shadow work

shadow work im working with the shadows, its gotta be done im lurking in the shadows holding a gun taking turns with these wackos not what id call fun working with the shadows to become number one numero uno, im dreamin, more like schemin where i want to be in front of me, a semen demon is leaning, waving a wand at me intercoursing with my ear, i fear, the day, month, and year i enter the 8th sphere imagine the mind of man, polluted and purverted for a thousand years mixed with the psyche of a demonic parasite this will paint an interesting picture...riot encite, inside...never outer weve never seen snything like this, in bblical scripture well all this research and development into the dark recesses of our minds, its relevant and necessary to evolve in the spirit we cannot go on like this, like we fear it if we go near it, and shed some light we might, delight, in spite of the dark side inside our souls unite with the bright, learn to decide, which aspect will best serve what weve been prescribed its right on time, gonna save our life, and the hive our lives have been intricately woven our ties have been cut and stolen, then replaced with an inferior bind, not golden therefore not unique, or special...in any way...an omen to the chosen, and the elite open your mouth again and ill remove your tounge. you will not speak, or eat consider your mouth complete or defeated, more like obsolete you dont need it, no more so store, your poor,