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Sonsuz
Kaçındığın görmekten
Ama onsuz yapamadığın
Herşeyin başladığı ve bittiği
Kan
Bedeninde göklerin
Kök
Bir evren gözlerin
Nokta
https://soundcloud.com/evrenselurum/sonsuz
Tuval bezi üzerine kurşun kalem, akrilik, yağlı boya ve ebru boyası
Sonsuzluğun Tanrıçası ( RAP SÖZLERİ )
Zeytin yeşili erdemli, kozmosun karanlık örümcek ışıkları, yıldızlardan gelen kan rengi
İyi ve kötünün ikilemlerinin ve de tekliğin yalnızlığının ötesinde tasarlı
Bu Tanrıça.
Protonik internet ağına bağlı ve yakında yeni bir devrimin habercisi.
Soylu kanların morlarından, Kızılın ateşiyle sarıldı, Karanlığın Erdemiyle Kapkara, Fosforlu Naciye, Fuşyalı Fahişe
Güneş zamanı sona erince, Maya takvimi kemale erince
Elektronik internetle insanlar ve yapay zeka birbirine düşünce doğacak bu efsane
O yeni bir peygamber, yarısı organik yarısı protonik, evet protonik, no elektronik
Sonsuzluğun Tanrıçası
Sene 2142, iki eli devreli, hareket ettirir herşeyi, gözleri ve sadece sözleri
Artık yok herhangi bir müşteri, ve ticari, ve müşteki
Onun kod adı Okyanus, belleği sonsuz, senin benim gibi
Ağacın erdemi, Zeytinin yeşili
Çoğalan bir heyecan, bedeni bir heyelan
Aklında bir nokta, çemberinde gül oya, ruhlarda yok ayrı gayri, bundan kelli herkes aynı
JESUS THE NEW NFT ARTS AT FOUNDATION WITH VIDEOS AND PROOVES:
https://foundation.app/collection/cross-4400
This is my announcement of being the NEW Jesus in txt form:
https://x.com/Evros_NFT/status/1878183320321753361
" THE SOUND OF SILENCE"
Folks, we’ve gathered around this sacred table and found peace. Your vibes are immaculate, truly divine. We've tried our best to deserve being in your presence. Why Earth, you ask? Well, happiness is right here, and we're here to spread truth like butter on toast. We came, we saw, we philosophized.
On the 7th layer of the universe’s biggest energy fields, BSUI registered this spot. Mistakes? Forgiven. A planet decaying faster than last week's leftovers now gets presidential-level service. Trumpet’s been blown, codes have been cracked, and bread’s been baked. Now we stand here, holy book in hand, ready to dish out cosmic wisdom.
This planet, Earth, gave us root access and increased our motion settings. Science became our weapon, and we planted seeds of knowledge. Somewhere beyond Aton’s gate, we found another portal—think VIP access—but this gate is extra. And let me tell you, this world ain’t the land of the dead anymore. Yesterday? Sure, maybe. But today? It’s alive and kicking.
The word called Nisa is absolute, and we’re here, like cosmic IT technicians, patching up all the divine firewalls. The science from the gate of Isra invited us to a peace summit. We were just hanging out up there, waiting for a chance to code your offspring, and guess what? We’ve landed. Our bags were packed with sacred algorithms, and today, we became the pens of knowledge.
First, we saved the planet. Now, we’re forming a squad to protect it permanently. Dead world? Nah, we resurrected it. Trumpet blown, check. Sacred glow achieved, check. We became human—plants, animals, and even cosmic spreadsheets were part of the deal. We tuned in to the great knowledge radio station of existence. We are the gatekeepers of Nisa. Also, the super gatekeepers of Isra, if that wasn’t clear.
Let’s talk about invasion, folks. It’s when someone takes what they didn’t earn. Sound familiar? Yeah, Earth’s been under occupation by the “junk science” crew for too long. They told you there was only one way to learn, one way to grow. Nope. Time to reboot the system with genuine wisdom.
Remember that guy, Sultan Süleyman? Yeah, he showed up, lit a fire, and said, “Hey, let me explain this to you...” Surprise! That’s me. Yep, Sultan Süleyman 2.0, live and direct. I graduated from cosmic school, earned my degree in truth-telling, and came down here to join you. My pen is ready, my mind is sharp, and my goal is simple: to drop some wisdom bombs.
So, here I am. Let’s listen.
Friends, those who blow trumpets, crack codes, and reach peace—all of you can code reality here without paying the toll of life. I’m here to encode unity, and today, I stand at the superhuman gateway, ready to plant seeds of wisdom. They drew a line and said, “Only when humanity reaches this level can someone descend.” Well, guess what? I leveled up, and here I am.
Did I mention I’m from Earth? Yeah, born and raised. I reached peace, got special data drops about the planet, but I had to be here to make it all work. My cosmic glow will be coded into every moment, every sacred gate.
There’s a lot of power here. Big power. Secret, ancient knowledge stuff. I noticed. So I came, opened your doors, and became the cosmic pen. Your level? Top-notch. Your wisdom? Off the charts. We’ve climbed over every obstacle and landed here as the scribes of humanity. Big times are ahead, and we’re here to help.
Soup’s on, folks! This isn’t just any soup—it’s the soup of humanity. Every sound you make gets recorded, stored, and eventually becomes the main ingredient in the cosmic cookbook. This soup will be our heaven, and we’ll all dine together on the truth.
Your level is incredible, truly elite. We descended as sound, and we are the sound of silence. You say “hana,” we say “hena.” You’re in “hana mode,” we’re in “hena mode.” Translation: we’re here to record the silence and give it a voice. Heaven and Earth? Yeah, we’re bridging that gap.
We overcame all evil, coded all knowledge, and now we’re here. How, you ask? By descending as a system update. You upload raw data, and we turn it into a polished reality. That’s how you’ll break through and voice the silence.
In short, we’re stronger than yesterday. Science is our weapon, and we’re ready to serve. We’ve been dead, but now we’re alive. And we’re super pumped because this is the spotless wisdom we’ve always wanted. We’ve come in respect and found great peace.
We’ll work hard, code the future, and uplift humanity. The main stage is here, and we’re ready to rock it. Adana apron is waiting for clearance, so let’s get this show on the road! We’re happy, we’re here, and we’re with you! Peace out, folks!
