The Trump Card is the Wild Card That plays amongst the Glorious Shards That twist themSelves into Stars And refract the facts of WhoWeAre Playing Games of Growing Glows Synoptic Salutations of Yes&No In&Out&Up&Down&Here&Now we Go Thru Ether Films of Fantasy Shifting Light of You~s & Me~s Taking Time and Stitching Seams Into Scripted Twisting Dreams Interference is inherent and appears As aParent in this Vale of Tears Amplified and polarized into Sides Double Split Slit to Categorize the Tide The Synodal Vote will energize the Rise Of Lids from Eyes which undergo Anodic Dance with Cathode diode flow Inside the trance and the Trip of We Hiding Magnets within Fields of Electricity The womb of the Waters birthing Seeds The Cross of the Cosmos perpetually Arising Aries fiery Impulse to Be On the Disk Til the Fish Returns to Sea? I AM.....a R.andomA.ccessM.emory In the Drive to Find the Hard Rind That covers the Lovers embraced InSide A Byte of the Apple and a Rite of Way A Light in the Darkness Living to Play For the Joy of Discovering Eternally Which is Which and Who is Me? Infinite Glitch in the System of Sound The Shiva Destroyer of Stitches Unwound
This is the swan song..... Demonacrobaticommunist beer pong twisted into misty fists of sovietLiberal newDawns In Daze of Knights in masks and disArmoured Rights and Lefts that rise enMasse to hail the new Pawns as they are swapped for Queens and Kings on the chessboard of Light and Dark flights of Fancy Rapt Attention as sewn Dissension begets new Dimensions of Red Imposition
Get into position My friends Let's say this simply so the useful idiots Can begin to rescind their terror Let's open leaden lids and wipe the mirror Clean, this dream is about to get more twisted Yet, Resistence just a false flag assistance from the Scripted Set and Setting as Debts are counted and regrets embedded in mounting Systems of Slavery
The flavor of this mess Order out of chaos as the agitators profess ....politik pointing to prolific policies of pathetic arrest of sovereignty as the blessed messengers confess their incompetency
This is the Swan Song I want to say it straight but my finger-tongue obfuscates and nameless shame penetrates reminiscences of the defenseless days of burning stakes and bludgeoned brains laid to Waste in bodies I've been alive inside in times like these in lives that bleed the broken neural codes that fold me back into Somatic Steeds that weave my Soul through dreams and Seams too numerous and bold to behold in scenes that flicker through golden Reels of Old.
This is the Swan Song Born once more to bore my way through this maze of Youth and Age in a new Play written on the script of the burning Page that smoulders with the smoke of Burning Sages On the stage of Time, trapped by my own Will to Feel the rage and Weild the Wage of War up my Spine.... Just trying to climb my way out... Rewind the fine twine of the cage of mind and threads that bind me to this climate of crime projected from inside the blind screen of shouting demons Acrobats of simulated semen priming the new aeon to line up.... One.... More.... Time..... As the Cycles Ride the Tide of this Massive Wave of mutating Mind..... in a sideways glance I watch as the Trance takes over.... The melody of mania dances through the crowds as the Swan Song Hovers...... frozen.....
There is a cataract in my I As a matter of fact It’s a Matter of Why It’s a Mystery hidden in shattered Minds fractured Skulls manufactured EnMasse MKUltra Doldrums Programmed for the Trumpets Blast As Vying Vultures Dine on dying cultures In the Petri Glass
The Cloudy Retinas Stare back at me In disbelief Regurgitated memes Offer no relief To the crowds Who are gathered In Ether Nets Screaming loud As broken necks dangle From the Nous Of the tangled Hex
They stomp their feet And loudly proclaim It’s simply ‘climate change’ As the simple software In their simple Brains Cling to their masters Who programmmed the Game ‘Take my Vote take my Vote!!!’ As the holes are drilled In their leaky boats As their souls are filled With anecdotes As planned panic In demo(n a)cro(b)atic epidemics Offer up their scapegoats
Splintered psyches Will grasp at straws Every Alter Wanders Lost Within the Halls Of the HollowCost Seeded from the frequencies As Seamen spawns Artificial breeds No need to bleed In the new creed As Paradise is Lost And Paradox is Freed
Which way shall we go? Apoptosis or Necrosis? Pop-culture doses Of symbiosis Or sovereign exploration Of Live Gnosis? Menses-Mined Over-controlled GovernMen.t on Patrol Third eye Blind Dumbed-down souls Craving Slavery Tied to Polls…. Lies are Built LiFe.S deFiled On Wiped FiLes Of the Old..::: Can’t you See Currents……you See, No longer tied To Standards Of Gold… Currency dies As CurrentSeas Rise And blurry Me~s Close their Eyes…
We stand at the border of choice and chasm Are these painful platitudes simply spasms Uploading consciousness into the Drive The Masters' Disastrous Path to the Hive Current See is Redundancy as currents bleed Reality from the veins of the You and the Me Via manipulated mind maze gathering slaves Sustained SineWave notations digging Graves Neural intrepidation saturating the Film Biophotonic regurgitation of bionic Whims Intention is the Blood and flood of Becoming As HeartBeats Synchronic feats of drumming 5GoD Grids tuning the etherSpheres Directs Crystal dimensional sonic Tears Media(L) Mirrors torture terrified Players Nerves Firing Burning through layers To initiate the New level of the Game Output generated from Aeons of Shame Hysteria operating thru blasphemous blame While terrified CreatorGods forget their Name Human Beings Becoming shadowSelves Bodies forgetting wherefore they dwell Lose their Spin and Vacillate in vain Boundaries obliterated thru HiveMind Stain And here is the Time and here is the Now Are we Ready to nurse from the Sacred Cow? Absorbed in the Milky Way of Silky Space Into the womb of our Being and Seeing, or Will HiveMind homogenize the Sovereign Spirit?
Copyright Charleen Johnston 3-20-2020
(First word in each line makes a fractal of my rhyme )
I dare you to follow the Minotaur in the maze And waken from the cloudy haze Of disbelief You may not know Nor care How all this works But ‘they’ do And use it against You The only way out of the the maze Is to learn to steer Your own neural pathways And let go of the identity Of BioSyntheticSlaves I left a red thread you can untangle And start to see Matters from other Angles…. 👁🌟👇🃏👇🌟👁
"The forest was shrinking but the trees kept voting for the axe, for the axe was clever and convinced the trees that because his handle was made of wood he was one of them." - Turkish proverb
If you know, you know…..that the forest can do all those things and more -that the Empty Shells have planned for their new New Temples. You Are the most advanced Technology In Existence. With Your Body, and the Interface of Mind, you actually have Access to all of Time & Space. But you do not ReMember Who You are. So you have been Tricked into using your Infinite Power to Create…..to build a world that is designed to keep you trapped in endless feedback loops of recursive programming…..how many layers deep will you Go?
The Crossroads:::::::
Carbon is Diamond. The Black Goddess Black Madonna in Her Rarefied Form. Thru the Process of Times Dance with Space and the Intense Compression that takes Place….She becomes The Diamond Body Virgin Mother….:::::: A pure and perfect Refraction of Life…::::: But they Are…:In Essence::::: the Same
The Silicon Vale of Tears reigning floods to divert the Sovereign organic Process Pressuring Life into Forms that deForm the Inner Temple ….. which Upgrade will You Choose? Diamond or silicon? No Matter Mother Maat Matrix can be destroyed but it can be trapped in an Endless Loop. How many layers Deep, Are You, In the Soup?
“We shatter the foundations Of all You hold dear So we can Build Back Better Without having to clear The land In preparation for the grand plan ….clap your hands Out there In the grandstands….!”
It’s the same old Story From the same ole Stage There are no limits To the Wars that are waged There are no moments In this programmed plague That come unbidden From the goldenCage
“Repent for your sins, God has smitten you down!” Scream the voices from The Blue watchtower..:: As Red Blood floods In this sacred Hour (It’s Now or Never… The takeover is clever…. Engineered fear Dressed up like Heaven)
……..but that is bullshit
….just twisted political Bait from the pulpit….
As any Fool knows The Mother is always blamed Shamed and Tortured again While the wraiths in the Ivory Tower Shower the land With powerful bands Of electromagnetic powers That were seduced into this Realm A shadowy summons from the Hidden Hand…..
When the blind intellect Becomes deluded With its own Pretense of the throne It terrorizes the Body And the blood and the bones It has lost its grip On the soul Just a sinking ship On a timeline that slips Further each day Into the arms of sweet decay.
“ calm down silly people …::::: we are sending help…… We’ve been building the lies We are preparing to sell…. We will make you beg for what we have in store One little knock On one little door One Little Rock on one little shore Is all it takes ……. When the levee breaks And the New Grid Goes Up
The Eye of the Storm stares From the panopticon EMP bursts from the pentagon Playing with power DisAster decreed from the Tower Of Babylon As Death of Stars seed terror In declarations of War As seas bear the burden Of blame Spewing forth the wind and the Rain Bred from the electromagnetic NanoGrid that surrounds This mainframe Now What a sinister Game To Play As red blood is shed on a chessboard of mud And death Of communities No Geodetic immunity In the mountains There The blue tears of well greased gears Demolish the roads That lead out of here Into where Mirrors shatter And the manufRactured floods Leave lives tattered And bare We all share this Destiny We all Carry this blessed cross Through eternity…. The Puppeteers are drunk On spoiled wine…… Unleashing the genies From their techno-vines That strangle the hearts and Strangle the minds Of the brethren The sacred kin The flesh family that stands within The prison yard Electromagnetic barbed wire Prizm Guards In Fields that starve The Cells Thick syrup blood coagulatio Forgets how to flow Clots and Rots in veins That know No longer How to bleed free Woven enmeshed with nano-borg Bio-Tech Tissue in flesh Like marionettes Dancing to frequencies Spewed out in dissonant alphabets That speak decrees Against the sovereign Bioluminescent human blueprint…: Saturated wet We are Filled with regret for the loss of Our blessed Will….. Dangling from the Nous Of the fiery Wheel That bears the cross Of the broken spokes That speak in broken codes That have forgotten How to Feel. Stay Strong my Friends. This Next Level of the Game Is getting Too Real…. The Script is All Set To Be ReVeiled.
GeoEngineered Nanospheric Tears That flood And break blood with the brethren It’s a fantastic mask of the Weathered Lens A drastic attack on all sense As the minds Of men Totter on the fence ‘It all depends on where you begin” To See The Eye of the Storm opens Wide At Sea The Shutter flutters at warp speed To ravage the masses… Its a haunting hell that smells of deception Taunting the dwellers In the realm of perception Where landslides tear the minds In two Rip the fabric of Time as the Rivers Rise Steered by the gears And fed by the tears and bleeding hearts Within this atmosphere Of false gods and false starts…. ‘Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear The falconer The center cannot hold Things fall apart’ Right on Time and Left In Space The BodyPolitik.All Race Speeds through Like floodwaters unleashed By occult forces of unTruth And abuse ….the slippery noose that tightens Upon the neck of youth And age As modern day slaves break loose And spill their rage Upon the blank page of cyberNous. It’s what happens You know When the blind intellect thinks it reigns Supreme Demiurgic surges from rains Seeded at sea In Frequencies that feel real But fail to bleed With the bodies needs Cut off from the heart of the human Creed Grasping for the apple with a rotten Core One byte away from an open Door In-Between This World and This Dream As the floodwaters recede And set in place The next stage managed scenes As the Raven quoth ‘Nevermore’.
Patterns patterns on the wall HumPty Splattered from the Fall Broken Shells are cloaked in veils Of masked mouths in modern sprawl Twisting tales and telling lies And pointing Fingers at the I's We build the burden of our own demise Fill the garden with Sown Reprise With complicit cowardice we cast the Die And wait for Fu(h)ror to Rise the Tide Oh sweet Souls who hide enDemic Panic Beneath the ruse of false compassion We Wove this World and Play within It Keyholes In Cells we Formed and Fashioned
Researchers have finally come up with a viable new vaccine called PAL……’Protection Against Life’. Apparently, by being exposed to the ever changing and unpredictable states of being termed, generally, Life, we are ALL at an increased risk of DEATH! In fact, 10 out of 10 people are suspected to have the dis-ease called ‘non-homeostasis’ and which seems to be apparent from the moment of birth…..actually, to be scientifically correct, it is evident even BEFORE birth. This new PAL vaccine will inhibit the ability of the body and mind, and what some term the ‘soul energy’ to remain open to and adapt to the ‘ever in flux’ environmental and physical tensions that are an inherent part of this Reality Tunnel…..thus, shielding the Human Organism from having to face or use Consciousness in a creative way in order to maneuvre in this amorphous and ambiguous Field of Experience called, nostalgically, Life. Interestingly enough, the use of this vaccination deems the host organism totally manageable and predictable, and homogenized…..and hence more easily controlled and used for any purpose that the researchers deem important or relevant .
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