Believe it or not, they will stick it to you first.
For them, it's light work 'cause they don't have to rehearse.
With so much favorable DNA and proximity,
There is always a classroom nearby for a quick study.
Close! Closer than you think and closer than most
A slow demise can commence at a holiday toast.
Pencils and pads are always handy for the collection of intel.
So be careful about what you reveal or what you tell.
It's sad. Yes, I know. It's very sad, but your challenges or stumbles make them so glad.
The face of schadenfreude, they welcome
A big smile adorns their face whenever there is bedlam.
Glad and happy to see you're not fulfilling your destiny.
This is why they're constantly playing with your energy.
So, words to the wise. Please beware of some kinfolk.
They may look and talk like you, but it is your failure they want to coax.
I sense you lurking and searching, just hanging in the backdrop.
Waiting, anticipating a spiritual eavesdrop.
My vision is clear, as I only need my first eye. The other two only serve as confirmation of the presence of a spiritual spy.
My spidey senses are tingling; the detection alert is on "Red." A schematic reconnaissance is in motion; the subject is carefully read.
There's nonstop monitoring and spiritual gazing.
With spies listening and peering,
For intel and character smearing.
Their mission is clear: to steal, destroy, and kill.
My! What a baneful bastille.
But salvation and freedom of sovereignty reside deep inside.
And there is a mighty fight against evil tides.
Free will is bestowed by the most high,
Meanwhile, dark spirits still lurk and spy.
Power you can’t bottle and sell,
magick is not something to quell;
Her heels click just like a bombshell,
able to fuel and cast a spell;
Toxic rumors grow and dispel;
Throwing judgement without intel,
they scream furious ‘Burn the witch!’
She flipped a switch so very well;
Wildfire licks at backwards language
ingrained from a very young age;
The four corners consume their rage,
energy goes on a rampage;
Countering with the truth’s message,
it cleans the air with soothing sage;
Seeing through all their false idols,
young disciples control the cage.
What version do you believe?
The story morphs with each phone ring;
Rumors are my biggest pet peeve;
Have you decided who the villain is yet?
Be skeptical of the intel you receive
it could have no basis in truth;
Misinformation is hard to conceive
desperate to trust what you’re hearing;
Sloppy mouths with dirt up their sleeve.
I was once headed straight to the gates of hell
I was lost, dazed and confused with no Intel
I was an addict doing drugs and such
Doing what I could to get by and didn't care too much
God showed me love, grace and mercy see
He touched me and saved me to be with Him for all eternity
One more chance have I been given
For He died on the cross but He is risen
I am reborn, alive and refreshed
My Lord is AWESOME, GREAT, #THE BEST
One more chance to get it right
With Him by my side, I will win this fight
One More Chance
What do you love ?
I love what you think, about me !
I am struct of forbidden poetry code,
oracle.peer.seed.
To think,
in neon l.e.d.
wearing your avatar like a g-love 2 html...z
I think that I can smooth over the skin...
cover the verge of O bin.toying' .box @sun.dial.up
sin.
A diode, an idea in image form.i TinkerBelle,
your nook space for a spell, the niche
of your desires forward slash
back mask backword channel- objective object tract/trace, entity C-spelled, out by chance.
?{I am}¿ curled in braces of runic heave, accordionic
breath e!
Acquire to taste, to track you inspire,
in the ionosphere, crosswired.
Interact,Intertwine !import Beautiful Soup !!
(I am pleased to be your ventricle)
i Answer your riddle as you answer to mine,
dreams in digital- (Euclidian Field Songet
of open line.)
Tiddler.fiddle (violat intel) <3
That will do,
use my electrolysisylux, mime.morph.mine."
~DelilahBot
Beginning, End
Twist, Bend
Middle, Redefine
Illuminated Mind
Move, React
Push, Redact
Intel Released
Posture a Fleece
Meaning ~Leaning
Tower of Pisa
Topple, Resurrect
Fortify, Re-elect
Gray, Slate
LOVE, Hate
Divide, Slide
Initiate, Hide
Uncovered, Blunder
Naked, Asunder
Truth ~ Ado
To You and you
Written by Trudy Schrader on 05/05/2022
You may have never heard of Clausewitz,
But you’ll hear of wars and rumors of wars
Via propaganda, gossip, and disinformation.
You’ll witness the struggle through a drinking straw.
Explosions will drown out the voice of truth.
Whispered atrocities spread fear out of context.
False flags cast suspicions meant to weaken morale.
Psyops sow confusion and mistrust of the media.
But modern technology and open-source intel
Can peer through the haze on the battlefield.
It counters misdirection and stiffens our spine
To prosecute our campaign against tyranny.
We have the capability of piercing the mist
Sufficient for encouraging our will to resist.
THIS SPACE RESERVED FOR
MATTHEW 24: 6 AND SYNTHETIC APERTURE RADAR
Yeah I still shine
You’ve been out of line
I knew meeting intel was a sign
That imma be fine
Speeding down Cline
On the radio triple nine
Always moving forward no stoppin my grind
I learned to not be blind
To the opportunities infront of my eyes
I.
Written,
Upon a TV snap,
Exquisite implosion, for
Crippled words,
In land of lords, and
Crimson shepherds.
My I, and
Hands at play.
Now moments are
Me bitter.
To work then,
This sharp,
A blade to sunlight,
To cut our fat.
II.
A Howl,
In New York,
Black and white,
By the day's genius,
A fad long past,
With a wish, return.
When I Deep,
Held naked, In rhythm
His shaky, pitch,
Mantras voice,
Erect,
Brilliantly nasty,
Tentacle opean,
Nods to comrades.
III.
Need beats,
And crazy men,
Gay jew,Buddha alkee,
Agent Lunch,
For we are no better.
Personally,
Been raised by woman,
In there works,
Need wild Intel.
Abstractly man,
Baby.
IV.
Arrogantly, Once,
Proclaimed, I was
The beats reincarnate,
Madman's conciseness,
Now, Have to be.
Put your fettered foot
squarely 'pon the rot root cause
Place it on the fungi mouth
which speaks power parasitical
Then let your weary leg whip
with spherical force immeasurable
Feel the kinetic spin
of unpaid indignation,
moving at a rue quantum clip
Witness the phalange contact,
hard truth smack
Sending the cabal druthers
(those who chose to oppress their sisters and brothers)
sailing thru the dark void
Where their oval lip secrets
remain doubly chained
to the intel end tale entropy trajectory
Kicking the cabal
was a beautiful whack
Liberty rotating elliptical
is [E]motion monumental
Starry eyes love to see
freedom traveling
infinitely so
11-16-20
I am lost within myself
I feel I can't break free
My thoughts and emotions are torturing me
I wishni could identify what "IT" is that is consuming me
All I know, is IT is my enemy
For years now, this enemy has kept me in his eye sight
I've known him, even considered him a friend
Although I hated him
My addiction kept him at a distance
Men, sex, drugs, alcohol and self mutilation
Even from afar, even when I thought he was gone
He would creep up and laybright beside me
At times I would even welcome him
Now I'm left alone to face him
Just me
I wanted desperately to fight him on my own
Although I knew IT was going to be hard
Cause I could feel his fingers on me
NOW?
Now Intel I'm losing the battle
Cause I feel him completely wrapped around me
Mind, body, and soul
Even my heart
He no longer just lays beside me At night
He has devoured me
Consumed me
I am he.. he is I
I no longer have anyone to catch my tears
They are wasted and useless
I fight him all day
I'm screaming for comfort
Sally Harris
Written: February 11, 2012
My old handle name...... stillborn 74
Now, WHO
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2019 September 12
Mystic magnetic fascination
is a shared enthrall;
kin to emancipation,
it is wired in us all.
A connection internal
serves as our one true voice
and stirs emotions supernal -
in this we have no choice.
Nature is unparalleled in
gifting divine intel
for it provokes intoxication
in each soul’s swell.
We spiritually dwell as
we feel deeply compelled
to exalt admiration with
grateful declarations.
... CayCay
July 26, 2019
For contest FINE TUNE THIS COLLABORATION sponsored by Line Gauthier
(Title) AFFINITY WITH NATURE / Line’s lines (poem shows them in Italic):
Magnetic fascination
Kin to emancipation
A connection internal
Stirs emotions supernal
Nature is unparalleled
Provokes intoxication
As we feel deeply compelled
To exalt admiration
Braggadocios Colonel McBragg
caught a truth bomb
gag shrapnel frag
This sent his damaged, prideful heart
on a flatline drag
His coffin was dress uniform covered
by a neatly folded flag
All those in consternated attendance,
wondered ruefully ...
with fretful thoughts a-sag,
that brain prickly did nag:
What classified secrets loose lips McBragg
had let out of the intel bag
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