It's quite obvious now:
"The they" are preparing for life deep underground.
Placing final ribbons around subterranean cities.
Stockpiling sustenance
Water being siphoned to top off cisterns and privies.
The Amazon, Tigris, and Euphrates.
Superior, Michigan, and Erie are all being drained.
The surface people will be left scrambling for crumbs
in the phlegm of nuclear holocaust.
They'll devolve into hunter-gatherer clans.
To become a twisted reality show for subterraneans.
"The They" who trafficked us and ate our babies
will make a game of it, placing bets at our expense...
on who will perish -who'll be left.
Then, when the earth is somewhat cleansed.
"The They" will emerge to barter with metal from our teeth
pin our cross/bones to their puffy pigeon chests
The rest will serve as sex slaves, servants, and jesters
in the post-apocalyptic bed, "the they" have knowingly made.
Views evolve, revolve
devolve… dissolve
Values stay put
~ require resolve
Cornwall Security employee has in daylight today exited work vehicle in thousand oaks to initiate false name using another's forcibly removing public utility access from the army corps of engineers in the United States of America. Per declaration
Removing free speech
Time now is 9:59a.m
Interested parties up to the AFL-CIO and all account holders in California have previously been named defendents
Order of city draw from account concludes upon registration entries of harbor house desk pantry fool reception.
As to whom is eating
Typically "fasting" days, rights and laws devolve internment districting rather astutely in history.
That one has as currency and is currently undergoing the burden of halting on side notes for another's labor in a daylights gaining momentum.
Conjectures reposing argument precludes
We must de-industrialise i hear..By some pallid strange
Specimens; let this be clear' in order to devolve to sustain'
We must resort to mass slaughter? Oh the idiocy.' And such
Strain the cattle are creating co2.. its the stuff of creation
And part of it.' Is that not true.? Yet still we must strive to
Mine lithium ore..Quite a destructive passtime.' To obtain
From raw.? Yet the goal is sustainable farming and such
Like ploughing with horses? And lighting candles well its
Not really that tough.' It can be done.' I'm not saying it
Can't but we'll need all the livestock.' About which some
Rant.' To do the impossible mankind ever tries.' And fads
Are ubiquitous as are callumny and lies.'
klaus says humanity has lost its trust' so i guess to regain
It is his new must??
trump has won and now presides.' As many people are
Opening their eyes.?]
Many Americans phoned and texted when a new bill was
Debated' and we saw things got really affected.'
I don't know how ( that went down ?)
With all those evil? davos clowns?
soros gates claus and carny, atten-borough thun-burg they'd send you barmy!
In listening to such fifteen minutes? it is plenty.' Of time
To escape the ' forever citys' and before they're built.!
Like a hive.? Do we have a mind.? Hmm think..Think think.?
Also action will do fine.' What will be the next distractions.? Maybe
Its simply best to do as above.? Get involved to devolve.!
Give the agenda a shove.? Which is like a train on its track
Of lies.?? If you remove some sections off a cliff it
Fly's
Of course,
Christmas is
about Christ...
Dah!~ it is in
the name --
As evil is in Devil
whom we blame;
while man could be the
author of his own push/pull
game? Reality his own
Virtual? --
just think about it...
without our need
no talk of heaven
and hell...
unless
there are other planets
under such cryptic
spell
creation replete with
condemnation
and emancipation --
----------------------
Something is off...
a loving God that
would devolve spirit
as miracle flesh being
to pain some eternally
for His Own flaw
if imperfect Freeing?
The race of null light
Cause defects to eye sight
Oh what a color of strong sign
Envictim dote with great sigh
In here lieth fear
My mind is the cradle for it shelter
To do, to see, to speak, to hear;
Fear delight to alter
Your sun is indeed friendly
Under the cool breeze there
Let our bond freeze here
Never to devolve
No matter what it may involve
Let the smiling sun of the sky
Wipe away the stain of our pain
Come along with me to the river banks
Let withdraw our smiles joy and happiness in bulks
Come on, let walk on a shallow sick summer
Let our happiness lighten our way further
Let keep the fame memories alive
And have a prosperous days ahead
The fear about globalization
is that Earth will devolve to stagnation;
but with knowledge we'll prove
and definably move
away from destabilization!
The image of demise refined,
Thus, my body was confined
So dismal, doleful and discomfited
Although the wicked wish went awry
But, I still weighed 'I may die'.
Suddenly, I saw my soul stalled;
After a short time, it questioned,
"Are you aghast of death?"
This question remained on my eye,
As my tears said 'I may die'.
For whether we live,
We live unto the Lord;
And whether we relive,
We relive unto the Lord
We live or die, we are the Lord.
With this,
Confidence reported like
There is nothing worse than death
Death is assured;
Thus, we must feel 'I may die'.
You run after riches,
On the floor of the fallen men;
Remember you shall die like men,
And fall like one of the princes
What'll be your gain if you die?
Your father,
Where is he?
Does your prophet live forever?
With your power, the world is slave
Don't you think 'if I die?'
As it was,
The body will devolve by the earth
Whatever you call yourself;
Always remember,
'I may die'.
by Akinloye Gbajero S. (c. June 5, 2023).
(ref. Romans, 14:8, Psalms, 82:7, Zechariah, 1:5, Ecclesiastes 12:7).
Time is indeed changeable...
but here, not a reference to
Einstein's Sense equated
for when time ages, it quickens –
looses elements, as an older
body looses functions of
motion, leaps the gaps
between thoughts, unaware
of spaces once consciously
traveled (forgotten the reasons
for places and their dynamic purposes) –
mountains become
dust...
seas become beds
of salt – waves and tides
no longer aware of self's current-memories...
kings and queens
devolve from royalty to fond
myths
Time has no beginning
nor end, outside life's infinite album
creation fills with photos of past, living moments,
and dreams yet to be begotten –
Time began with God
and rests not until His man
In arms of love, cold hearts dissolve,
being but essence of the whole,
merging with which, is our life's goal,
that here and now we so evolve.
Life is not a puzzle to solve,
so let's play well our earthy role,
in arms of love.
See how fears and desires revolve,
darkening the light of our soul,
distanced from bliss scriptures extol.
Let us then our false pride devolve,
in arms of love.
13-October-2022
(Rondine)
Years
devolve
becoming
fragmented time
scattering moments
across lifetimes
in final
exhaled
breaths
Shall I liken you to a corpse bouquet?
You are certainly ripe and more fetid.
The fond zephyrs of May waft your decay
Up the addled noses of us wretched
Hordes famished for flesh, lurching on the moor,
And me amongst them clawing to your scent
Putrix beyond the spitty chum’s allure
Propels me well beyond routine ferment
To you, though Fate’s sickle blade shall flail
My congealed member’s once firm resolve,
And fire inflames us just shy of the pale,
Our passion will continue to devolve.
Ever, shall she be my prime cadaver,
O to undie again, and to have her!
Everything will meet the coal-black lips of extinction-eventually.
Some before their time-some right on time.
Don't sweat it; don't feel sad
new species will evolve.
It's the nature of things.
We'll again crawl from ancient seas
lay our eggs in the sand.
After a millennium, devolve into demons again.
All are given a fair chance for life = death.
Say for the aborted who only get half the equation.
Without exception, throughout all time,
governments devolve
Aristocracy, the Philosopher King,
benign in his resolve
Timocracy, the city state,
landed and secure
The Oligarch, his army placed,
to rule in peace and war
Democracy, each voice to shout,
as chaos takes the reins
When Tyranny must force its hand
—as socialists have deigned
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)
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