August 4, 2023

dreamcontrol

Your mind is being distracted into the media news found to follow the course of helplessness. This is the problem of those who lack dream control and live within the moving pictures of thoughts and ideas that are not allowed to come into the light.

The belief in darkness is because of the light is weak and not given out with truth. the intensity is powerfully reactive to the forces of the world alliances. the world increase of confusion is falsely aligned with that which is given you. the mind control leaves you without options and there is nothing can be in agreement to the world order.

In ignorance and misdirection the walkers into the halls trip
Over the candle obras that have been left by the ghosts lit
When given political overtures by the whore with painted lips
Travesty courses the veins of weakness like dripping spit

Never has there been a time like this
Forever the walls of time close in
Savor the morsels you are blessed with
Remember you are to see war end

Young men formerly strong now ravaged by the corn
Some live on the path of silence some fall into graves
Once upon a time was a dream now no one is home
Just a point is space where history seeks a savior

Where did the skies go they were blue and golden
Where is the eyes of family to see white mountains
Hear dreams no one knows from secret hidden prisons
Fear lives within mindless reaches inside these tombs

Agast in agreement with the black tower called to walk down
Past the firmament to dominate the world fallen underground
Drain the blood from the sacrifice as the warm flesh turns grey
Stains on linen dressed in black not seen nor feel a misery

Captains of forces embrace the slave hoard under their command
It is the Fashion of the race to wave toward the dark fast path
Trace this journey into death as wishes now will trade no test
Face the dying on the field as evil feeds upon the loss of being

In the distant mirror reflected back is emptiness
a weak intelligence
In state the commander rests in deep darkness
a bleak sickeness
In wretched pose a poisoned crow flies crying
into the wilderness
When night ends cold shadowed blind hearts
wither into dust

Grand vision returns to the kingdom as Moon sets in the west
Pawns on the chessboard move without thinking without regret
Played by hubris and arrogance no matter the cost of truth
Heped into the last days of prescence under temples doomed

Eyeless priests speak of seeing the holiness of the Christ return
Frightened missionaries tell the story without ears to hear the words
Guests watch the streets for violence out of windows made of wood
Changing weather wind blows cold as storms attack the feasted brood

Spiders weave sticky webs laying eggs into the corpse dreaming
Liars live in fiction giving reasons to hope the fork switches meaning

Over under and under the river the land is dry and the sky is gone
Summer troubled by thunderous power fall comes the driving pain
Let this pass when worlds feel the walls of cities leveled to stay
Scars upon the light of day crouched hunger hunting easy prey

Beg the word to come that will offer solace and faith
Tell children born in black to be the master and sage
Failed know ones to trades lives for matter and space
These days awaken the dead to read the last pages