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Hold YourSelves Accountable

Hold yourSelves accountable my Friends
Your etherNets are holding you In
Breath no longer on You can depend
It’s trapped gasses are masking the Lens
Coming soon to a theatre near You, Truth
Soon the Noose is too tight to cut loose
The fight in your blood, the flight of your tears
Next in line please, 6 feet under Dirty Fears
Installment of Barbed Wire inside your Mind
The mission statement of Ties that Bind
Panic to paranoia to participation in Rape
Room to Escape from the Lies that drape
The soft cloak of terror over your soul
Key to the kingdom hiding in the Whole
To Speak freely and seek freedom Within
Hell as the Spells build Shells around Men
Locked inside electroGenetic technoSkies
Inside Minds blinded by rising tides in disguise
Strangled by dangling delusions of death
Cells compelled to sell their breath
In desperation, inDigNations Fate waiting
Tangled truths twisted by hate in baited
Minds of 01010001111 binary blind spots
The preProgrammed Plot thickens like snot
Flocks mocked in rotting sickness and pain
And clotting like broken neural codes of Brain
Herd huddled in hushed whispers and hiding
In virtual Veins that Bleed, fallow Seeds riding
Shock Waves from crest to shore as Tests
And Blessed Pores Open for more Infested
Horror to drain the Soverign Selves of Man
Within the Collective Decay as time Spans
The Periphery, demands that history repeat
Blocked Pathways as Power plots defeat
Nerves frazzled and bedazzled by Light
Of Illusion refracted from mirrored Delusions
Terror stricken and errors thickened by fears
They fomented, freedom they fled and tears
Chose to shed for blood they bled in vain
This is a test a push from the nest of thegame
There is no Power Greater than your Will
Are you Ready to steady the turning Wheel
No blame no shame no remnants or stains or
Victims are claimed in the Waking Story
The Path is Open the Road is Clear
Mind is aMazed when there is no Fear
Masks fall from Faces who Make the Choice
Silent Suffering transforms into True Voice
Symptoms subside and blind eyes can See
The Immortality of the I~s and the We~s
Puzzled Perceptions Pattern the Way
Pieces return to Wholes in the Play
Are You ready to Birth your own Being
In Brilliant Renewal, Fueling and Freeing
The Seed of your Seeing into the Spirit
Open to Infinity, open to Awe, We Are It
But we’ve forgotten, begotten blind Eyes
The Time has Come to ReMember and Fly
Poisoned hearts must remove the Shame
Bodies and Blood must purify the Pain
No ties can bind the One who Knows, Wakes
Longer cycles turning within Cosmic Makers
Coping with Eternity and Playing with Sight
With Wild and Wonderful Dancing Delight
Chaos of Creation Unfolds and Takes Stock
Of flowering Fields in ElectroMagnetic Flocks
Freedom is The Foundation for All to Play
And Play is the Passion to Pattern the Way
Freedom is the only true Path of Love
Of compassion that lasts and rises above
Self inDwelling in Shells of dense Desire
Too fractured in manufactured woven wires
Trapped by hired hands that block the bliss
Within a mapped-out scripted judas kiss
Their intent simply to help One ReMember
Prizm Sentence of Life as Burning Embers…
Cells as Selves Simply Dwelling in Deep
See? It’s All a Dream of I-s and We~s

1st word in each line makes a fractal of my rhyme

Charleen Johnston
1-30-21

Implosion

As the Implosion starts to gather velocity, reMember to find your Center...
If you're still ConFused and unsure what's Up or a Down, reMember the Ground... Of Being... Walk in the mud and grass with Bare Feet and lay belly to Dirt and hug your Maater, Nurture your microMatrix( body) and Nurture your macroMatrix(Earth) and unTangle the threads of your own Perceptions...don't get Lost in the Fog of all the Deception that surrounds and threatens to smother. The Web is Shaking, the ebb and Flow is making SineWaves of Yes and No.... Believe NoThing and Question EveryThing. Don't let the Distorted GateKeepers DieAgnose you.... Instead allow LiveA.Gnosis to lead you back to your Core.... 

Y o u.  A r e.  M o r e. 

P o w e r f u l.  

T h a n. Y o u. R e a l I z e

Y o u  h e l p e d. B u i l d. T h i s.  G a M e

N o w.      I s 

        T i M e.    I n
 
               T h i sG u i s e.     O f. 

       M  i. N. D

✨🃏🌟👁💗👁🌟🃏✨
Charleen Johnston

Mock the Mockingbird

I like to mock the Mockingbirds
I like to poke the shocking nerves
I like to watch as the terror spits
Out from mouths and fingertips
Clickety clack the keyboard smacks
Lips flapping as vitriol cracks
The surface of the peeling sheath
That hides the blues and blood beneath
That boils with rage and scathing  pain
As one-time-friends wrack their brains
To scold and shoosh and spitefully spray
Their 'told you sos' across the screens
Thinking that they're so darned clever
Forgetting that the pointing finger
Always aims straight toward the mirror
Of their very own demons hiding in fear
Afraid to admit they've been fooled again
By the test of the festering war within
That wears the masks of red and blue
Dressed up in fancy political suits
So lost in the drama they think it is real
The marionettes strings are tangled, my dears
The clarity is strangled by manipulated fear
You believe what you see, you see
Because the Net-Flicks the switch of Reality
And if its on a screen by golly it MUST Be
Real and sudden and Oh No, can you believe?
I saw it with my own two eyes! I swear!
See that footage, right there!!!! 
I told you so! I told you they are bad'...now 
cue the echo chamber as curtain goes down...
Start a new thread and congratulate yourself
For berating your fellows and falling in line
With the pre-programmed WashingOfMind...
You see, I'm mirroring the collective hypocrisy
In my raspy lambasting of this communocracy
Laugh at yourselves and remember you're human
Just like that other person that your poison is harming....

Charleen Johnston 1-6-21

Imagine this, They Say

Imagine….How easily, the Transfer has happened, the downloaded Dimensional Devastation as Humans are Trafficked and Territory is reMapped and trapped in saturated frequencies of ghastly Stories of Limitation….

Imagine this….they Say….coders imploding DNA and neurolinguistically enfolding a New Way To Play This Game…mama and daddy holed up in static attics of decay labeled Nursing Homes and Centers for Elderly Stay…. No hope no more of touch or warmth Just a Cold Sterile Hand to help them to the Grave….no rope in the Storm to pull them to the banks of this River of Pain… We Step Aside…. Pretend to cry about this situation…. The InsemiNation of Artificial PlayStations where Creation springs from binary Minds and Satiation brings no Hope for the Scope of this Trick of Light…..

Imagine this…. Into Being…. They Say….. Knowing the glowing power of the Mind to Create inside the Lines they’ve sketched for your Lives….. But Weight…..Of Flesh is the Gate thats kept in Blessed Stasis , just a magic oasis for the baseless claims to take Hold, the Body is the Key to the Heart and the Soul…. And we’ve left our Mothers and Fathers Dying Alone in the Cold….The Disk Drive of the New Timeline rides on the Wiped Files of the Old…….

Imagine This…. They Say… It’s all for your Safety, stay brave and face this calamity behind 4 protected Bars of Irony, 5G(o)D will project it’s Tyrany in ways that make no Visible Waves , Dialed Up soldiers and Digital Slaves , the Progeny of Pornographic Passageways onto the Mass Stage of Awakening in these Last Days of Reckoning…..

Imagine This…. They Say…. Follow your Bliss this way…electroMagnetic Policy will Insure you remain Protected from Pain… No Stain on that soft Skin, their Claims will gather you In and keep you free from Sin, Sure…. Censored by Siri , Us vs Them in a teary Mirror of Theory that’s clearly mired in Sirius Error and Fallacy thats nearing Idiocy…..

Imagine This…. They say….knowing the Codes that Upload your DNA into the Clouds, the Eyes and the Nows are Portals that Round up the Number of Slumbering Souls that Allow this blundering highBrow crowd to Shroud the Skin of Human Men and Women who Stand up loud and proud to remain on the Ground Of Being, Bleeding and Feeling and Risking the peeling layers of decay, fearlessly slaying the predators who prey on the Shame and the Blame that is created from day One in this Game, resisting the blistering of the acid rain that eats away the brain of sane trains of thought…. Who cannot be bought and sold with cryptoGold and Mined and primed by artificial Lines of demarcation….. Masquerading as Salvation as the Battle begins for this metaphoric damNation….

Imagine This…. They Say…. Resistance is an insistence on endangering your neighbor, a crime to be enforced and punished by Angry gang bangers with trigger happy fingers waiting for the neural slice and splice of the Lightsaber Device that strangles organic Sight and paves the way for the GameChanger of digital deLight. Is this the Wager, is this the Fight? Is this the Dream that Mars the Night?

Imagine This…..they say….. Keep your Eyes on the mediaL Nerve…. But I Say … You Deserve Better…. DeServe unFettered Life that still bleeds and Sings Blessings Together in hordes of human Offering. Imagine Carefully…. I Say…. Because I Mages enCode the Wisdom of the Way and our Power is The Pinnacle of Creation in this Play.

Charleen Johnston
8-8-20

The Modern Thrall

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

Synaptic Rapture of Ruptured Hymen

...the moment you give up the integrity of your own bioEnergetics via the JabErWocky and the like.... You consent to being another Artificial Neural Network in the Hive of the MindDistracted and Infected with Mal(evolent)(soft)Ware that helps to power the new Stage... The Age.... The new Energy Mining Operation ....You Are the Battery, the CellSignal Tower... The SellYourSoul Cellular Sigil in the Ritual...The Rites of The Mass.es underGoing Synaptic reWiring. CollectiveBodyPolitik Mining for Digital Currency through your own Neural HighWays.... The Digital Current Seas are rising... The Waves of ElectroMagnetic PimpMines are Rising.... And You have given up
Your own Will
In the turning of the Wheel
The Game is Inside of You
The RealEstate is not outerSpace
It's InnerSpace
And Time is Space Unfolding
The rhyme
Before
Your Eyes
Our I's
As the Files
             LiFes  harmonize
With the Script
                           U. R. Energetically
Baptized
In the new ArtificeOfLight
InSides of Synaptic Tides
     As the Angles of the Arc
Lead you into the Loop
            To Feed Back your Will
In the Cosmic Soup
                       Kitchen. 

You D.e.c.I.d.E.   
          d.i.c.e. Your Mind
             And d.i.e.  In Time

Holding no reMembraneDance
Of all the Cycles locked inSide
The SineWaves
   Sinews Made Flesh
      Of your Precious Existenz
           Embracing LifeDeathBreath
In a Heart that Transcends the width
And breadth
 Of all you Know
To 
Be. 

Every Body is a Key
Don't let the Locks 
Invade Thee
ReMember your Infinite Destiny 
And reTurn your Sovereign King
To the Throne of your
Wonder and Majesty

Charleen Johnston 
8-4-21

Update/ 9-2022: the Soup we Swim in is SWelling
As the Frequencies Freak and Tweak NeuralsPeak
As Grounding Tethers Weaken within As we Dangle from the wireless Rope  like the Hanged Man 
In a Sequestered Sea of WAN

Games of Woke…and Wake up , Folks!

Oh, Now….it’s Time….. It’s Time and there’s Space to Rewind the film…. The flimsy foothold of the Brash and Bold on this begotten realm…
How many ways shall modern day slaves continue to be led into the graves of their own complacency, ‘just obey! Obey! Obey and it will all be ok!’ They say, wrapped in a silk scarf of compliancy, their muzzles made of murdered dreams and infantile Seeds of sovereignty trapped inside seams that bleed…

Hiding…. Behind ether Names…. Playing games of victimhood while the flood of fallacy fragments further into decaying Shame and brooding blame that puts the icing on the Cake… Games of Woke! and Wake up Folks! RedPills and cheap thrills bypassing the rich inner Yolk of true Union, spoken Spells and broken bells choking on cloaked yells trapped within masked Hells of poisoned Wells of spoonfed minions that dwell on the ledge of opinion , twisting the layers of the blooming Onion into nefarious dungeons of blind blunders that plunder the abundance of this Mother that wonders why her children Hide from the power of Perception that resides inSide the Eye(I)s and minds and hearts and finds no relief from the bytes of belief programmed so deep in Man that the Body breaks down from the demands…..

Take a deep Breath, my Friends……. Ruminate on the Death that stands and keeps Watch, tocking and ticking and picking the ripe fruit with sickles and cycles and scythes that tickle the insides of Time as it unFolds and enFolds the Ties that Bind, flowers that fractal out from Points of Power and Play Pretend….. Play dress up games of going insane and falling from the Abyss, just to wake from all This and reMember the Twist in the Plot, written in when the Byte.n Apple grappled with Sin, trapped the fragile Sense of men into warped parodies of Purpose and Pain, forced maladies of mindfuckery and maim, principalities in forgotten games of shame….and oh…..my…….gOd it’s goddesses in modern bliss of ignorance reminiscing That and This with premonitions of missed Intents fishing for cattle trapped within the Fence of hissing GovernMents…..

Ment is Mind and Menses is Mined and cryptoPirates wind the Time, Watching for Signs as heinous Crimes blur the lines of all that Is and Was and wasn’t for Sale, Scripts ripped down the middle and PreScriptions Riddled with impurity as security is impaled on Alters of vocation, altered vacations quarantined in nations backstreets, blinking Red Warnings as the Burning blood is bled from the Mourning Sun , muzzles on heads that form the glory of the Red Tide, Marks Made on Blind Guise who debate in Time the need for the Chosen to Lead the Cattle to the frozen wasteland inSide.

Breathe deeply, my friends. Untwist the Strands and Stand on your own Two Feet. Life is a Gift, and the reWard is Sweet for reMembering This.

CLJ 8-1-20

Pssst…..

Pssssst.......you're falling right into the trap

     Your tears of.   J o y
               Dancing.   In   S t r e e t s
         
          Your perceived high. In tell i gence
               You.  Are. Clamoring. Inside the ploy
                    You are Meat for the feast 
You dangle

          From the Chain of a stopwatch

                  Toc tic tocking down
 
                      The Game.  Has just begun
                           You failed the test
                   With every attack and fact
                                                             Checked

The beast grows larger and swallows you
     
                       There are no winners
                                   InDigNations fate is spinning
         
                And you are trapped in the vortex
                       Of Assimilation at astounding rate

            The rage will bleed     From 
                  Self proclaimed Victims

And the Agitaters 
      Will do what they have always done

          Incite the Masses
                  Who cry.   Tears.   Of.  Joy.  Now

      
               Tears of terror and hatred later

As the beast they feed within themselves
         Turns its ugly head
                As the red hand rises
                     And the fist attempts to strangle

What's left

      Of an Organic.   Human.  heartbeat

And You

            Danced in the streets 
                Believing you defeated the beast

But the Mirror
                   Of th I
                        Is terrifying

When you finally look inside 

Charleen Johnston 11-8-20

Tik Tok Tik Tok

Old art by me
Tik tok tik tok
Thick sick crowds
in wicked shock
The jabberwockys devious mockery
Blocking the neural cacophony
As the Stage is A Set
For The Sacrificial Offering
Loud crowds face down
On the ground
As the hell Hounds snarl and froth
And drown out the sounds
Of the Gathered And Lost
This
         Is
             The
                             Cost
                Hollow
Of your subservience
Tik tok tik tok take stock
Of implanted deviance
Roll up your sleeve
Again
For these devious ingredients
That lead to expedience
As the kith and kin
Decay within

This. Decadent. Dream

Just a part of the Play
The curtain Call
The Mass offering softening
The Skin
As the Thin membrane Crawls
With awful parasitic alms
Embalming the deoxyRibo
Engulfing the light codes
And rewriting
The script
Reworking the machine
And beckoning the crowds
To join the mosh Pit
Trampled
Crushed by the weight of the
Black Mass
The frequency Blasts tearing
The masks right off
The beast
The Feast of souls
Sold Out and Sunken In
The Needle needlessly punctures
Skin
Penetration
Perpetration
The Silent Weapon
On Violent Stage
Enters with Rage
In Concert
With plagues of waged war
Against the brethren

CLJ 11-8-21

One year later….. how we feeling now, tater tot?
Still the blind rot peels from the cloudy Eye
Of what is… and what is not….. aLive

Omicron = Micro Womb

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
Nanotechnologicsl Babies
Born within your own sPhere
Of Fear
Of Phosphors
Tears
Turning Gears
Electromagnetically
Steering
The MacroWomb
Omega to Alpha
And back again

CLJ 1-29-22