from scorn, purity worn

This full moon for me a cruncher ~
Dizzy out-of-sorts, like recent JAWS Break muncher.
Little sleep, toss & turn, wave of pointless dreams ~
Waking often but still was softened, cat nearby, serene.
Strong alterations are about, dark energies breaking up ~
Long in power, no longer tower, crumbling down, end of corrupt.
With this shift, pressure release, all are effect its doom and gloom ~
Mental prisons collapsing, false ideologies capsizing, from its grip, gone soon.
Dark ages fading away, high vibration ride us through dis-ease ~
Nature pure and love embrace us, the old falls weak to its knees.
Everything once deemed almighty disappear ~
Taking with it all lies, shame and fear.
New Earth oh yes, shall be born ~
From old ashen dark cloaks, purity worn.