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Marc-Eduard,

Shevek (LeGuinn), Tolstoy, Che, Allende, Sartre, Sacco + V., Joe Hill, Fred Hampton, Spinoza, Feyerabend...
all of them investigated Freedom...i.e. to get it, max it, keep it...never forget how the iron heel relentlessly
seeks to destroy it and make us slaves. Remember: "Je me Souverains"
...I am Sovereign.

Love,

Dad.



Remember son-
Life's river twists into lies and courses to trust
You're a man. Stay solid as I consort with the dusk.
Stand by your reality and never forfeit its trust
Be immortalized - the monolith'll morph it to dust.

For millions of years it was
The most beautiful terraform. Tides recede toward the rippling sand
as laughing dunes smile and crest into oblivion's hand
Tropical forests; endless oceans shining transcendently green
Two suns, and three satellites resplendently ringed.
Aeon's Lizard Nebula: a lounge couch for criminal tiers
The Dragon Tears Gang - Marc-Eduard Lemieux rose to general here.
Fulcrum of the fascist galactic senate's regime
Yin and yang power flow, darkening tenets supreme
M.E. and twin: Spirit Teachers. Part of the planet's heavenly lore
Til' crooked powers grabbed its reigns:
Super-Earth...Aeon Six-Seventy-Four
M.E. was King - his twin brother imprisoned to lead on the floor
shackled, the struggle left him in a terrible form...
Sit on your throne in melancholy Lord, sing unfathomed affairs
The supernova above's diffuse, a purple dragonish glare
The Dragon Tears gang came with the senate,
with cyborg cops and death of people's canons and prayers
Galactic Nero playin' fickle fiddle - Magnus beware
A soft chant from the twin brother...years of practice is there
Burned its roots, earth, rites and even blackened its air
Labelled telepathy as something like cerebral savage despair.
S.E. 674's Telepathic, telekenetic, spiritual status was rare
Where's the secret? Destroy the land, skin their scalps to compare
Find the mental secret to quench diamond and satin's despair.
but behind it all M.E. was calm, strode and flattened his hair
An earthly call resounds, climbing up the slabs of these stairs
A soft chant from M.E.'s twin...it's gathering's here
pondering life's circuitous route to ruin, sadness and fear
Laissez faire. Destroying his people while crackin' a beer.
Reminiscing, the Spirit Teacher code established was dear
The special power of neuro-matrix-electron-flux
allowed communication with any from maggot to deer.
Galaxy and Gang slogan: "Forcefully our cannons'll fly"
but it's a mockery - emaciated castle in sky.

The castle trembles, It's begun! God's chorus of odes
as spirit teachers witness in peace the falling fortress of coal
Marc-Eduard smiles without a mona lisa portioned remorse
Natives notice spiraling light pillars, gorgeous in torque
Dark-hearted fallen - it's prophecy's assurance in salt
...a radiant blue disperses, drawing strength from Arctrurus' vault
Brother stand redeemed! The ultimate mage - with heaven above disclosing its course-
Unshackled, he looks skywards
...as light hits a crest, spreads and encloses the source.




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