Witness now the Flood no Noah can even flotilla out a giraffe.
We are drowning in relentless waves of words so repressed in misrepresentation of the Source intended that they by Natural Law enforce compliance in coalesced cosmic fury against the empty vessels holding no true Waters.
Choosing words to read implies preference to individual scale. Triva a Trojan horse inside our castle walls. Logos lose your veil.
I know well the terror of your true face occulted no more, and have come to love you for shaking my soul awake. This is Revelation... a forced admission to Law.
May my fellow dreamers wake on pillow morn and not miss one beat of heart that they must drum on own.
An attack is on the way. Aorta Heaven bound is clogged in too much fatty history and as you clutch the left hand pain that signals end is Now...
Beep beep beep....beeeeeeeeeep.