Old junk new junk. Part 27 of

The Sun is rising. What a start of the day! What a start of the day! The Sun insures us Life. Sky insures us protection. That’s what we must restore.



Welcome onboard. Welcome upon Ulysses V, the sanctuary of worthy art, the pro-creation harbour, the haven of Redemption.



I am darth ghost wishing you a comfortable stay upon my creation. You are reading Old junk new junk which are gonna be the next holly scriptures of this world. Through them we can understand where human beings have gone wrong.



Today dear readers and Poets and Artists of this world, dear folks we continue our quest for world supremacy. As I have earlier stated if we continue like this, the human mind will abolish itself and by doing that we our slowly heading for destruction.



I am of understanding that we must restore the good old days. I am darth ghost gonna bring you back some senses to your pumped out oppressed slave life. All you have to do is keep on reading my stuff until you start spreading Sky. Until that moment I will haunt you down as to bring back some sense to your pumped out oppressed slave life.



Let me remind you I don’t give a f*ck for your petty feelings, your luxury and comfort. We must slowly work on restoring the good old days, we must slowly let Nature thrive again. We must be very careful how we get to that achievement. It is of utmost importance that we used the natural tools given to us, to do just that. We must bring some senses back to everybody we come across.



We must use our genius as to that achievement. Everybody must do it’s part in it. It’s not as difficult as it looks. Participation should be for people who do their utmost to restore Nature.



Let’s do some Abiding, some Prayer, some Ultimate Glitch. Let this moment be an incentive to destroy the mechanical world view.



















































































































Thank you for having confided in me. Very busy today thank you. Gotta do some work.



Today it’s from the good old Netherlands that I have found my inspiration. As for me it’s everyday a rhyme and everyday a crime called Freedom of Speech. Thank you readers for reading my stuff.



I am darth ghost the one only Muhammad Ali of poetry prose, the Rumi of Grammar, Texan in heart, from Texas wishing you very enjoyable Tuesday. Thank you for reading my stuff.