FREE ENERGY, WORMHOLE BLOW
It may or may not float in thin air, hydrogen full consciousness in a heart and mind of a liar
As if I had a choice to be conceived. to be born, be that as it may, soul’s vector is cool at best
Small byte of data in a remote viewing to a stranger in the night, lantern morphs into hot fire
Punks and genii in open contact disclosure for no reason I know of, that magic matters less.
Magnetic fields pulling on my psyche’s consciousness, my deep sense of Self, loosened a city
There it is, here and now, perceived by sensory and extra-sensory perception, black hole blue
Pan and pot, fork and spoon, got the song and the rhythm of the rhyme, drop a dime on me
There is a plethora of action points all in essence the same thing, One combusts, doubled two.
Too hungry to be Top Secret, too thirsty to be Confidential project of Starlight subpoenaed
Back to the ground of being, here and now on Earth, a finite time before death with a blade
Functional flying objects are now, I’m laughin’ about the conclusions without wisdom’s edge
Horror and comedy movin’ under enemy lines, contorting into masks of Ala, Zorro’s pledge.
My knife and sword will be embedded into something less than rock but more than liberty
It is not my choice but I will participate in the predication of the subjects’ and objects’ posing
Burned into the rock, branded and embedded, paws out of balance wheels and a stone matrix
Encoded the cypher of the Cabal, the I Ching, the prophet @GibranKhalil, interstellar sexist.
Nuclear weapons in metallic, circular objects are FO’s not UFO’s, got it? Get it? Very good.
Existence is a trip without any surprises but there are more surprises in store for the minions
You and I and everyone else, young, old like me, holy or in sin, particles of the gas of a god
What moved the unmoved mover? A push, a thought, a fall into a rabbit hole’s mortal sin?
Blind faith probably in error due to it’s wild conjecture regarding unknown emptiness’ void
Perhaps, the cake will be had and eaten too in this particular case, what the hell, android?
Running out of water, Earth will live on as a dry rock without living things’ evil, no life alive
Radiant and freed gas, evolved Singularity in a #WormHole, hell, mama told me not to come!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Wednesday, April 30th, 2019 A.D. #Infinitude
{ #JustTrippin’ a hoax of suppression, this is a ‘dream within a dream...’ -- Edgar Allan Poe commiserating with Edgar Allan Poets psychically & listenin’ to Moody Blues #InSearchOfTheLostChord on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/4mBCs2ugvII }
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