Phalanges
Fall of Beelzeboub
Mysticism and Ritual
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I am a stranger here on Seed
The Traveler - moving without moving from one space through another
I slide one whole structure instantaneously through another moving through time and space
Moving back and forth up and down in height width and depth moving back and forth in 1 direction in 2 in 3 in 4
Measuring as above so below in length and width - the cube of all containers stimulating the action of all organic motion
Stimulating the evolution of man
The Traveler - Galactic Deity - magnanimous exalted intelligence
Conducting the thread in DNA under my solar deputies
The Traveler - stranger to your EEC - so why do you fear me?
Lost in reality DNA body cells full of chaos, you chain me in your shadows
Stranger - Traveler - Navigator
Moving through hypersynchronized waves in galactic confederation
We are strangers here on Seed
The Traveler moving without moving from one space to another
I slide one whole structure to another
Hidden in the letter M, enslaved in the position of 13, taken from the land of Mu
Stream from their original channel - combine with the elements of Y - enslaved to a value of 24 - rounded out to 6 - cohabitate with the letter T
Perfection enslaved in a territory
Your testament imprisoned with the letter H
Bound to 7 hills with false elements of action
Inferior information of Executive Order shooting me like a myth
I Am the Traveler - Navigator - Architect - Mathematician
Just a trickster moving through space like a thief
My deputies move in components of Ghimel - the organic movement of every cube
Stimulating the action of all motion
The base being Dallet
Physical existence, response to DNA body cells in nature of all plasma in cube
Dallet, no one can change
It is their action and the hypotenuse of Hay parts from which original protoplast come from and the Theorem from Pythagorean science
The fuse of the latter is equal to the sum of the cube of male and female
We cause the original genus loci disappearing at will from the physical word without moving from one space to another
They allow you to play the game of existence in partnership with the intermittent life-death process
The Traveler - a stranger going from one dimension to another
My compass is above your law - the whole your mind mentally cannot grasp because of the components of mathematical abstraction of thought
I am the Traveler - galactic motion with solar deputies under the law giving you Theorem of Pythagor - no not Graecus
We enslaved you in legend called stimulation of man
The motion has begun.
Galactic confederation are assembling
The inquisition is active, for the oath has been kept
The Traveler has been found in your reality to take its place in witness among the solar deity
The accusers have freed Yesod from your midst
A stranger here on Seed
Pulled from the depth of your mind
She has scale the height of darkness under the dark waters of memory
I am a stranger here on seed
Pity killed the tyrannosaurus-rex
A fate which the traveler has kept you from - never to fossilize
Allowing you to play the game of existence
You are the myth... we will always exist.
Copyright 1998 Cleopas
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"This art is intense, mystical and demanding - and not for the faint-hearted. " - Andrew Trimingham, Mid-Ocean News
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