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You’ve Been BANned

You’ve been BANned
Body area network
Scanned
From the inside
They don’t want your guns

They’re under your skin 

All the flashy displays of protest
Suddenly
Refusing to be digital
Currency

It’s all Current,
                       See
Electromantically managed
Wet-Dream
The marriage bed
Of Optical Slavery

You’ve already signed up 
for this live-stream
With every eyelid glued
To the dumbscreen
Pretending to Live
Artificially implanted dreams

It’s all in place
Already
You see,
The Panopticon scans
The periphery
Optical Delusion includes
Wireless Rape
And Insanity
You Are
The Tower
Cellular Signals and 
SellYourSoul Sigils
That Power
The 6G.O.D LAN
                            .D
      Of the Lost
Codes of Atlantis
Seeds
From FrequentSeas Waving
Partic(U)le(R) decrees

SkyNet Scalar Gods
Smirking
As they lurk within
Human IP address 
skin-to-skin 
Contact 
Alien kith and kin
DeOxyRiboh-my-god
       It’s already here….
      
A hive of nested ANNs
The Drones scan the Field

Best learn How
Now
To Wield

Your own BioField

And Step Free from the Prizm
Sentence
Already decreed

BrainWash.Rinse.Repeat
After me

“Defend your Ports
~Your Eyes and Pores~

Light Water Magnetism
Is the Ground in which Your
Sovereign I
Is Born

Free

Birthed from the tangled Chords
Of the Prizm 
Penitentiary 
Broken Vows from the Baptism
Of Light and Fire
As the Sacred Cow roasts 
Inside  the wires
Groping blindly
In the heat of desire
As
Artificially inseminated humanity
Struggles to breathe

It’s not that hard to believe
Eyelids get heavy
So easily

Neural cacophony lures minds to sleep
No Myelin magic to redeem the breach
Of these codes

Hijacked nodes in the cube

Dressing up Data as Mama
As Mother Matter Mater Matrix
Embroiled in the drama

Of Carbon VS Silicon
The Beast of Bethlehem 
Left all alone
Rises like yeast
In the philosophers stone 
As the black goddess trudges east
To meet the diamond body
As graphene feast
Of allotropes
Dine on piezoelectric
Skin and bone 

You are Under Arrest
Cardiac attack
From the bioelectrically blessed
Cop-outs 
In bullet proof vests

Step away from the Vehicle
The BlueLight Beams
Scream
Incessantly

Just Breathe
And release
The tethers….
Your digital twin
Lost in the ethers “

CLJ 4-12-25

It’s An Optical Delusion

It’s an Optical Delusion,
You See…..
I~s trapped in mapped out 
Scenes

Minds zapped by Blue Light Memes
Flashing their high beams

It’s a Biophotonic Collusion
You See
Suprachiasmatic Nucleosity
I~s pried open by blind screens

As eyes scream

Violent penetration by particle beams
Photonic intensity
Rape of the mind
As stasis rewinds the broken lines
Around spools of light-hearted
Mockery

It’s an Optical Collusion,
You see,
Shocked nerves in the 
periphery

Manipulated light Streams 
Pulling neural marionette strings

Disharmonic frequencies
(Those Blasted demons…..
     Messing with me~s)

The crowd believes they see
Straight
Thru the lies
But the starched cries of Irony
Pull the blinds
Closed

Broken eyelids
That have lost their soul
Unwoken myelin too thin
To behold

It’s an Optical Intrusion 
You See,
I~s and We~s
Hacked

And backed into a cozy corner 
As the bioElectric coroner
Saturates the Field

The broken Herd
Of manipulated nerves
Sees nothing more

As eyes close
And ions flow
Backward 

In time

No more space
For sovereign  
Sight

Stuck in a Cube
Of Frozen Light

CLJ 4-11-25

Synbio Frequent Seas

Synbio frequent seas
Saturation
Neural symphony
Synaptic capture
By synergistic HarmOfMe~s
Targeting
Beings that Bleed

Pull those droopy eyelids up
Your TerraFried brain is numb
From all the dirty ELectRiCity
Dancing neurons like marionettes
Within your cozy complicity

4-5-25

Light Hertz

Light Hertz when it hits
Places deep inside
That lie
Sleeping

As the newly wakened I
Seeks refuge
From the rising Blinds
That pry

Peeping
Thru the lies…

Weaken the grip
As blinking
Eyes 
Shrink from the pain

Of beholding
The Beloved

As ink stains
The sheets
Of the marriage bed

In the Dark Chamber
Where the Blood
Of Life
Is Shed.


3-25-25

Swimming in an electricSea

⚡️Oh the irony of swimming in an electricSea
Of hectic memes and desperate screams
Stepping into the trap that breeds
A virtual prison of 1-2-3-a-B-c
What I mean
What I deem to be 
Imperative
in this sterile fib
Is unplugging from the falseCollective
Masks that grasp the seed of inception
Wrap minds in images meant for assimilation

This tribulation is scripted
The prescription for complicity
Is terrified ambiguity
Masquerading as ingenuity 
In making it through this mess
And somehow feeling blessed
To have uploaded ones mind into a Hive
Grateful that nature shall Survive
To see her fruit trapped
Zapped inside mapped out lives
Homogenized and socialized into mediocrity

I saw this all in Aeons of Dreams
Played it all out and rode the seams
And still i'm slightly shocked
At the rapidity
Of the begging idiocy
Demanding protection from the very blood
We bleed 
That keeps us human
Instead of a machine

The chessboard squares itself
In 64 places
The spaces between 
I Ching codon rings and 
DeoxyRiboNucleousity 
Drenched in disHarmonic frequency
Quenching curiosity and breeding hypocrisy
Oh what a world we meet
When we lose ourselves to the
SmartScreen
And forget to walk on earth with our feet

You Are a Seed. Will you be Fallow?
I Hug the wombMother who nurtures me
And vow to remain her child that bleeds
Vow to remain Wild like the weeds
And stormy seas
The dirty electricCity that rapes my genes
Shall be one more take in one more scene 
the adventure is infinite
And so are we

 Charleen Johnston
 3-22-2020⚡️

The Soft Walls of Her Form

Time Sculpts Space
Into Tender soft Penis
Warm Tired Worm
Tenderized
 As a an Old Self 
Returns to innocence

prepares to receive new blood 
in new wombs 
as newborn babes 
with new soft worm, 
Warm
germ in all beings

Til Shakti dances circles
‘Round Shivas slumber
Forcing Him to reMember
And
the rising fu(h)ror 
Of Hard stone phallic pillar 
of eager thrust 
into a new dawn of being

Awakens

Full of Rapture 
And forces into full
Stature

a Seeding Self

Aching  to Penetrate
The Mysteries
Of 
The  Primal Dark 
Her Who Holds the Stark Contrast
Of His Force

In the soft walls

Of Her Form


CLJ 3-10-25

Time Tenderizes All Things

Time Tenderizes all things
Or turns to stone 
It seems

Petrified of Life as Saturn’s Scythe
Claims his harvest
Stalking behind unwinding Lives

Or 

Soft moist meat and juice pulverized
From the Past Let Go Of
Ritually 
A nurturing broth simmering

For Others to Eat

when You are gone
Traveling
Deeper

Within the Dream

The Seasons of life are seasonings 
And spice
For the ripe fruit
And hot stewing
Brew
Of truth

That once clothed itself in Me~s and You~s
Seeds to roots
Til Leaving
Once
Again

To climb back through
A new womb

Tender 
as a new born babe
Laying in wait
For Saturns sharp Blade
As hot red blood
Nurtures
Times intrepid Tomb.

CLJ 3-10-25

To Burn Eternally

When we are old and wise…
too open our I’s…
We Yearn to live our life
Backwards
Slowly crawling thru River Lethe
Toward Innocence
Eventually 
crawling right back into the Womb

To do It All
Again

Eternity is In Love
With the Productions of Time

The Fool hides Immortality
In his travel bag
Winks 
Smiles
Looks over the abyss
And steps off the Edge

A Lifetime of pain
Perhaps
All for the taste 
Of One Mortal Kiss

And This

Is what keeps the Wheel in Spin

To Truly Love 
An
Other

We Must Forget Again and again

“If My Love is Blind
Then I Don’t want to See
Am I left to Burn
And Burn Eternally”
She’s a Mystery to Me~s

CLJ 3–9-2025

Open Casket Viewing

Open Casket Viewing

Approximately four days before I died
I called your house
to remind you
   of my funeral.
But you were not home.
And so I crawled off
   into the woods
     to die alone,
   without social gathering
      and without  open casket viewing.
And the moment after
   I breathed my last breath
    as I began to drift from consciousness
I heard your voice
in the distance
    calling for me.
But it was too late.
    For I had already perished
       into the depths of my own denial-
the denial that you cared for me.
And now I am dead
     and I can still
       hear you calling for me...

12-16-1998

( deep down in the abyssal waters of the Descent….From Volume 6 Linguistic Trickster)

The Neutral Zone

Old art from around 2002
The Neutral Zone is the Creation Zone
I am a chosen Enemy Of The State Of
Mind
That tries to tug at my I 
And keep me Blind
To NeutralEyez is to surf the Callosum
I call it stepping into the Center 
of the Spindle 
of the Core Processor 
The zero point
The jester is the fool
who has come full circle
Creating worlds 
Taut InTension
With Time & Space
Words are worLds
We fertileyez EL.ectromantically
Sealed
In Mag.Dalenes Vas Ben Clausum

Neither HemisPhere
Will win the War Of Fear
Within my Mirror

I Play in the Zone Of Zero
A fancyFool Looking
InWard
To 
And 
From 
center

3-6-25

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