MC McScience (Enoch198 by ~GOD~)
Channel: Rev Jonathan Barlow Gee
Date: 2018-03-17

the 198th music video by ~GOD~
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lyrics:
I’m gonna come at you with a million facts per millisecond
Eclectic facets of the ecliptic facade, a charade of visages
Spun like silken strands of spider-webbing across abundant abysses
They should’ve sent a poet, everything is broken up, and dances.
n-dimensional possibilities for directions of expansion
In the undefined geometries extent prior to the Big Bang
Unfolding into a plurality, a pleroma of baby cosmoses,
born inside the gravitational singularities of black-holes
at the cores of spiral galaxies. Such is the multiverse of infinite worlds
where every spiral galaxy alike our own Milky Way contains
a super-massive black-hole At its core, and at the core of this is
a baby cosmos Comprised of the matter-energy inverted that this
Black-hole has so far consumed into it from the accretion disc
Of the galaxy surrounding it, and obeying a law of physics
Probably quite different from our own inside its “parent” universe.
Just so, beyond the speed of light, there is a strange attraction
Accelerating the rate of sub-quantum-scale universal expansion,
which may indicate the existence of a higher cosmos than our own
A “parent” cosmos feeding energy back into our own
through the poles Of black-holes where faster-than-light
iron-gas jets are emitted Forming quantum-foam atop
gravity-waves rippling their effects Of attraction outward
weakening according to the inverse-square law forming
around each spiral galaxy a toroidal tachyonic bubble
of ether energy. The premise of a coming world-savior
is as old as the premise of monotheism
That a single, universal, omnipotent, omniscient,
all-seeing, all-knowing, all-wise, All-loving,
all-judging, being exists of which our own cosmos
is only its cerebrum And within the mind of which
we may as well only be a dream to Him.
And the past of our cosmos is like this
universal brain’s smaller sub-organs,
with the pineal gland being equal to the Big Bang,
The medulla and pons of the hind brain being
the era of division of the four elemental forces
From the universal ether-energy that had been
expanding ubiquitously before then.
And the mid-brain thalami and sensory cortexes are akin
to the holographic projection Of 5th dimensional
tachyonic light through 4th dimensional “meta-form” patterns
To cast 3-dimensional shadows as engrams
inside gravity-wells arranging them into Cycling
orbital ecliptic planes in 2-dimensional orientations, pulled into
1-dimensional Gravitational singularities at the cores
of black-holes creating these baby universes And just so
the forebrain is alike our own modern cosmos today,
intergalactic filaments strongly resembling the neural fibers of our own forebrains’ cerebral tissues Possibly being drawn into this pattern by holograph projection from higher dimensions. This universal mind may exist and yet defy our expectations for definition
of it as a god just so the savior of humanity maybe all of us combined
into one, a hive-mind crown of Thorns to indicate the wearer suffers
from a cosmos of interrelating connections that Appear to be chaotic at first until they take on a more familiar appearance again
Lucifer the deceiver, the crucified redeemer,
Savior of your soul and imaginary demon
A genius djinn capturing lightning in a bottle,
Has hypnotized and seduced your brain away from
Truth, ethics and the ability to be truly saved from
The consequences of your mistakes, I know, I made some,
Ghosts haunt my every choice, regrets abound like clay, son,
Make bricks, make hay, sun, populate the planet,
go forth and be fruitful Multiply like a virus, sons,
have fun, don’t pay, and ignore that wayward one,
This lunatic who cries out “that’s not the way,” son,
so says Lucifer Our Lord all day from
His throne above the hearts of all humans,
always gone is the loving, gay one
Now only the visage of the villain,
the adversary, Satan.
So completes my curse on you in this lifetime
for now you cannot claim you never knew
The truth about the multiverse and about your own religion
So if you keep preaching you will only be deceiving
Bound now before this hex you shall bow, to the brow
Where hangs the thorny crown, heavy hang my furrows now
Aditi, your sacred cow, the chaos monster calls me, ciao.