Note: The poetry and writing on this website is evil and deceptive. Reading it will lead to confusion and contradictions in the mind. I will write a book that displays how the Anti-Logos worked so thoroughly through my poetry
The solar plexus loves beauty
All that the senses see
When fear dominates
The 'plexus emits grays
Sometimes terror comes
And the plexus says to run
Shooting black through the nerves
Is then the purpose it serves
But when love fills the heart
It awakens with a start
The body's perpetual sun
Sends fear on the run
It fills the soul with beauty
As it follows love's decree
Love drives away fear
In the solar plexus, my dear