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No more love
No more, no more love from humans
A woman destroyed my only one life
My soul screams. No more love liar!
No more love. Women. Love human
‘Follow me’
Satan
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Pain
Follower
Poison
Fate
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November
November, the beginning of the month, autumn is still shining and waving
A low ray of light breathes hope and gives warmth
It's cold, an invisible frost already on my skin
I feel the cold, the wind of the winter world, its breath, the sky,
below
Even then, I will return, back, and the memory will last
And I keep the kindness and love of autumn and summer
A new world welcomes you, it's every season, and there's no cycle
There is no repetition, there never was, and every season was once
there is no same…
It was only once, like the days, like me, I'm an illusion
Illusion, unreality, and reality never find me
I live in the shadow, and I am only a shadow; an invisible
The sun sometimes looks at me from behind the clouds and catches a ray of light
And November starts again
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Looking for the unfindable
Unfindable. Is she missed, forgotten, invisible, lost, maybe dead?
I tried to find her everywhere. Workplaces, pubs, cemeteries, nights,
days, past lives, present life, next lives, in the light, and the dark
She does not exist, and that’s why I am alone in my so paralyzed cold life
Hard fact, hot desire, passing fire, shooting star my life turns on in the light
There is no love, but everything is more than love because life starts death of love
Never happening the love there, only the realistic love of mind, the intellectual light
I will live in the light, follow and take the shiny and glittering objectively realistic life
Oh, Light, come into my heart and shall be the way with your light in the life in mine
Light
Life
New
Ever
Light
Founded
Love
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The illusion of death
– Dream from the past, I see a lady, she is smiling, young, kind, sparkling eyes, love –
I am far, very far, I disappear into infinity, farther, and farther, the lady is a mist away
– The receding world narrows, and the lady’s face disappears into the distance; illusion–
– Passing kindness by receding distance, she died thousands of years ago; loved love –
I remember this existence from my always-passing life, accusatory lady, serial vision
– A criminatory memorial to a woman from my forgotten past life, I loved her, but I live far –away –
– Dreams from the past following moments of the lost moments of life, painful to my heart –
Yes, memories from the illusions are so missing feeling, and radiation of these honest lines
– A dead remembering from life, death enjoying his past life to be a memorial stone –
– Of a life to a life for a life, by the Life, ruler of life and lives; the death is going to be the life –
Just the moment of dying is a question of death and; life always arises from death
–Life always wants to find a way to the gate of the loved death to get a lovely life again to death –
– I love you, oh my kind and magnetic gate to way to the forever living death to get love by us –
The lady is dead, already, never seen creature before, a disgusting phenomenon on the train
– A discarded abomination, totally used tool, worn chassis, used flap, adornment of street corners –
No problem, my love will get you there
The illusion of our death will be realized there
Does death exist?
Does life exist?
Does love exist?
Our existence is exist?
No
Everything is just part of a dream.
Does the dream exist?
Illusion of death
Reality
Of Life
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Someone wanted to give you a heart
Someone’s heart needed for your heart, longed for your heart
A poor lover's heart needs to find and taste the feeling of love
The beating of a love of a lover’s heart, but cruelty is the only one
‘Only one, there is only one, there was only one, there will be only one.’ Said a one.
Poor one, he needed life, just one, only one, and still missing another. The real love
– The only one –
The only one.
I understand this guy. He needed a lady on the altar of his honest love.
He is a victim of cruelty, oh bleeding broken heart! Suffering man, painful heart
This guy suffers from the man-hater mentality. The loved lady is so fantastic
But foggy psychologists drive her, that’s why the love failed. The victim of my pain
I loved someone, no one like this, broken a forever love, an imposing and living
Taj Mahal.
Our Taj Mahal. A castle in our heart, oh, my unforgettable love.
Someone loved you
Still
Gone
Here
Still
‘Where is your heart?’ Satan asked.
‘I don’t know.’ I answered.
‘Where do you want to go?’ Satan asked.
‘A new planet of life.’ I answered.
‘You have a free ticket there.’ Answered Satan.
‘Thank you.’ I replied.
‘Great. Then forget this love.’ Satan answered.
Love
Pain
I don’t
need
Anymore
‘Keep your heart.’
Said Satan.
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Why love?
Why?
It’s not eternal
Creating Suffering
After love
Suffering loves me
I don’t need its life in mine
Love, dear Love give me love
‘He can’t hear you.’ Satan said.
‘I don’t want suffering.’ I answered.
‘That’s right. Then?’ Replied Satan.
‘Something good.’ I said it to Satan.
‘There is a plan for you.’ Said Satan.
‘Is the path? Is the Path?’ I asked.
‘That is a good choice, but…’ He said.
‘But?’ I asked.
‘This is a higher and so long way…’ Satan Said.
‘What is that??’ I asked Satan.
‘Intellectualism.’ Said Master Satan.
‘Stay with me, there are no dead human feelings.’ Said Satan.
‘Only a high-tech mind’s life in all parts of the intellectual life.
Everything, everything, and in poetry, philosophy, and theology…
What you like.’
Said Satan
‘I want this plan.’ I answered.
‘Already in your mind.’ He answered.
Life
Lives
Angelic
Demonic
One
All
All
One
Together
There are
More
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I am yours, my life is yours
You don’t love me, I read your opinions
Your opinions about my life and errors.
You know, my dear only love
I wrote this verse to the only one
But the question is that
Who is the only you? Only one?
I love you, I give you a name. It’s Emma
Emma, why did you destroy my only one and poor life?
Why?
I needed to give you my all only one my heart.
I have only one. Only one heart. Cold. Poor. So, nobody wants
Yes. This is the reality. The reality of my life.
This life is not a dealt card to me. Here.
But I love life. Life is following my invisible life.
Yes. Yes. Yes…, just I don’t know why.
Because this life is your life.Your life.
You.
Calling, calling. Saying everything about you
I forgot everything about my past life.
Passing my life a long time ago
Goodbye.
In loving memory of…
Memory from the past
From the train
Watford
Watford. Beautiful district of London
Your legs on the train
I love you
Unforgettable moments
Love you
I love you, I want you, I need you
Forget me
I'm not a man for you
Hmm. Life is life
Death is death
Forever is our life
Dead moment
Dried
No life
I am dead
I am here
Come from your life
Dead
Alive
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Thoughts of a living dead
People think that we are dead, we are ended
and our souls passed away from the earth.
That doesn’t cover the truth. Reality is finer
Better and noble, much more practical in life
In life, from life, of life, and… to life. Our lives
Our lives are our ‘Life is life’ in an extended life
In an expanded being of God, and life of God
You know, dear listener our world is different
There are some transitions, changing to over
Or maybe down…. We are living in different,
different levels of life after the physical life
After dying the new soft physical life is getting into life
We live in an unbending world, and some of the higher,
some are closer to the earthly physical life; past-time.
Some of the souls goes up to the highest worlds of life,
but not all, we can take action and contact mortals.
Yes, we live with you. I see you, but I am invisible to you
I haven’t a raw physical body, you can’t use your ethereal
I am your soulmate, the ethereal. Not a ghost or a demon
I live with you in your mortality on your planet; the living graveyard of life
Yes, the physical plane is a transience, nothing else. Nothing else
First after your life of death, after your birth, then your life before your death
Boring cycle. Is life only a boring cycle? No, it’s not that. It’s important
Only the birth, life, and death are constant. Only. But all lives are new
New stories, histories, happenings, events, and doesn’t matter what kind
What kind of, I mean positive or negative? Good or bad? Painful or loveful?
We need your life experience, the reality of your lives in the higher level of life
Yes, this is the reality of the reality. We learn from lives of the humans
It’s important, this knowledge helps us to create better worlds for life
But we are not selfish, we give a lot to you, inspiration, suggestions
Yes, these things a lot of times come from us. Creative interaction. Right?
Yes, I am not on your planet, but with you, given so many ideas by us
Life is life, and not just for us, and yous for you, by us. From you and me
From you and us. So, from us. Mutual this interest. Innovation and solution.
So, life of death and life of the living earthly world are inseparable
from each other
Who writes these lines?
Not the living poet,
he is only a living mortal scribe
The higher spheres often create
or seek poems or writers
for communications to life
Yes, the living universe is a life
Only a life with billions of lives
Only? Only is everything
Everything is one, one is everything
All the levels of life are one
There are so many levels of life
Levels of consciousness of life
Is it a pyramid? Model of the Life
Ask
Light
Of God
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Love
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