This Planet is under an invisible force field of electro-magnetic waves of a holographic system. To the eyes of many, everyday life is lived in a routine fashion of duality in an infinite cycle of death and rebirth in an omnipresent universe of interpersonal evolution for the ever changing transient beings that we are.
“But through the breath of nature, the lens of extra perception expands beyond the pixelated world of what truly is a non-reality, as it breaks the defense shield of the Elites false normality, exposing the darkest degrees of a lewd Lodge of slitheran whose agenda is to soul snatch the pure nectar of the youthful adolescent in a covert operation to feed the cold blooded entity with a hallow glitch of a stare.”
A mind altering system, of muted subliminal tones to fragment the subconscious of all; with a joyous yet baneful mask, “similar to those faces they wore during the ancient Greek theatres marveling in the guise of laughter, as if it was a land where there was no time”. Under Forced control, with out the remote control, it’s mind bending.
For they find solace in constantly modifying todays hash tags ,like it’s a closed caption to a cliffhanger of a dark mantra to the soundless crimes they commit. For it echoes a deaf tone to muted ears, A lost child sobbing in the shadows of is own abyss. Why must society continue to ignore and be blind to the horrors these Dark Lords encrypt?
Its a Slow dance that is so dense, you can barely see the movement as it shifts. “It is the purity within That vial of nectar that drives those sex demons they possess rampant, somehow its a plot twist to being stuck in between the devils grip. ” Though it is Grim, it is truth that must be unveiled. Like pouring rain flooding the ground , an earthly sound, with clouded skies when the Heavens drown the bloodshed spilled upon the rotten soil to wash away the raging anger of yester years sorrow when they took away the old Queens Crown.
But like sand through the hour glass,
The thinning of those puppet strings hum sounds of harmony like a violin streams screaming swing low sweet chariot ( Because we want every bit of our existence to be free like once again).
Free from the shadow figures body jumping into empty humans as they multiply the supply of rebellion in baals court. Something like A Mighty morphing entity Or so as they pretending to be…
“They find strength in numbers, until one dies then the spirit goes out on a hunt to re collect the next vessel it sees fit to proceed on as a henchmen on the quest.”
But Even the shadows of the main shadow will come to surface with the light of truth before all to see. “They find those with a silent nature a threat, something like me.
Im agile with the gaze of a jaguar , like eyes written on the wall, a witness to there ghoulish acts of psychopathy , a dormant trait I see hidden behind those lazy eyes.”
This is the upside down world, where smiles are really frowns And hand shakes are binding spells for the princes of darkness to hold your gifts and talents in the palm of there hands, its a sizzle in your wine glass like poison for you to drink, Dont blink”. Keep your eyes on the wooden boy who was carved from the hands of another man.
Geppetto was a strange fellow, a forefather who has molded the minds of todays ring of elite Pedos. A Charismatic Puppeteer pulling the strings slithering its tongue in the ear with the charm in his music like the Pied piper in a field of poppies , never fear just beware.
Stand tall and Stand strong, Roar like a lion so that they scurry away and exude the Goddess that you are, like a gleaming Star of shooting fire from far far away.