An aberration of all generations is rocking the nations.There's degeneration of all creation. They're killing offthe population with the violent suffocation of creativeobservation. No more artistic recreation, it's all beenpurely exploitation. The manipulation of information, themindfuck of communication. No more flirtation. Forgetsensation. As a result of transmutation we may become likevegetation-smiling blankly in placation.Do they enjoy this domination, the Gods of this unholyorchestration?
Reason for writing:
I'm a gemini (sun,moon,mercury, mars, and one of the nodes.)
Birth sign: Not entered
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