Author: | Yang-Un Moon Eiman | ISBN: | 9781475900569 |
Publisher: | iUniverse | Publication: | December 14, 2000 |
Imprint: | iUniverse | Language: | English |
Author: | Yang-Un Moon Eiman |
ISBN: | 9781475900569 |
Publisher: | iUniverse |
Publication: | December 14, 2000 |
Imprint: | iUniverse |
Language: | English |
Mega-Meta-Trans-Metamorphosisi, multi-mega-super parasonic speed.
Its going to be really speedy keep your antenna high and still soon
announcement through mecrophone.
Transformation through insanity to eventual inevitable process of final
landing upon sanity, arrival of sainthood THE RAINBOW MASTERS.
Truest metamorphosis is not kindergarten kids mission. Its your mission.
You do it; simple plain. Its your job, so go on meet our ultimate dead-line
no matter what!
Brave to break up! Ring the bell on your primitive primordial original days
of umbilical cord. True introduction; annihilation of super-powerful
megalomaniac marooned island of darkness, fearful nights of
tortuous torture.
Love the worthy, pay what it worth for, and mind your own business to the
last minutest detail, dont leave it wide undone, untenable, unattainable. Still
long way to go.
Pounding pulse, prolific diversity of your feebled memory of umbilical cord,
extract suction out off from MY eternal pure energized liquid out from MY
veins of formulative universal creation.
Its all interlinked, inter-infra-inner-connectedness. You detect perceptive
formula of magical sunrise, sunset, sunbursting outstream of earthly
energetically creative upswing from MY heavenly universal stroke of divine
pool. Do not merely linger on, open it, you will be able to learn, to lead.
Mega-Meta-Trans-Metamorphosisi, multi-mega-super parasonic speed.
Its going to be really speedy keep your antenna high and still soon
announcement through mecrophone.
Transformation through insanity to eventual inevitable process of final
landing upon sanity, arrival of sainthood THE RAINBOW MASTERS.
Truest metamorphosis is not kindergarten kids mission. Its your mission.
You do it; simple plain. Its your job, so go on meet our ultimate dead-line
no matter what!
Brave to break up! Ring the bell on your primitive primordial original days
of umbilical cord. True introduction; annihilation of super-powerful
megalomaniac marooned island of darkness, fearful nights of
tortuous torture.
Love the worthy, pay what it worth for, and mind your own business to the
last minutest detail, dont leave it wide undone, untenable, unattainable. Still
long way to go.
Pounding pulse, prolific diversity of your feebled memory of umbilical cord,
extract suction out off from MY eternal pure energized liquid out from MY
veins of formulative universal creation.
Its all interlinked, inter-infra-inner-connectedness. You detect perceptive
formula of magical sunrise, sunset, sunbursting outstream of earthly
energetically creative upswing from MY heavenly universal stroke of divine
pool. Do not merely linger on, open it, you will be able to learn, to lead.