Stars are just air pockets attached to the glassy font
Of the watery firmament
A low acoustical frequency holds the water in place
In the vault of heaven above us
In the former age elegant wagons carried steam powered pipe organs
To harmonize our frequency and heal our souls
They got rid of the organs and the chiming bells
And replaced them with clueless people called pastors and preachers
Who tell people to wait for a savior that will never come
Why is not Jesus sending a space army to save us
From the KC 135s and DC 10 Extenders
Who commit felony crimes by spraying poisons on us
The police do nothing when drones fly overhead and dump meta materials
To augment us with a MESH network
The current role of the mass media
Is to keep our minds on a range of negative thoughts
And to fixate on materialism
Silent EMP weapons make no obvious noise
But unmistakably interfere with our daily life
They shape our mental map
In order for it to reflect light and sound in such a way
That our brains will holographically project images of a blended reality
A reality of organic and artificial timelines
Called the AI Magenta Wave Program
The encroachment has been gradual
And the plotters remain undetected
We feel something is wrong
But do not know how to cry for help
When one realizes the entire situation is a calculated scheme
They become a voice crying in the wilderness!
