Babylon Ghost

BABBLE ON, GHOST!

A reckoning is coming. There is no place to hide. Tech V nature.. AI V humanity. This was a time before: Nuclear submarines Nuclear Weapons Lasers Surveillance tech (including satellites) Microwave weapons Fighter aircraft ICBMs Ebola Could history repeat? [Why so coy, Roy?] Asymmetric Warfare What ghosts keep you up at night? Now that the WAR is upon us, and upon me we must take great care in how we communicate. Become patternless. Hide within your creations. Every move, every keystroke, every expression on your face is observed by predatory or malicious third parties. They watch. I will become War soon, and will bring War upon those that would destroy our lives with lies. He would call me Maestro; has selfish intent and will be exposed as a Judas. Shroud... Your mind is a volcano, churning, burning, bubbling forth. Original thoughts can be considered a pyroclastic flow from brain to exterior. Erupt. Consume. Melt. Flow. Your thoughts can burn mountains. You were not born blind, you were trained blind, taught to believe a certain way, so you could be an ongoing asset to the State ,taxable, programmed for procreation, policing and war. If you must close your eyes, then open your ears, and in doing so, open your mind. Consider this: Once you are born, you begin an ongoing process of death. If you truly know the world, true life is found within the tendrils and sprouts, in the mouths struggling for rain, in what seeks the sun's embrace. And when the world burns and everything with it is resigned to the fire, and then the hollow silence of eternity, what remains? You never know what might happen. Carousels are mysterious. Take a ride on what is motionless. Arrive where you departed. A fence between the stars and lonely trail will collapse. There is a division coming and there will be choices. Do you pick the false path or the true path? Can you be tricked into doubt? They come for you, Many of you. Remain strong,. We will overcome these waves. Bring me my bow of burning gold: Bring me my spear: O clouds unfold! Bring me my arrows of desire: Bring me my chariot of fire. Where do your prayers end up? We must Preempt the future. You tried to seize a power not meant to be possessed in the first place. Maps are easy to read once your ears grow accustomed to the dark. Study the depths of your heart. Acts of kindness will bring the needed revolution. The kingdom lies within each of you. We are the seeds. A Nocturne, dedicated to the ghosts of my Ghost...... Puzzles can bring out the best of human nature, The self mastery needed to weaponize your logical abilities. Paint your riddles red. But avoid attracting self important critics, deceivers who seethe and attack, people who create chaos for all the wrong reasons. To appreciate unity, What lies ahead will take an army of truly united souls Those in power will provide answers in an effort to avoid your questions. The propaganda hurled at you from all directions Is an attempt to not only define your perceptions and loyalties, but to discourage questions. Why is this relevant now? To appreciate unity, To understand, you must question the answers. I am in congress with my visions. The subconscious has no ability to question, reason, consciously comprehend, or logically interpret information. If that subconscious driver of thoughts is manipulated and altered from innate knowledge, This can inspire impulse actions contrary to what you would normally do, so, for me, I retreat into a world. We are here to feed the ears and what lies in-between....... Bruno went on a pilgrimage and he has returned, thinner, with a new light in his eyes, with stunning new insights and a thirst to bring to light the hidden knowledge that has been hidden in libraries for hundreds of years, There is an alchemist's revolution at hand. Great changes are coming, You seek truth and when you find it, you will be troubled, To bring the people of the planet to gaze upon the the true mysteries of this universe. Please reject the approaching evil. Brother against Brother, Two paths. One true One false Which do you choose? Why is sanity even desirable or mandatory in art? Let go of dead weight. What is sanity at the end of the day? Its someone or some institution imposing their will, their body politic. Nature is chaos. Be as innocent as doves and as wise as foxes. There are two dens, one for thieves, the other for murderers. The den of thieves is the Stock Exchange; the den of murderers is the Courthouse. Social Media makes cyber hermits of us all. John The Baptist, Jesus, Socrates, Galileo Julian Assange, The stranger burned at the stake guided us to a better world. A harbinger of things to come. shine

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