М8Л8ТХ - Междутема 6
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We stand in front of the line, the border of illusions and true consciousness. Only a second, a moment, the solution lasts! Accepted for action, it turns into a rapid implementation of itself with lightning speed. Like the reconstruction from the memory of the ancestors. The Milky Way spiral, the swastika from the eternal law, Skald’s song, with a firm hand of an irreconcilable warrior, the wise word of the priest king, the rod of ash, the hammer to break, crush without a shadow of doubt; To release a genuine appearance in yourself, not bent by fear and everyday life, pity and the false religion of deserts. Persistent overcoming pain, fatigue, death, revival.
Monthly at the front, the line of which is the horizon of the events of the world. Peace that falls ...