We are the Infinite Ones
Each of us were birthed
from the eighth sign of the eighth house
Our photosynthesized roots
kissed by the rays of Sun-Ra
Procreated creation
In the infamous year of 1617
our struggle through the Diaspora
made way for what we now know as
the Age Of Infinity
We've attacked this time in history
leaving our distinct mark
in magnificent rainbow spectrums of all races
and rose like a phoenix from the ashes
soaring like an eagle through time and space
Conquering the stinging truth of our perseverance
For we are the Infinite Ones
We are everywhere, but not everyone sees us
We are vocal, but not everyone hears us
Only the few intimate perceptive observers
can feel and know our presence
our aura gives off a life force
that transcends spiritually
and has the two-fold power of healing & destruction
for we must tear down the negative & rebuild the positive
Our existence charges us to change taboos
and teach the secrets revealed from the tree
of the knowledge of good & evil
Yin & Yang
excess and abstinence
and anything not covered in life's manual
for we are the Infinite Ones
We round out the full twisted circle of our lives
in search of the everlasting orgasm
It's a hunger that dwells deep within us
incurring visions of an ideal sexual experience so torrid
so spiritual and unifying
that it defies verbal description
The male sex is on overdrive
The female counterpart has the versatility of a geisha
We aim to please ourselves and our lovers
Our uninhibited passion fuels us
making carnal knowledge an act worth living and dying for
Love is love and lust is lust
Sex in both of these realms are separate but equal
paying special attention to their respective entities
'cause the fire turns hot when you burn the candle on both ends
But it is the abandon and thrill
that makes it all the more satisfying
for we are the Infinite Ones
We meet the challenges of both sex and danger
carrying a blowtorch while wearing asbestos drawers under it all
Going out in a blaze of glory
into the wild blue flame of existence
but we are not consumed
There's at least one small measure of heat
within the charred ruins after an inferno
The wind stirs up just enough oxygen
to stoke up sparks, in hopes to form
flame after flame after flickering flame
A phoenix always rises from the ashes
An eagle always soars higher than any Earthly bird
The sting of a scorpion always leaves his mark
and as long as you live, you will never forget you've met us
for we are the Infinite Ones
....welcome to our world
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