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The soul behind the mind
The thoughts gain entrance
Tick, tick, tick…
All wound up
Tick, tick.
Just a matter of time.
Pre-released dreams coming into being
Tick, tick
We never retaliated
We’ve always waited.

The redundant fear grows
Inside where hope hides
Locked in doom
loomed in stitches
Patiently waiting
The busy work, we throw ourselves
Into, not thinking of outcomes
Nor the finality of a phase.

Tick.
Came into this world
On borrowed time.
In the middle of someone’s madness;
Some dead persons unfinished plans
lands in my time zones territory.

Whose century old thoughts, be these?
Bandits, guilty of mind control.

Left in our vibrational stream
Continuing to ripple
on my particular frequency.

ticking...
invading our original mindsets.
invaders of generations...
time released tomfoolery from past centuries…

We are exploding and ticking;

While unstitching and undoing the threads
Of their intricate and untimely designs.

These Bogglers of our once sound minds, keep us
ticking like time bombs.
Kaboom, boom, boom we explode,
detonations, erupting, blowing up;
blasting bunkers, as you hunker.

We finally feel something"
We are sending out new patterns,
new waves, we are the code changers.
Locking out the old patterns
Those preconceived notions
No longer received.

As I am…
Impenetrable nothing you do,
say or set a trap for, will capture me.
My soul belongs to me and my creator;
Great wisdom has he blown into my being and it
is growing in me, profoundly.

I will render you helpless as I burn your books.
Diminish your importance and make you impotent.
You shall crumble and smolder back into the dust...

And when the oceans demand my return.
I shall ride on the new waves of time
I am the soul behind my own thoughts.

As the thought waves of the All-Knowing
regain entrance into my new mind.
And the ticking stops…
Time continues infinitely.
Let the herbs, “and the words be my food ...
and my medicine.
“HUE-mans no longer an endangered
Species ... And for God: 
We have replenished this earthly sod
As it was in the beginning”.
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