On this blog the theme is AWAKENING and how Revelation is not some story plural in a Book but supposed to be one of yours in this lifetime. Here in verse I share with you my inquiry to which has bonded Muse. YOUR STORY IS THE STORY. Their horsie four so full of holes they named that way just to have a laugh. Revelation and Creation coincide, they never stopped. A daily occurrence in a Live Show me is true Prophesy which I assure you, smells nothing like a library book, and for which no innocents are ever killed. I hope you enjoy it, and I hope you copy it to heart.
is to first realize that vast term
of jocks and traytable food day special
takes name your true advanced degree,
for the Word is Yellow Submarine.
yet certain nouns chosen bound
frozen in a book they impersonate
as the One Word to dictate slaughter.
We have been judged by the Predicate
and oppressed by the Order.
Reverberance is the rolling thunder
of the coming One.
an Action thing of itself.
and the animals all our two eyes paired,
who wait in hope along with Mrs Dove we hope,
an olive branch pointing just off Flood bare
in which to recreate the entire Word
just as is
and no image or inflection
or lose it:
our innermost beam
its innate majesty now so ritually reversed.
Lithos monkeypaw swipe darkglass thing,
Monolith became Reynolds Wrap in Sedona overnight.
app address server,
secrete me down the Stream.
Censor me in the offkiltered world.
Use it or lose it your Light.
OES & OTO
Opus Doris Day,
in three panels --
Brochure for Heavens Gates.
Scroogeghost phased alchemy some weight for feather
a Ferryboat home
Your ride or not.
These chains and doorknockers.
Look out Holes!
Here come those rabbits.
plummeting our Way
led by gross media Acts.
Police in military brutality
on citizen to murder astreet full war gear.
THESE ARE NOT
They are science-sigma
of the Corporate interests
on the problem called
so powerful as to actually stop
way back there
in the screaming melting skin
of Viet Nam?
The Press, before bought!
Black and white images
that they brought.
Not all caps and meme,
Libtard and scream.
Scroll and troll and
Quiz phishing scheme
It was pictures in living rooms!
Ones of broken boned babies strewn
and fried humans still crispy, on News.
Hey, wait is that Jimmy
next to the dead child's shoes?
so America could SEE the victim eyes
and to streets, rally 'gainst so-called War
Write your Senator!
Stopped the Nixon and the fixin too,
so show us what you do GIJoe, and cut all the rap.
We need more bloodsoaked
camo snuff films, and
limp child Mom arm
Anything to stop the endless
ringing of empty word "toll."
Cuz it's about to all happen again
while we all just scroll.
They took the punch
right out of your byte
and now you need it bad
right in the f'n face alright.
Look at it!
Snap your head back
Today’s your birthday.
Blow it out and dream.