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