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Minds,
Perception.
Ability
To associate
Ideas, or
Analyze.
Inept faculties.
His power is
Depleted by
Obsessions.
Sensationalism
destroys the ability to give
attention.
Deals with
feelings, high-strung
Causes a lack
of concentration.

Failed or inability to focus.
Attention spans short.
Practice makes perfect.
Obviously, he be
Perfectly obsessed with hate
with Obama, and winning.

Fail to relate
to urgent issues;
Plagued with deficient,
recognition, and
unable to retain thoughts;
lacking perception.

Sensations that signal are faint to the
Disinterested.
Relations to recognition causing
A lack of Understanding.
As their memories are distraught.

But it’s not his fault.
I say the fault lies with
The alleged sane, who allow
the venue to continue in this vein.

While backlash from the
silent consent is
spreading this illness.
Like a mental
Small-Pox
It won’t stop;
If our attention,
is forced to see that
which we don’t care to see.

We must then think;
How to get away from that which
sucks up our attention and
diverts concentration of our minds.

We need be…
in full control of our own faculties
and experiences,
that which holds our attention –
Holds our destiny.

Re-creating new manifestations,
Of morals - love- and
resolving issues.

Those are the tools we must use,
to change this negative energy;
And assert the power
of our collective minds.

Because the present Oligarchy;
Lacks the ability to connect the dots.
If not; In the interim,
shall we hold our breath;

While our lives are neglected?
If there be no change to this status quo
There will continue to be important
task unfinished, and the chaos of
” No dots being connected”.

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