My minions!!!, My Message

thy heart bid love, style, happiness the golden round, the one life with a fortunate perpetual wink can it be would it aye be oh, how much of thy wrath thou would to grant with no imagination of what comes after life glitters, the rich, the famous, the authority and power, the secured, this you feel love is occulted, so it may be, yet be rest assured the one is in the mud, the heart to receive, the life to be a gift, the soul thou believe is thither in the sea, a heart that whispers gently with forethought hath the golden round, a golden round that glitters hath its bound, the bound of silver and sands of gold only lives in the camp of the calm and the soul legends are occulted in the mud and shall be willed to be joy that shall be the man for the orb mine minion, lay low, be gentle, love shall join and love shall keep the man with the wings is in deceit the one, the divine is the thorn to their skin receive and be clean, observe and be wit hark to the wind and walk with the meek find not a tail that shall cause thy disgrace be not a thorn of the one that shall flourish the myth that thou regard hard to be real May be the seed that thou cursed to be still be wise, be smart, be the guide of thy own heart next we see, it shall be, a chatter of thy love life