Eternally bound to binary stars, forsaken to love the chaos that suffocates me in a wicked fragrance of lust so intoxicating the mind aches and the body echoes in rapture the wonders of our being. The lore of Yin and Yang, the essence of duality, cognitive dissonance that hemorrhages progress; the plight and the miracle of sheer will. What I lack in concerted cultivation I make up for in core abstract truths; evangelical preacher of the stars and faithful to the frequencies.

Om mani padmi hum.
Om mani padmi hum.
Om mani padmi hum.