Human hands in ghostly white pushing into purity the walls of white drew me into the hall of initiation, in the oblong pod of a room, in the heart of the living ancient forest white has descended upon the discarnate realms of evil. Earth in all dimensions took a breath of panic as white pods were descending upon all parts of Gaia, as snowflakes in compliant crystal forms. Millions dropped on cold and bitter nights, whilst above a galaxy of infinity gave way to the lord of divinity. Those upon Gaia who walked there way to the glowing white pods were to be invoked and saved in final moments upon imploding earth. Evacuation through the purity of the alien pods had begun and to be sure of being saved, in the top of every pod there infused a glowing golden cross .
Tag: Justice
The Twisting & Turning
The twisting and turning of the herd, the crowd, the masses shout. Shout higher and louder, but beware in despair for there are sides of faces peering at a distance, a beady eye upon the crowded activities and a wry laugh as if to say you stupid people you are nothing. For you are as wild cattle upon the street and power is watching you and our politics have made you the masses powerless.
In The Now Sober State
Welcome to the hall of solemnity in the now sober state, not many come here and even less are aware of who we will meet. But I have been told to expect something a being of wonder, part of sunlight and liquid brilliance, we are all sunlight in magnetic radiance open the door and look upward you will be healed .
The Fifty Fifty Generation
The fifty fifty generation one cache catches a first class train, the rest set off on the baggage train for a much rougher ride. But over time they will end up in similar situations. I am writing about the unhealthy obsession with universities and political obsession with them, an assumption that they are a panacea for all ills including the vacuous notion of social mobility. But has anyone talked of better social communication and industrial resurgence making solid physical jobs a real possibility for those bright but less assured life peers to walk awhile upon another track, until personal development evolves and other ambitions come to the fore. Until such time what could be more important but not properly talked about than decent balanced social housing development that balances out as stability platforms in the journey of life and the seemingly eternal class riddled melee that embellishes social class wars add infinitum.
Death A Mystery
I am crying light to my eyes the dominance of God the creator was everywhere as solidified sunlight from the creator we awoke with minds and bodies, heads tilted upward and beyond, under such light death would remain a mystery for some time to come.