The sun sets
light and incandescent goes with it
black colored pellets appear
his dark glory rises
to cover the power of the Most High
my paranoia rises in it
whispers
'i can help you'
where did that come from
'i know what you are going through'
'who is it's
'Angela the white, Chris the mighty, who knows'
'all I know is that I can help you'
help, to overcome my fears
I get excited
'all I need is you to repeat the words after me'
"above so as below"
simple English statement not even Latin
I repeat
Six months later
Syre in Rolls-Royce phantom
self contained mansion downtown Miami
what a life and help indeed
justice, wealth and world reformation?
but not even a penny of happiness
no freedom
mating signal?
never heard of it
consequences on trail
R.I.P Martha O'Leary
mother and loving sister
we loved you
little Anne in Texas county hospital
'disease cause not yet diagnosed'
writes Kelvin Karl M.D
"you have to acknowledge the power of magic"
Syre remembers the rule
in a no light void
'i don't want this anymore, I quit'
'there is no quitting love, sorry little one'
'the soul is mine now'
'and don't think of HIM'
'HE doesn't recognize you anymore'
'what a disgrace, a lost cause'
wait!, what?
I saw, saw the Baphomet
anima vestra
Saw it
the goat head
a pentagram on its face
female and male body
two finger salute up and down
horns and flaming torch at the middle
sitting on the world
turned into a mockingbird laughing
whereas Syre on his knees
red and scary goat images all over
blood dripping
in the beaming and lighting magic circles
poor Syre what did you get yourself into
those with pure heart
with clean power
the magnificent souls
following the mighty Lord
help
help Syre, help me