If I Were The Devil

If I were the devil, this world would be my playground.
If I were the devil, your lives would be as toys.
If I were the devil, you’d believe I do not exist.
If I were your playmate, living with you.
If I were deceit, then my pleasures shall rise.
If I were your pleasures, your wants and desires,
Then I’d live-in and amongst you
Pleasurely disguised.

Seeking One’s Tribe

An expression of thought …

“The tribe” members are scattered, dispersed, the seed within each spread, blown, and seeded far and wide, carried by the wind and the colonisers throughout many lands, covered and buried deep within, often hidden from those of the alienation, the ones disconnected … the “seeded” from the origene now isolated, fragile, vulnerable — flickers of light, embers of might, amongst the darkened ones — each seeking their home, their familiars, their kindred spirited, hidden yet glowing, transmitting, amongst the simulacrum and copy-cats, seeking to commune, to reconnect to each other of the tribe of the forgotten, the unique, the individual that makes the whole whence together, in their common-union, communion. Many guises, many disguises, yet knowing when they meet. … peace be with-in and about ye… ✌🏼🔥🪃

Gates and His Plan

Here we go again, Gates and his plan …

WHOse 3000 epidemiologists, Gates? “Germ” team translates, those who are infected with the Wetiko, psychosis virus, ie the dark-hearted minions that comply without question/thinking. All on the pay-roll of the vested interests, his companies, colleagues and BlackRock owners. Uh huh … time to eradicate these viral humans that are feeding off the masses and the earth itself. ☠️🦠👽💀👎🏼