The same Agitators are firing up the magic theatre, pushing buttons and turning knobs and working overtime to Fuel the Mobs, Bolshevism reLoaded, matrix enFolded, collectivism imploding as Moles encoded with socialist roles erode the Souls of the unknowing Voters, masking Intentions through rehashed Inventions of Rights and Conventions that gather attention by viral assistance of this demonic dimension of conspiring contingents....
These disEased Agents of Aggravation have no ability to act with Creation, instead swimming in the Sea of Simulation, repeat repeat repeat after me for your salvation, masked Ablations in the heart of Sensation, Living Libations that destroy all Nations, wandering Lewd in powerful Suits and Red Roots that control Mass Circulation, MediaL translation, teleVision Stations and political Triangulations.....
It's Crowd Control, nothing New, the Next Episode in the Stewing Zoo of the She Brew that's brought to you by Manipulation of the Youth and elimination of the Truth of the Elder Minds who Hold the Memory cards of this TimeLine, wiped fiLes, Lives deFiled, Lies in piles of discarded bones, buried beneath the million dollar homes of the Elite Few who poke and prod the children of God to rise up in False Resistence, to overthrow the Souped up System, and when the Chaos Swallows the Followers and Sells their Souls, the Masked Manipulaters reDefine the Lines and Step inside their Scripted Roles ....
🃏ReWrite the Script and Create a new ZipFile that Opens with Codes that Free the Wild Heart of Sovereignty Within🃏
A piece of you a piece of me flesh is burning rapidly the catalog of life is expired the shopping malls have all hired camouflage adorns the streets angel dust in driving fleets across the streets Brains are scattered torn lives bruised and tattered stinking life in forms of pain left to drown in the acid rain A piece of you A piece of me flesh is burning rapidly
All in a moment A journeys beginning A lifetimes end The vortex starts spinning And sucks me in
The little blue van Is coming to take me away The little blue van Is on its way The dark little man Is making his claim The dark little man Is starting the game
And I don’t want to know What it's coming to I don’t want to know Where it's going to I don’t want to know What she’s going through Do you want to know What I’m going thru
In fragments of moments I am gripped from beneath The cloud pulls me under And removes his sheath There are no words That could whisper this dream That could penetrate so deep And shatter the seams There are no excuses That could remove these stains That could free these tears And resurrect these remains
The little blue van Is on its way The little blue van Is coming to play The dark little man Is coming for me The dark little man Is inside of me
And I don’t want to know What it's coming to I don’t want to know Where it's going to I don’t want to know What she’s going through Do you want to know What I’m going thru
In daydreams and playthings I still see the face In nightmares and daystares I still feel the chase There are no feelings That could understand me now There are no directions To find my way out There is only a glimpse Of a life that once was There is only a shadow Covered in rust
Now the little blue van Is fading from view The little blue van Is Fading from you The dark little man Has Left me alone The dark little man Has turned me to stone
And now I think I know What it's coming to Now I think I know Where it's going to And now I think I know What she’s going through Do you want to know What I’m going thru
To open lids that bear the weight Draw the blinds of heavens gate The freedom of the soul at stake Map divides and rides the fate With open fire and open raids Different masters gather slaves Lines crossed and lives lost To pay the boss of HollowCost Build the golden cage of WAN The Magic Sigil mocking Man Future timelines spreading thin On tangled drives that hardly spin Fiery flames that speak in tongues Crimes of war on old and young To bind the hands and steal the land Lock the grid with invisible bands The frequencies provoke the nodes Grid of lies and spoken codes And human minds on overload Close the blinds as I~s implode The marionettes dance and sing Bars and towers ping and ping The cells and souls of everything Splintered by the tyrant kings Mind is fractured and mined for ore Is tied in twine and torn some more Prism sanctions and signals of war Guard the hearts that swim to shore Electric shock as flocks are fed Fence of fire as bodies are bled In majestic hues of blue and red Magnetic murder in the marriage bed Fields manipulated by deoxy lies The earth is scorched far and wide Herd is ushered back inside Is hushed and censored and left to die Murdered by masters trapped in the game As disaster manufactures by flood and flame Foundations that crumble and tumble again Built from the bones and the burdens of men For a new infrastructure to trap the souls Smart cars and dumbed down roles Cities built upon wiped files of the old In virtual prisons as decisions unfold A new catechism for the new hybrid minds Stupid little lies for the deaf and blind Game is reset as the players decide Whose spirit will remain trapped inside Time for the sovereign to reclaim the throne Has to be done by the Self Alone Come to your senses and reMember your oath To be a beacon of beauty and truth Burn in the fire of initiation and seed The holy secret of hearts that bleed Stage has been set lights have been dimmed ..::::…the Story is a glorious Trick of the Lens…:::..
Charleen Johnston 1-8-25
(First word in each line makes a fractal of my rhyme)
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eyes cold as ice a storm in another time peering at the dreams frozen in rhyme Madness makes masters of men who wake up learning from the dreams that free them from the muck
crazy little girl crazy little girl paranoid hypnotized by the world swept away swept away lost inside the void
A heart as warm as fire burning- alone, alone dreaming, flying higher outside the lines she roams wake up, wake up see the inner skies awaken your fragile heart for freedom from their lies
Crazy little girl crazy little girl lost inside her world freedom without freedom within wake up, little girl let the world in.
Where in this existence am I? Out wandering beneath the sapphire sky? Crawling on my knees digging in the dirty disease of life taking turns with god in the neon light of the turquoise dream finding the ocean beneath the stream my eyes bleeding from constant sight unwavering in the dark of night. Countless days I've spent in vain bathing in the acid rain peeling my skin from my brittle bones plastered to the iron stones of Life. Where in this existence am I? A diamond in the sunlit sky? Casting my shadow across the barren ground pretending to be a god in the world that I have found? Inside the embryo I wallow in blood awaiting the push of the eternal flood into a life where feelings are stone and bitterness of the unanswered quest leaves me cold and alone.
Baby I've come to a clearing in the forest Of my mind Searched every nook and still I've Come out behind But I'm Never too scared to try again Here comes the sun when I go Deeply within my self And only you can show me how To love I've lived behind glass and now I'm Above What I was before I met you.
…Who knows and who cares anyway (some might say) because only God knows the way- hmmm... I'm only a child weak in the knees self contaminated speck on deck for a new kinda ride stuck inside the high wondering whispering watching the clouds roll by talking quietly to myself pulling the appendages off my body one after another until I am just an inch tall....
It’s time to go Down Inside Within Echos and grins Of times Long ago Again
It’s time to pull The threads Loose Untangle Heads From Nous That dangles Too close To this
Tapestry
Wrapping me in silken Cocoon Memories Like Maters Milk Born from blood In Tomb Torn from Moon And Madness And trapped Floods In veins That ached to bloom But instead Lay dead In ivory bed Dreaming Of Red
Monsoon
Twisting tendrils Of ancient crimes Broken chimes That signal Doom As Woken slumber Fumbles With moods
Folds number And name Into games Of Me~s & You~s
As Bodies lie bruised Shaken from truth As soul Let’s loose It’s claims Of Youth
We were young lovers eyes peering out of darkness hearts swelling teardrops drifting through the walls of our souls reaching out from nowhere hoping for somewhere to rest to resign long battles tearing open flesh where pain was born long weary nights wondering at the maze of thorns inherited over time over mountains of desperation
We were young lovers fearing ourselves twin flames of craving engaged in a dance of dreams entwined by an invisible thread dangling unseen on the path of our souls.
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