Open Your Eyes
As everyone knows, the moon is really hollow,
inside that satellite is a matrix projecting engine
of great power.
It has created our reality on earth since
they found the aliens in Roswell
and now it's all hush hush.
Once they tried to convince us that the moon
was made of blue cheese, but its Cheddar,
strong cheddar!
Don't ever be fooled by facts,
they are not our 'facts'
they are nonsensical theories,
lullaby's used to drug our minds
to the real facts that are so obvious
we have become blind to them.
The world really is flat - where do you think
all the dead people go? They fall off the edge
of a cheese cracker, yes
crackers, and this world we know
is merely a snack between now
and infinity.
Check your fridge
the cream cheese disappears late at night
when the digital white mice
raid your stuff.
Open your eyes!
Don't tell me the President is not a Hologram.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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