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                        Was Originally The God of the Gods I shall
                        change seawater into honey? 
                        smelt the stone into the gold? 
                        the bitter is namely sweet? 
                        the sun is born from the womb of the
                        night. 
                          
                        Oh, my God?No matter what if you are
                        really the God 
                        Oh, the devil! No matter how many
                        tricks you have 
                        today, I am neither living nor dying 
                        I want to put you all into the golden
                        tripod of time. 
                          
                        I am originally outside of the earth 
                        I will leave one day 
                        although I have forgotten many years 
                        but I woke up finally today 
                          
                        From a little drop of water 
                        the world came into being 
                        It was originally a tear of mine 
                        I was originally the God of the Gods . 
                        4.30.2011 
                          
                        The
                        World Is in a Box 
                          
                        The world is in a box 
                        the little timeworn world 
                        the countries of Lilliput 
                        the President of the king's prime
                        minister 
                        those kings?premiers and presidents 
                        those dwarfs in the scroll of times
                        picture 
                          
                        They do not believe the additional sun 
                        both like a diamond and like gold 
                        make you warm in winter 
                        make you cool in summer 
                          
                        Neither have they seen the sweet ocean 
                        nor have they known heaven outside time 
                        forgotten those gods who like mountains 
                        are the ones the former ancients owned 
                        9.1.2012 
                          
                        The
                        King of The Diamonds 
                          
                        The sun was rising in my
                        breast 
                        I woke up finally 
                        said goodbye to the night's
                        nightmare 
                        the world was lit up by me 
                        this is actually the real me 
                          
                        There is no longer day and night 
                        there are no longer newborns and death 
                        I got myself back 
                        before there was no earth and heaven 
                        I have existed from the beginning 
                          
                        The world is just my works? 
                        a picture, a poem 
                        a symphony. 
                        Give me a stone 
                        I will turn it into the king of the
                        diamonds. 
                        9.3.2012 
                          
                          
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