shock treatment her story
her story
so below
as above
as above
so below
equalizing
balancing our interior Avavtar's glow
post turkey day November 25th 2016
fat from gluttony
too much food
and the
good deserts and whip cream
happy me
yet
"the"
outside world brings pains
screams
standing rock
my negative reaction
in the dark moonless night rains
to lash in anger
throwing rocks
at military foolish tanks
the military machine
eats my peaceful dreams
my peace
i so reverently give for Thanks
while the machine
eats millions,... billions of souls
sponsored by banks
ww 1
ww 2
korea
vietnam
desert storms
god damn
think this through
ok
rothschilds man
coke, ford, itt, att, chevron,
steel american red white and blue
the nazis have come
phony wars who knew
the nazis won
asking myself this trigger
the devil which is inside of me
oh
i am ... quite aware of this to figure
separating from source
in my mind the world is all in here
then,,,,
perceiving threats
death is nuthn to fear
again
my
old methods of defending myself
worked then
does not work now
useless
old
habits
unconscious
in stress
fall back to
all about my own awareness
comes by moments from deep inside
me
my best
this outside world
is .........fukkin around
terror, gas lighting, killing
is the test
ugly politics
in bed with mafia cia
guns, knives, sticks
the military armed police
the n.s.a.
eve droppings
each spy
drinks themselves on ice
willing to die
intermixing trade routes of heroine
cocaine
we turn a blind eye
the good ole usa
seething with
boogey men
coming to get ya boy
again
the cold war
could war ever be warm
the dominoe theory
"National Security"
double speaking harm
poets
carve blood soul in ink
drumming
spinning
smoke
drink
splitting apart
suspending disbelief
seeking a deeper heart
seeking relief
in the power of just being
going with the Wu Wei
being no mind no mirror
emptying as the Sufi suggest
without their terror
any thing to assist
in my distancing
the nazi's have won
highs lows ecstasy pain
insulting
one can find the changes in me
as i am heading home
revolting free
the mountain to grain
to respond with no response
looking beyond their inferior behaviors
waiting
in the comfort of my internal Avatar's savior
setting fire to the rains
and the demons who prowl for weak minds
profiling brains
military men in need to dine
on flesh
power
affirmation from a father figure
with robotic hearts
keen minds
tis youth in their hour
grow teeth
fangs
button pushings
trigger fingers
power
for control
for duty
for honor
for the dark side
the pirate kinds
to fema slave camps
some hearts turn sour
while even the queen tramps
only 222 trillion dollars for a war chest
she could decease all hunger in one hour
while industrialist build
prepare profit from the business
behind the fraud
of legalese
trumped up phony enemies
the red russians never rest
they are just keeping up with uses
how odd
is there a patriot
like Smedley Butler?
now you think
war is a racket
and hang the whole lot
from their
sweet green profits from under ground cash
international airs & seas
for these:
guns, munitions, hardware, poppies, cocaine, sugar, slave trades
crossing artificial lines drawn on maps
then they say this ....please?????
its the
the islam fanatics!!!!
the china curtains????
domino theory entraps
holy shit for certain
it gets black
not as black as the dead bodies under siege
under fire
attack
from fear
desire
we, them, u me, us what to do?
and we the satan nation
bring shock and awe
then they ....do what any patriot would do
defending their own turfs
as nation states
and tribal states
will do
now here in the sophisticted supremely cocky united corporations in acting states
secret societies
propagating actors
dark shadows cast
in trespassing
some very disturbing factors
however
so below as above
the ancient forever abiding laws
to some dark drunken demonic
men
selling their souls
who pray to satan
pledge to some other cult
so below
as above
retreating we detach
this way the lord goes
we proceed on our own way
nuthn is as its seems
challenging us
perfecting ones
receptivities
dreams
humility
not humiliation
they use shame
consensus they are the demons
and they say
you are the guilty game
please act your age
when they are vampires on stage
they trade with gools
turning the page
and guilt is to rule
and lord help me with my patience
how i have grown so
waiting for the men to disarm their games
that eat millions of jews
eating innocent children woman men
as collateral damages
no news
silence from the press
voices
bought and paid for
actors
scoring one more victory
for power
for the money
that sings
under my thumb
yeah the world has escaped
to babarian pirates and mad people gone mad
insane
and i will write to undermine
the skull and bones
and such wicked men they groom and find.
tis a shame
this country is not as it appears
it is a monopoly green hotel game
the rich play tricks
planting doubts
spy plantings
enemies fears
it is a game of
manipulating currency
credit cash
it is all a fraud
its just paper money
while they stash the gold bars
and wage war
with shock and awe
keep them afraid
comfortable
idol in the stars
the game of who
whom
has the most
the father, son, and holy ghost
the red white and blue
the banks play both sides
the governments
run drugs, gun, sex slaves,
make em pay with their hides
business is good
the ego is insatiable
and the devil made them do it.
plausible defense
since only satan may understand
the precedence
of each man, woman
in present tense
and as each person we decide
by our moments
our thoughts
words actions
how we are to undermine
the darker factions
that are hell bent to enslave everyone as cheap labor
for huge profits
to live even more extravacantly
to even be more consumed by the choices only the flesh
can provide
they thirst
they hunger
they are internally hurt
they are lost and wander
eternity is a long road
to skirt
to ponder
the sacred
the life
its birth
and the killing
is the lowest darkest place to be
death is an angel
killing is demonic
no matter the reason
we are all sacred
killing is treason
we are all sacred
killing increases killing
their perfect game
to sell more guns
bullets
killing is profitable
assassination are very possible
the trigger
men
never see their white of eyes
who dine on afternoon cocktails
as profits skies
all hails
power
corruption
lies
what have we become
who will we be
our prayer is our lives
we are one
we will thrive
Aquarius
arrives
so below
so above
Earth mother
Father Skies
please bless us
on this peaceful quest
and may we for give those
we despise
amen
this is only a test