Wednesday, April 24, 2019
1:16 PM
As I cough up blackened mucocele
It reminds me...
That during seemingly peaceful times
Desperate measures are applied
To keep the cries of the worlds people muffled
Their pain and suffering is hidden or desquised
To keep the prying eyes and minds of the dull and sated masses subdued
We are all
Each and everyone of Us
Spellbound under false pretenses
So that the reality of the Human condition isn't so blatantly obvious until observed on an individual basis
On purpose
And because it's brutally effective, painful and gets lonely
It's rare to find people willing to go that way
Otherwise
We'd have all noticed our sky is falling much faster than it may appear
While the Military Industrial Complex Explain away a modus operandi
Of kill, rebuild, repeat
Calling some kind of crisis intervention
desquised humane charity while the ovens preheat guarantees the maximum body count
Herded sheeple provide easy targets for the neuclear war mongers...
Unless we call them out by naming them in public
Those who's hands puppet these misanthropic strings
Put them on the bottom of the social rung
Climb on top of them
Raid and capture all they've hoarded
JUST LOOK