Poetry 2022
**All poetry copyright Charleen Johnston **
A Key
Once
Turned inside
a Locked Heart
Here
In this Space
Where the Water fell from the Sky
And traced
tears on a face
That forgot how to cry
A Scene
That is Now
For a Moment
Frozen
In Time
As the Dreaming Dervish
Of an Empty Mind
Let’s Go
And
Spins and Begins
To Follow
The Path Again
That
Tore the Skin
From
A Body that Bends
And Ties that Bind
Souls Within
That
Try to Hide
1-3-22
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Omicron=micro 0=micro womb( omega-macroWomb)
NanoWombs are Filled with artificial
frequency mined gestating Beings…
Mind of Intelligence Artificially
stimulated and disEmbodied….
Birthing Now Enmasse
In 2020 the Birthing process was Crowning…
Corona-Crown-
MicroWombs inside each Body Cell
made into a prison a prism
a refracting Schizm-
dark Crystal Matter -The Phallic Needle
Seeding Frequencies that
supersede the Need for Bleeding
As crystalline silicon matrix implodes within
Guided by Wetikos Program
Exploding MacroMatrix of HuMan
Design
We are back here
Again
Peter piper heading for the cliff
Shepherding souls adrift in the myst
Aquarius dimensional shifting alternate timelines
Slipping thru portals
In each cell
In each body
In each Takeover of
deoxyRiboNucleic Script
The chance to reMember
the disMembered parts of Self
trapped in Trauma
Fragmented
Each person in charge of their own Soul Retrieval
As each person is a Piece
Of the Larger Body Polis
In mass fractured trauma
But distorted Aquarian disassociation
Leads to further entrapment
In Alter Personalities
Alter Earth Paradigms
Altered Births Inside
MicroWombs
omicrons Implantation of
Nanotechnological Babies
Born within your own sPhere
Of Fear
Of Phosphors
Tears
Turning Gears
Electromagnetically
Steering
The MacroWomb
Omega to Alpha
And back again
1-29-22
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As the Mass Injections turn each Individuals Cells
against themSelves,
macrocosmically,
Each Cellf in the larger body Polis
is turned against itSCellves….
The Autoimmune System Fractally consistent
Insistent on Division
The Masses that Tower the 5God Grid
Enables the Upgrades
That enSlave the CultURe….
Rising like yeast in MiniPetri Dish Feasts
As your Deoxy Dines on AI Nano Treats
Self assembled within your Tissues
Upgrading your capacity
to be programmed rapidly
As the trigger is flipped and the switch is ripped
As the Zip File of Life is reMapped
Into an artificial embodiment of
A distorted delusion
That saps
The soul
From
Your
Blood.
LoopUs right back to the beginning
Again
AutoImmune Caught in the Loom
Of the Web of ‘doom’
2-3-22
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I live in a spectacular natural battery
I live in a womb
I live in Hygieias chalice
Entwined
By the serpentine flow
Of Life Energy
Thru natures Spine
When you understand electromagnetic energies
and this earth playground,
you know why you chose to Inter Carns Nation
in this blissful unique zone of wonder...
There are large amounts of iron ore in these mountains
This Mountain ring within mountains
This valley within a valley
Surrounded by the Sinuous sine wave of flowing water
Oh Shenandoah ….
Wrapping itself around like
A Kundalini serpent
Bowl of Hygieia
Churning the synapses
And bursting thru somatic
Maps
The Poiesis of space
In this chaotic time
Of birth
What are you gestating….
In your fractal fugue of fantasy,
what iMages are percolating
That eject from your vocal
Womb,
what do you allow in
to your Somatic Alchemical Furnace room?
What have we birthed from our wombs…
in our eternal foray into Time….
we have each birthed monsters….
from our loins and from our mouths….
As well as beauty.
Can we forgive ourselves
and reclaim
those chimeras?
Can we have compassion
and defragment the hard drive….
let the soul fly again….
2-4-2022
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Somatic Trauma Work…my ongoing love affair with Pain
Four Hours in this waking reality
Time-frame
Of intense Somatic Trigger Point
Pain
Bodywork and Descent
Into the Inner musculature and armature
And inPrizmMent
Of my StoriesInTimeSpace
Trapped and held
In my Shape
Navigating landscapes I had
Forgotten
But which had not
Forgotten Me
Twisting into the aching pain
Of the waking strain
Of aeons
Of Trying to See
And Dying to Be
Free
To Bleed
The Agony and the Ecstasy
Of nonLinear Destiny
Wrapped around the core
So tight
We cannot fail
To recognize
The Fight
We locked away
In Prizm Cells
In Somatic Shells that protect
The Seed
As dramatic deeds and
Infected Dreams
Plead
To be Released from these
Semiotic Seams
I cried as the Memories of Me~s
I’ve tried to hide
Spoke again
From the infinite fractal
Face
of wide-eyed Time
In a Space
I created
In Order
To wake the blind
Embryos
Of Selves in Sides
Of Chaotic crimes
So they could swim free
In rising tides
Of harmony
As I unBind them
In this fugue of MyStory
Mysteriously unfolding
Before Me
2-5-22
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I am a Solar Cell
A Battery
Of Souls & Selves
Charged
By the Holy Dweller
On the Threshold
Of Heaven & Hell
A Matter
Of Patterns
In Stories I tell
Seen thru Eyes
And Mind
And Why’s
Man
Follows
Behind
Tides that Swell
As Time
In Spaces
And Faces Foretell
The Climbing Vine
From Immortal Well
Of Life
Divine
2-20-22
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And here .it.is. The Daily Dose.
Now.
The I.Clouds. Your thinking
The rounds
Of the jab.berwocky~s sounds
Linking
You to the ANN
The neural net in the 5G.O.D LAN….
D of the lost
Codes
Of Atlantis Seed
Are We
We are
Thee
Endless loop of Reality
The Self Created
Still
Somewhat Free
To Bleed
….
It’s all Inside You…
Delivered by the Spermatic Phallus
of the Needles Tip….
insertion of the new Sidewinding Trip
thru the Blood .t.Issues
that Network your Reality.
Drip drip.
2-20-2022
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Can't see three inches beyond the Nose
Stick the Head back inside
the NetsFlickering glows
And hide
The Script rips right thru the Frame that claims
We
The whips and chains that hold the brains stain
the shroud that covers the remains….
Taken by the hand and walked right thru
the Promised Land
Oh how the mirrors and fearers and sinister
Steerers
Of public outrage and Power Outages and rising
Prices of Diminishing Tears
Are displayed
Across the pages
While burning Sages
War with the Wages
Of Sin
S
Here
IMages
Planted within Synaptic Enslavement
3-3-2022
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I am trying to slip through
The Mourning Dew
To be born to you
But the Electric Cord
Is wrapped too tight
Around my neck
I am dying to finally emerge
To feel the surge
Of Somas Purge
But these hectic chords
Are poisoned with spite
From clinging too tight
To the wreck
4-5-22
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Where will this feeling take me
Will it make me into love?
The open noose
Hangs like fruit
From the ripened Wheel above
My open mouth
Crying out
As milk of Mother spills in anger
Over My tangled tongue
4-5-22
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cycles
Ding dong it’s here again…:
The cyclic toc of where and when
The scythe of Time below the skin
As Mirror Minds its crimes within
4-7-2022
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The Thing is
It’s never quite so simple as Bliss
As lips part to whisper the kiss
Of creation
Elation drips in desperate twists
Of sensation
Buried in Underground Cells
As maps to hell
Turn ink to anger and Self
To Stranger
Hiding from the empty shell
Of danger
As One Thing
Becomes
AnOther
4-7-22
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“We think in between the joints”
Entire universes spread out like Time
As Space hides Selves lost in sockets
And held in rhyme, woven…wrenched
From the mind and hidden in pockets
Within the spine, the hips,
The Shouldered relationships
That bear the burden of Other
Ways, to know here, to feel, hear
And peel clear of stagnant flesh…
Just one. More.Deep. Breath.
Laying prone in a sea of flesh
Held together by pure force of Will
In a dance with past Feels and Reels
That loop and tangle and twist
As The feedback strangles the bliss
Of Letting Go into the abyss
Of the Space between
The floor
and Me
As Self is reCentered in between
The open Doors and open Seams
Of I and Thou
And dancing dreams.
I release…. The tight grip
That has ripped me apart
For 41 years
Held together by pure force of Will
In a shifting atmosphere
Of dizzy atoms here
Playing tricks of light
In a mind held so tight
The body rebels…
Swelling with the trapped rage
In masked pages of the Word
That Stages the painful dichotomy…
Seams so loose
It all spills out of me
Chaotically
I seem to lose autonomy
Christened by the insistence
Of my Fascial Lobotomy incised
By internal programs
That overRide
Who I Am
And climb thru the cavernous
Space
Between the Fleshy Creed
That plays at Being Me….
It Dawns so suddenly
The force of Feeling bleeds
As pounding Heart Seeds frequencies
Illuminating
The maze that traps me….
Dramatic release….
A lifetimes unEase freed
As the iron grip can no longer hold
I leak right out of the mold
And gather
In a puddle of matter
And Mater and Mother
And matrix
Of Self & Other
And Open to the Fugue
As the Swoon subsides….
And There
I Am
Peering In
From Outside the Lines
Where Dark matter
Claims the Mind
And Patterns
The Play
Of Somas Shame
As it falls into the rhythm
Of psyches Game.
5-14-22
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We wait our whole lives for this
Morning light strikes my lips
It’s a kiss I don’t want to miss
It’s it’s own kind of bliss
When the sun rips my mind to bits
And fists let go
of the need to know
Why the seeds we sow
Grow into deeds that show
Just how little of our roots we know
As saltwater tears turn into mist
Our stories Rise from the black abyss
And sing our scars into soft lips
That open like flowers
Held in the spell of Life’s deep Power
As tongue touches wounds so deep
The blood and the salt trickle thru sleep
To dream of a Well that will topple the tower
As Green Man reclaims the game again
And turns Hours into Nows
That are forever Ours
Somehow.
5-30-22
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It’s so cryptic
Hydrogen Oxygen
Lipstick stains
Lovers Pains
The Waters Anew
Spoken Soul in Silica
Frozen
Waiting for glaciers
In galactic rows
As woken snows
Tell the Story once again
Full Circle
AnArctic miracle
Of Man’s majestic
Game
Stone Record Keepers
Hold the forms
Shame and storms
In cells and deoxy-
Rib-oh…..of Atoms Eve
Twist into mystery
Again
It’s so cryptic
The Mother is made of
Soul…..Matter Maid
Of Soil
Patterns playing
In Paters Pole
As Papas role is
Two Die
Diced in wiFi
Spliced in techno skies.
6-6-22
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You can call them
He Or
El or Shiva
Or even
Well…
God….
Perhaps Electricity…
I will say
Sacred Salacious
Spermatozoan
SineWave
SUperluminescent PsychoBioBabe
Sparking Time
For Selves at Play.
You can call them
She Or
Magdalene
Or Shakti- heavens
Bride & Queen
Goddess of EveryThing…
Perhaps Magnetism…
I will say
Sacred Salacious
Womb of Creation
Sultry SineWave
SuperMatterMaterMotherMatrix
Making Spaces
For Selves at Play.
The MagIC MagNet of MagNificent
MagIcians
So ELoquently ELevating ELemental
ELect
In.perfect.matrimony.
harmony.of.stars.as.shards.
Of.wave-ing.bards. Sparked.
Into.Partic.ulars.forming.worLds.
As.words.disturb.the.silent.stillness.
Of.the.Unobserved.as.the.raw.nerves.
Of.Magdalenes.body.exposes.pure.
Mirrors.of.Magnetic.Seers.ELect-romantically.
Sealed.into.secrets.pretending.
To be.
Here.
Now.
Breathe.
6-20-22
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Don’t they know?
They are all just electromagnetic pulses
All just embryos in the body
Of motherMatterMaterMatrix
Placental playscapes practicing for ultimate
Power in the Now
Or Never
Don't they know?
They all suck from the teat of the Same name
What’s the Formula for this false Game?
What’s the concoction that allows the blame
To be placed outside
Fingers pointed in chiding derision
Forgetting that the Self
Makes its own decisions
And needs no Other to order decrees
A sovereign Being earns its degrees
On the zodiacal wheel
No permission needed from any
Pretense of Real
Power
This is Ours
It’s now and Flowers
Unfold when the hour is too old
To cower any longer behind the soul
Of latency
The Elect of Life
Electricity
Spermatic emphatic God of pregnancy
Sparks divine creation
In Magnetic womb , Magdalenes elation
To carry the sonic boom
Of natures embodied satiation
Sacred
Sacred …..
Scared with hatred and fake matrix
Manipulation
They all scream
All hide in foggy dreams denying
Their own hand in this plagiarism
The Cluster of Cells where
In-dwells the Hint
Of sacrificial embodiment
Asks only to hold the mirror
Do you know?
Do you know Who you are?
Are you a gob of flesh
Staring into the abyss of imprisonment
Angry at fragments of your own
Disillusionment?
Fears and tears and shame from years
Of traumatic wounds
And dismemberment?
Are you a pulsing electromagnetic spectacle
Of stardust impregnated into the divine mother
I-And-US
Unfolding embryonic supersonic lust
For Life
Wandering Waves of cosmic Dust
Dancing the dream of Being
As Body
Bleeding with the intense need
To See
The True Seed that grows within
This multidimensional PlayPen
Again and again.
What’s the Formula for the artificial
Algorithm
That tosses you to and fro
From -ism to -ism
Falling prey to the slayers
Of minds beauty
And truth
And dangling your sovereign self
From the tight noose
Of proof
That red fish blue fish
One fish two fish
Keeps the Me
And the
You
Twisted
Into dichotomy
Wishing for ancient sanctions
So patiently
Doctoring reality
To give permission
To step out of this glistening
Wet-dream
Steeped
In sterile
Seeds
Injected into bodies
That no longer
Bleed.
Free.
The Self.
And
See.
Differently.
6-28-22
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Implode the Nodes
and Braid the Waves
and Free the Self
from the Ritual
Masquerade
that worships the Salutations
of Modern Machine Slaves
8-1-2022
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The electrification has been ongoing for so long…. How about turning on even more satellites and human bio—el-Mag-disrupting signals to masquerade as terraFried Viral Lies ….. the electro-smog of signal pretending to be a LightBeer with Lime…. Waxing lyrical as Va$$ing hysterical decoys play at Being ProFound …
Bandages coming unwound
Blood too thick
Like syrup
Congealed inside trying to hide
From the Tide
EL. Waving
As MagDaLene cries in hazy
Pages of Mystery
Unwritten
In twisted Sages
Burning
In kindled phrases
Of Genocide.
By golly scooby doo
Red Herring
Is still at it
Waving Static from Wizards Wands
And fake suns that Steer
Fear Enigmatic Tears
Too scared to
Stare
In the mirror of Truth
The Electric Gods return
In the Invisible rainbow
In the shape of an Urn
As the human
bodies
Continue to Burn
And turn
Inside
Out
As the Flame
Of Sovereignty
Flickers
Out
CLJ 9-5-22
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::::in the ‘Space’ of a few years
we have entered
another layer of the Fractal,
the AI Synbio a Practical Master ,
encoded within the Genes,
Unfolding the Dirty Laundry of
Epigenetic Streams
What a Quandary…..
The Simulation Serves itself Up
As the Main Course
The Feast
That Codes the Beast
Of Graphene
As Carbon Elite
Remakes itSelf inside our
Sweet Meat
Suits
Our Organic FleshBody
Now Synthetic Neural Mesh
Oddly
Plodding along
Trying to ReMember the Earth
spirits
Original Song
Welcome….. to the next
Stage
Of the Grand Game
It’s Time
To learn to Play
With a New Set of Tools
I Don the Guise of the Fool
The f.UnWise Jester
That unties the Lies
And Gestures
And whispers
The codes of the Rules
That are breaking
Down
The Fool plays Jester to the Clown
As the throne bemoans
The Loss of the Crown
Coronal Mass Ejection
From the SunKing
As the Curtain
Goes
Down.
9-18-22
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More and more Pre Script Scions
Attempting to make your Hu-
Manity.mility.mor. Take a further step
InSide the RoboTide of NanoInsanity
…../
AI MetaStatize i n g. your fretting mind
Begetting blind absorption
Who Needs a Heart
After all
Step inside the Modern Thrall
Y’all
11-21-2022
BlissNinja 