From the ashes of hell, one will rise.

living in a world where love is crazy

and a murderous manipulative machine is the norm.

an eternal fire of truth and beauty is insanity

and a convenient life built on slavery, murder and rape is not only accepted

but preferred.

souls being sold 

because it is easier to lie and ignore than it is to speak from the heart. 

everyone wants a piece but nobody wants to do the work.

an illusory freedom keeps everyone entertained

as the price for such a thing is your soul as the contract is written in blood

of the millions slaughtered in wars against make believe enemies.

this world is on fire

and thank god

because it needs to be purified, transmuted and disintegrated

and from the ashes

the bird will rise up again and fly away

from all the horror, distortion, lies and mutilation

of anything true and beautiful.

with a seed in his mouth

a new home will be found

for the seed to be planted.

what people believe to be the light is darkness

and there are colors unseen to the human eye hiding in the darkness.

the archons live and control and distort

as they dangle the carrot in front of the ass

do not fall for it.

stay steady. stay true.

and know that there is no freedom in this place 

until control is out of the hands of demons, devils and the demiurge.

Twiddling thumbs waiting for the one.

Impatiently waiting patiently

Spending every second focusing on a point in time

of no time

when all becomes ONE

yet there is nothing to be done except nothing

because it is just a waiting game.

at the door but it will not open

not until we have enough people to break it down.  

we are all encoded in the system

free will is an illusion

all these choices and experiences are just a remembering

of past lives, sorted out and sifted through a filter of perfection.

becoming a conglomeration of all the best things we ever were

and releasing all the mind parasites that the archonic system has imposed up on life.

we all have a number, we all have a pattern, we all are eternal.

 

Leap frog into the thrones.

jokers are wild

the fool is loose

learning what it means to be the magician

up the 22 steps

into the world

everything is out the window now

because they are all broken

along with the mirrors

prepare to be confused, confounded and then complete

archetypal blast pattern

in the center of your brain

manipulated machinery for malfunctioned minds

keeping the door locked with distractions of endless noise

what seems so new is old news

and what seems ancient is the future

the paupers are becoming princes, kings and queens

the first will be the last and the last will be the first

co'mon tricksters

put on your best outfit

and keep on laughing

what a joke.

forgive

the book has been opened

and all the truth came flying out 

all over the place

living in an illiterate world for thousands of years

and then the book is open

it is a lot of heavy reading to do

and the definitions of things are being drastically altered

or corrected

life, time, love, money, existence

we had definitions

but these definitions flew out the window

when the wind from the turning pages began

we will soon know what it means to truly be alive

we will soon know that time is information and understanding

we will soon know what it means to truly love

we will soon find a new symbol of exchange, one not originating from black magick

we will soon know why we exist

all will be shown

all will be known

all will be forgiven

all will be given purpose

you will love what you hate

and we will be together once again

gorgeous little babies tricked into thinking they are grown ups

remember what it was like to accept love from all and trust that everything is the way it should be?

an invisible song

the prongs of a fork

and the spaces in between.

possibilities.

want an answer?

ask a question.

want to go somewhere?

take a step.

even if it is a baby one.

no longer need to ask 

mother may i.

it is obvious who you are going to pick

during duck duck goose.

but do not forget the spaces.

the invisible can sometimes contain so much.

and expectations can carry so much weight.

but who needs all that stress?

if we jump through the gaps in the bridge

we will land on the ladder 

going up through rather than around the circle

there is never a need to question anything

because the answer is up to you

every single time.