Here is another great "subconscious poem" from my old vault. I hope you enjoy it. 

Notice: This is not a common note, a poem, nor anything you learned in your English class... This is a Subconscious Poem. This poem is an experiment of mine to try something new I have never done before... I don't know whether there is such a term for Subconscious Poem. I hope I made it up, and if I didn’t, then I don't care... This poem is written mostly spiritually rather than emotionally or mentally. You can also call this poem S.D.P. (Soul Dimension Poem). If you want to try it, do so, but remember this poem is done by the soul, not intelligence or emotions... Alert! Subconscious poems might not always make sense because they are beyond our basic understanding, so you are welcome to come up with your own conclusion on what the poem is trying to say...


The future’s past, the death of millions would never be possible, not even in my wildest dreams… What this death means to billions of living organisms, of the future comes the past… Tell me why this death should be possible, is it for the sacrifice of the billions of organisms or is it because of the human’s Lucifer… The devil destroyer of nature is the one we know most, the king of Earth…the most intelligent living being on this galaxy…is it the end of nature or is it a new beginning… Is it evolution or a change of Mother Nature? Greens would disappear, so would the rainbow that makes the Earth… Shiny days would turn into a dark hell that would last for millennia… Millennia of darkness, death, diseases, and dark entities… Religions, beliefs, or faith would not be part of this battle; only the soul, heart, and mind would be part of this dark hell Battle of the Millenniums…
Possibly not many will survive… many would die and turn to ashes and disappear with the windy air…

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