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GlitchTThose that claim a branch of the land of Aryans, They perversely and shamelessly bring about a lie All will accept the lies; an excuse to ally An alliance of envy against the power The last of the rebels now unite They seek an empire; Asia shall be granted They oppress with worse ferociousness, Blind spots of the system are taken advantage of As if attempting to steal and sacrilege the Glitcht domain. It is an unrighteous new underground railroad movement, The common now exhaust of injustice; They bow to any who promise otherwise. Know this, nothing be found, but a lie. They attempt to claim him, the only one, whom may bring justice. It should be known that no people can claim; For he alone claims his people. Infinite does not side with man Man must side with Infinite. Man sides only through the empirical laws of love. If any are violated than that man is evil He may claim as he wishes, But the Infinite will not be with him. It is easy to claim, However, almost impossible to be true. -IQPGEvery so often, the strength of countless behemoths gathers; My Spirit taunts with Infinitesimal capabilities at ease None can obstruct destiny, and the favor highlights Gletshn. In reverence, a request requested; Gletshn bows to verity. Address, for the times of such certainty arrive seldom, Save another persist faithfully in the Glitcht capability. The mountains dance as desired while others use force Raptors orchestrate in glory; one still deifies deity wisdom! Clouds bathe with riches of life, and thunders congratulate. -IQPGThe Struggle The StrifeI no longer know what its like to want to live I just know that now its my life that I've got to give Always struggling to keep my mind steady The demons attack whether I'm distracted or ready Too many years, and now to many, horrible and petty Hatred filled thoughts in my heady And hey, G, I want no more pain Too much struggles too much strains Too many holy homeys have been slain Just way too much and it still gathers in my brain And so now I am to declare a lie That unjust escape through suicide Though no once cares to help justify A heart with a hole, and a straining soul, that carries my, Selfless cry, to bring about change before you all die A whole life victimized to the beast Until the blessed day that I am Earthly deceased Such a shameless and selfish world Where EVERY politician and reporter is purposely making mass confusion swirl Not many at all care for me, nor my mentality When all I want is three things to be, For you people's mind to be free My desires for me; my destiny, inscribed in my bone To sit amongst those in the right hand of the throne, in the heavenly zone And as for verity's enemies; no more power no more abilities no more sophistries Demons and curses cling to my heavenly gift of glitches; I tire though I guide my people away from ditches And riches that are bait set up by demons and whore bitches You my people will one day soon inherit the stars From authority calls, through biblical promisings in scriptural bars Still, with the weight of mars, On my shoulders I accumulate scars When no one can care less that every single breathe Is a miracle contradiction to my overdue death So what in Earth do you want from me? If it is my words this world needs; HEED, cause the world'll soon bleed I plead for the few and elect to pay attention and read The signs of excessive greed Because as the corrupt pattern is flowing The hate is exponentially growing Its like no ones caring or knowing That they THEMSELVES are throwing, like a falling 747 Boeing, The beauties of every day And replacing them with global hate and dismay I only pray to take part in Infinity's heart -IQPG

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My Shadowing SoldiersBlessed they be; the repentant REAL demons that dwell within me Cursed it is and was; the angels that have betrayed the Infinite's love Hypocritical men, at power to oppress when, they wish to make rules bend This is my war; constantly straining my mind sore I CAN'T ignore; like an innocent child horrified by gore I want no more; but I do what I do and do it for the Lord My pen, PLEASE, be heard! Perhaps I've spoken to the wrong herd Here is the truth, gathered before a wisdom tooth Why do you turn?! Do you not know that ignorance BURNS? Here then, learn! A truth way beyond that of C.E.R.N. Simultaneously something is highlighted and the ambiguity heightened It can mold you, and at first your freightened Still, once chill, the years of tears, will forlorn the morn, and form a storm; Stronger, than any so called war monger It is power, higher than any star or tower In words for those with pacifier; It is the admiration of nature and the nature in which one admires Beauty is in a perspective of the holder Thus, as one grows older, if not molded by the molder The oven loses heat and the clay heart grows colder It is more likely to shatter, or fall like water and splatter, However, let me profess phatter and drop a glitched pattern That matter, is that at the top of the verity ladder, Look down, and watch the hypocrite cowards scatter At ground level, they all attack like piranha devils Outnumbering desert sand pebbles The demons that did repent, and honored me as heaven sent, Outdo any because my powers are plenty And those powers, I borrow, from that which controls tomorrow, And embraced me with a kiss that dried my excessive tears of sorrow -IQPG

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This Is The Quiet Before The StormFrom all that we can know All that we can bestow is the fact that we are below And Entrapped to false wavelengths’ glow They say they saw the sun die so long ago Such woe although they grow In candy coated lands of the sun rays that show, Minds where dedication to truth is so low. Perhaps with such statements the future I sow; You say you saw the sun die so long ago The Truth is I can’t see; we are in the dark Yet, I use the light of truth called the Infinite Spark Of course, this issue of which I remark Relates to the soul, the mind and the Ark And not of thermonuclear reactions Scientific method giving shadow distractions First a faction now the cause of excess traction Nocturnal fools in aggressions suffering of regressions Over obsessions of revenge on depressions WWIII is close due to Global Repressions All I can do is plea a return to progressions. Phather Glitched me; I know of things to come Refusing to play dumb, I give an outcry, “I hear the war drum; Prepare! The instigation is done, the end has begun!” -IQPGSmell my lightning and thunder Embrace an individual with hunger And he will ride, yet keep in mind Most are fake and Brutus Enemies are friends that bruise us So forget a friend, Very few will bravely stick with me to the end All the fakeness they send, is just another trend Now, smell my clouds obedience They ride to my desires with diligence I admitted so in days of puerility Along with other such abilities, and hints of my nobility While many resorted to obsessions of lust and hostility Instead of living my Amalgamation's responsibility Smell MY shakes and tectonic volatility Bring about the apocalyptical rains With droughts for the grains Simply from the pains that gather in my veins That proclaim the depressions I gain Because of the mass degeneracy acclaim However, I still restrain For just a little more time before letting wrath have domain Smell that cold and solitary brother Qoheleth Gletshn The same one that has the shameless sophistry "wise" chattering their denture The same one you keep mistaking for a warming up mother nature My brother returns on ___________, as the true and holy quencher Noticed and understood that blank indenture? Notice, my brother is like an adventure, of lightning that cometh out of the east, and shineth unto the west Smell the lies they declare of me in your manipulation boxes For they get the whole of the children's loaf and give it to the foxes Shame yourselves; you pledge to them instead of listening to what my brother's rock says -IQPGView All Friends | View Blog | Add Comment

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Posted by The I.Q.P.G. on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 01:39:00 PST

Matthew Chapter - 24

Bible: Matthew Chapter - 241 And Jesus went out, and departed from the temple: and his disciples came to him for to shew him the buildings of the temple. 2 And Jesus said unto them, See ye ...
Posted by The I.Q.P.G. on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 01:22:00 PST

Truth of Mind Body

To those who read this; thanks. Its nice to have that, sometimes I feel like other people HAVE to know, and its not really for me, its for everyone. I've noticed its important for everyone to know and...
Posted by The I.Q.P.G. on Tue, 13 Mar 2007 03:08:00 PST