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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "The Monochrome Echo Chamber" How many Roads to "IT" Black as Black & White? or Unicorns and Rainbows? Unitarian 1 and only 1 Trinitarian 3 exist in 1 An answer arrives unheralded Reversed in Time Something has lit the fuse Something without colour grown from sparks Light through Matter Dark is opening gates parallel not Agate Monochrome splits Inside the Onyx-brained hive fractured static morphs and twists Dark Matter swims like black ink rapid reaching invisible yet now seen massive and primitive eats away the inside out A Higgs Bosun moment A Styx particle reversed through White Noise fed dreams inside all sleepers the dead shadow is now rising from IT's Mudman bed Spectral Chatter Black and White Grey and endless CERN 666 bubbles up shining bright Something woken marches in within the frame brutal and unconquered armies silently like ghosts gathering in Light sleepers are but frail egg shells all now cracking open now defenseless too little too late souls awoken beg for mercy marks and tokens IT is Achromatic without hue transmitting light sulfuric hue The Monochrome Echo Chamber no longer empty void as one crackles the static and babbles dark armies throwing curses hissing in strange forked tongues Adjusts and corrects two wavelengths transfers into focus on the same plane different colours different bandwidths Alien dimensions that are Ebon Dead inverted Alive Something forms sharp horns and thorny solid from the Un-existing Other Side Passed through their lenses opaque and pale Mirror imaged messages march through their breath not human fetid, stale all depths of colour, thought and sound storms arrive ripping through the veil demons arrive full force earthed, they are, battle borne, they are hitting ground Know-it-All school mensa duces foolish and childish with their play toy collide the unseen broken particles, become a portal now well opened wide abomination strides through the sluices opening doors that should remain unopened see there, now gauche eyes all terror-filled and blinded the Antithesis of All that I Am A non subtle agent of the I Am subliminally known and read abrasive, ruthless and incalculable the UnDead Eternal footprints on monochromatic blueprint found instead inside the internal frame of the unwoken DNA a code now broken awakens from each of us within screams tear through light waves and sound Dark meets Light Light meets Dark There the darkest Singularity unites Endlessness exists marching forward The sleepers unarmed for battle, have all been lost, they were too intoxicated, drugged fatuous and fattened on their scientific breakthroughs to witness the Diablo of their success impregnating humanity like a virgin bride She was by the Marauder brutalized, raped, undressed The Ever Nothing marauds our precepts in unseen armour from the newborn inside out, the black ancient particle scales weighted abrasive and sharp-toothed minds many layered captured, tortured, licked and swallowed to murder all the innocent unbelievable childhood dreams, and the fabled nursery rhyme gutted belief now hollow lost is the once believed haloed hallow In the Monochrome Echo Chamber Monsters moving forward to eat the Light of this our New Age Aquarius conjured from the Great In Between the soul swallowing Armageddon Abyss The story is a nightmare ride through the Great Tunnel of of deceit Are we saved by God or Hell-burrowed between the Dark and Light nefarious? (LadyLabyrinth/2019) “the sun will be darkened, and the moon will not give its light; the stars will fall from the sky, and the heavenly bodies will be shaken.” Mea Maxima Culpa
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