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The end times are here once again

Always returning, always moving

lurking around the life as we know it

with the grand majesty of almighty death

This is where I stand,

this is where I will be,

this is all I see

this is nothing, this is ALL!

This is where I stand,

this is where I was born,

this is where I come to die,

this is ”I” as revealed to myself

The end times are here once again

for they are always coming back to me

in the different forms of consecrations

disguised as the pain of the apocalypse

This is me returning,

always returning, always moving

This is me in distance

as the journey is the destination

This is where I stand,

behind my eyes, behind my mind

The core of the world

in other’s eyes

in other’s minds

How many doors I have to open before I find?

My mind, as projected back to me?

Things I thought I owned ended up owing me

Now it’s my time ”I” need to die!

I have lived thousands of lives

Thousands of dreams, thousands of nightmares

in the different forms of consecrations

finishing my initiation to become anointed