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Gorgon's Run

Quetzalcoatl, Moloch, NASA, SkyNet, poisonous satellites in pink and green, roam The Earth, raining reversed Rockets of the bloody fountain Discord of the Deep hordes,- reins in reign of 3 "3 of swords" and flowery deceiving words of their- Anti- Trinity Bot blinks in analytical tink Tinkerbell grooms saloon for victims, exposes lice and the heat Sprays foul graffiti on your door Hentai, monsters, expletive leech On all fours, vomitous speech Aries horned worm Moon covers the Sun Like black sack-cloth of hair It turns to blood Beheaded worshippers Tailgaters of Ephraim The Verdant Valleys given Unto Black Weddings of Days The head roams and swims Free from constraints No unified body Rockets shot at the eclipse In passing They defy resource's warning in lieu of their Marshall unveiling, to propose Wages of sin- pay for commodity Bot flashes till shut down, ERROR, ERROR...

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Date: 4/3/2024 1:52:00 PM
Dear Jude, your poem is a mesmerizing imagery and symbolism, weaving together themes of technology, mythology, and the surreal. The vivid descriptions and haunting undertones evoke a sense of foreboding and disquiet, inviting reflection on the complexities of modern society. I loved your words compelling the reader to confront the darker aspects of human nature and the consequences of unchecked power. This is a thought-provoking piece. Blessings, Daniel
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Jude Herrick
Date: 4/3/2024 11:34:00 PM
Thank you, Daniel, Indeed it is a frightening look at reality, that some of us (myself included) are having a hard time accepting and letting it sink in. Prophecy is churning like a locomotive and it cannot be stopped. We will just have to go through it. Prepare and pray for Families that still stand with God and the promise of Spring when the smoke clears.

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