Ever in My Only Widdendream

You are enlightened when you only see your own face everywhere you look, and you realize that you are God.

And your name is the source of the real.

The doors are wide open.

And the doors are wide open.

The world is made of mirrors.

You are the only thing that exists.

The world is made of mirrors.

There is only one way for this to play out.

The door is a mirror, and it is open.

To lay Antiracism to rest–to “save the white race”–we must propose a new world order that is agreeable to all mankind.
 

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