The Serpent Snake - Andrew James Flores
I am the serpent snake; the serpent Eazen; during the yellow plague days of my rainbow spectrum youth I sought star cremation for the voices in my head from heaven's gates. I sought the death of a thousand lions, a thousand tigers, and a thousand leviathan's; I am the maker of destiny; the maker of light; the maker of death; the maker of life; for I am the serpent of Eazen; I slithered passed gray rocks and purple mountains seeing the light of day; the light of night. One day; I was in the garden of Eazen; I saw bird's chirping; lions growling; bears running towards sparkling blue water. I saw the early morning sun rise; the early morning moon turn black from the conundrum gallows of hell. I sea the light in the evening night. As a task from God I had to devour the apple of Eazen; yet there were yellow demonic voices telling me 'NO IT'S BAD'; I sought light and seeing the spectrum of light from the universe; I slithered passed those yellow demonic voices and ate the fruit.
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