Mixed messages, altered timelines engage ~ Non-comprehensible information, appears to be insane. Looking through it I observe clarity, purpose of design ~ Downloading in my consciousness, shifting patterns in my brain. Future evolution from a revolution of truth ~ Lies revealed, mankind healed, a cornucopia refined , polished couth. Expanded reality of lost technology, once again consume ~ Fresh birth, for new earth, clear certainty attuned. But for now it's a mess, an ethical survival test. Darkness still forebodes, negative foes, criminals admired, accepted liars. All that has been, full of deception shall pass, great contrast ~ Hold tight your sword of justice, confusion shalt last.
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AuthorKeala Brent |