The Insatiable cunning man


Oh son of man, how cruel thou art. You dip your hands in the holy water and masturbate to the forbidden fruit. How cruel is your mind to find pleasure from lesbians having sex under the alter of God. Cunning is found within you. You blame your creator for putting insatiable pleasure within you, yet you find shade and pleasure in the moaning of lesbians. God should forgive you. Insanity and cunningness are your clothes. You found love in Jezebel, hoping you will get a threesome one day but her pussy juice is meant for you alone to drink. You abandon the holy water and blood your creator gave you and chose to bath between the thighs of lesbians and Jezebel. How cruel thou art son of man, you were once a morning star but Lucifer took it from you. You became a moon. You appear every night to seduce the children of God to worship you and watch your unholy lesbians perform their duties as usual. Oh evening moon, how seductive you have become, you have gone to the ends of the unruly world to experience every pleasure you saw on your way yet still not satisfied. How devilish have you become. Sometimes i think you are Lucifer himself. You encountered Ethismos in your 14th life time. He taught you something out of nothing, now you have become a master of your own nonsense. Oh Ethismos, how cruel and forgetful  thou art, for you go around sprinkling holy water on the daughters and sons of God but behold, the sons of God now see the holy water as lotions. God forgive us all for we know Him not. We have not seen Him or have a glimpse of Him so may He forgive. God’s holy water is not clean anymore to sprinkle on the poor, for the sons of men have turned it into a milky slimy taboo fluid. How random is thy mind son of man. Spilling your emotions like we care. Putting secretes in your writings like you had dinner with Leonardo da Vinci. How many times will you seduce women to climb on your tree, for there is no fruitful truth on it, only semen and saliva smeared in ashes and holy water. Oh here comes the moon, surrounded by lesbians and Jezebel, for tonight we will release our emotions to the floor, for tonight we will go three rounds to mock the trinity for they put in us the insatiable pleasure. God forgive us all.

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