lands is … Continue reading →

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Nietzsche had it right when he declared god is dead…

Nietzsche had it right when he declared god is dead: The Christian legacy had long since been put to bed. The fervor of Patrick paddling the Ocean for Christ, Has now become a mega church prosperity heist! Not even Francesco … Continue reading →

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The Magian Elder has long black curly hair

The Magian Elder has long black curly hair; His forehead shines with a light that removes all despair. Zoroaster was the first Avatar since the “big freeze,” even if to modern learning this is one big huge tease. It was … Continue reading →

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Yezdan, Yezdan was the intimate breath of Sheriar

“Yezdan, Yezdan” was the intimate breath of Sheriar; This ancient name was his preserver and protector. Walking, he would remember the timeless Godman; As for the world, since a boy he did not give a damn. The worship of the … Continue reading →

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The lover with long curly wig shot me a glance

The lover with a long curly wig shot me a glance; this was just the beginning of a risqué romance. The early light blessed me with a god-awful headache: my sincerity was much too painful to relate. What can I … Continue reading →

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step after step we track you searching for some sign

Step after step we track you searching for some sign; the salt of our tears burns our throat as your sweet wine. We bear your living presence in our longing heart; but your curls and dancing eyes we can’t live … Continue reading →

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The reluctance to act on truth breaks the spirit

The reluctance to act on truth breaks the spirit; rage from doubt and fear drives us far, far apart. Believe all pain from the Rose is but a trial: know she does scorn and disdain her glib denial! The status … Continue reading →

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The Awakener of eternal spring…

The awakener of eternal spring is here; Our frozen feeling is flowing- we have no fear. Long have we longed for the return of your bright light; We cry out for that day the heart receives your sight! Our blindness … Continue reading →

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With each breath…

With each breath, the world advances to a sure end; Not even god’s mercy can our lifespan extend. When earth’s time is up, the sphere will wobble and fall; And when we gasp our last, the eyes go still and … Continue reading →

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