Hush Little Baby Don’t You Cry

“I’m with the That One
I’m with the This One
UnFriend Me Now
If You’re not with The Same One”

Why say such, it’s lack of courage
If you want to break the Tie with Others
Just Do It…
Do it Blatantly, hit that button
Tip tap those keys
Delete the Imaginary Friendship
That lives behind the Dumbscreen
Stop asking the Other
To do the job for you
Passive aggressive pacification
Wrapped up in Delusion

The Eyelids are heavy
From Fighting the Fog
The Myelin too Thin
For the Mind to Behold
That which percolates within the Field
The ElectroMagnetic Drag that breeds The Sag
And breaks the Seal
….leads To broken Lives Within The Lie
UnOpened Files in the Hard Drive
The Sweet MeatSuit unZips
And drips from the Hive
“The Land of Milk & Honey”
Or the “Best Milk & Bread that Money can buy”
Or Steal
Human Biofield wrapped up in sudden zeal
The frequentSeas sign the deal
And Stage The Set
As the broken Nets
Are all Set
To be ReVeiled.

The EyeMage.Is
a Script
A Synaptic Aleph-Bet
Written by Adepts
Of the Photonic Neural Net
-Working overtime
To Hush Little Baby Don’t you Cry
And pull the Covers over Sleepy
Wittle I~s

CLJ 1-27-26

The Time has Come to burn the Stage

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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