Grand Solar Minimum cycle began...

excerpt from my poem: "Seven House of Emptiness" 

Here comes my Black Sun,
my spiritual love is my pleasure,
my fixed cross,
my harvest is not yet finished,
my karma, my revenge is not over yet,
I'll kill you all one at a time,
until there is justice for me,
in all my dimensional forms ...
but,
you will die the last,
while,
first, you will see the past,
feeling all the pain that you unleashed in me ...