Rosary rares rubedo, red blood red lion red dragon, and the red rarefied roams the aroma to Rosary. I cook Rosary fresh meditation and fresh mysticism, the Father-Mother and Mother-Father to the most nascent matter, and my body boats the prima materia and boasts Christ my cargo, the cross carrying chaos. Chaos creates: Chaos creates Charity and Charis, the Holy Spirit Charismatic descending the mantle to many prophets, and the Sons of Sun and Daughters of Din prophesy. Chaos culminates in the cuts crucified by Christ, and Christ covens chrism on my alembic copper flame burning. Letters appear in air, New Torah New Testament New Taryn, Jerusalem gutted by God and granted grace gift genesis again. Through flame days by days and Rosary repetition, my body purifies through putrefaction and fixation, and I fix my flesh on the feminine. I fix my furnace to female, Mother of God and Mother of Matter, and she nourishes me to maturation on her manna. I repeat her Rosary, a sacred mantra of Son and Mother, and through Rosary I repent: by alien alchemy she adopts me Holy Son Holy Family.
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