Your bull’s labyrinth is certainly no silver castle
I don’t want to borrow from the night, its ship
that lodged itself in the biggest deserts. I never had cats
for pets. You can say that I never liked any of those misbegotten
civilisations that conspired against me; be they
Egyptian, Sumerian, Babylonian or Indus!
You can see that Moses (Akhenaten) was not wrong
in wanting to turn Egypt on its head with the sun-disk
But he had to flee to Israel. But who was behind
Israel’s destruction time and again? The same evil that wants
to bodygrab it whenever I liken my preferences!
Did NATO save anybody’s soul, Trump?
They are all telling me to keep mum! And I was silent,
yet was victimised for my silence. Now, how about being
loquacious, and yet be the victim? What are my options?
Since you all rather subscribe to evil, should I be victimised,
as always, by the treasury of treachery. Even the treasury of
Australia is in the hands of a shifty fish! We see why all the stats are fudged!
How did the fish get an upper hand, may I ask?
Because the Matrix gave me the only other option of a cat?
My poor Dad (he is more bull of Taurus than its cat)! Should I know my utter
impoverishment at the hands of liars who turn every word, act,
or thought of mine against me! I didn’t ask to be free, though!
But at least I can condemn them for their utter poverty of spirit. Even in
my inevitable defeat! I can’t expect anyone not to be afraid of death or defeat;
like me, I am resolutely not! I don’t even expect it from Donald Trump!
I never preferred war! But with all this treachery what else can I want!
You see with all this evil treachery, I feel restrained to have Trump or Israel
as my allies. Where is my Dad? O! My shuttered saviour, where are you?
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