IN A DIFFERENT WORLD COMING: ready
(Apropos Of Breaking News Breaking)
You say,
We are too old
And have no idea
Of what’s going on:-
Well, we
Said that too;
Please give us a call
And let us talk awhile:-
Where
Are you now…?
Remember
your beginnings…?
Where are you going now…?
We’re still
Following NI’s bloody footprints;
Watered in divine wisdom and guidance:
Aware of AI’s infectious, chaining vibes:-
Be in today’s awareness.
Future wars will not
Be dropping bombs:
Just biological infections:-
The worldwide Power Oppressors,
Will control both the infection,
As well as the vaccine:
Cumulating
Ongoing
Victories
Introduced
Decades ago.
N.B. Read it again
And think about it:
Profound breaking
Bombing news coming.
incomprehensible:
the way meaning moves through us~
felt before it's known
NEO POLITICO MILITARY INVASION,
OPPRESSION, AND NEO SLAVERY
Middle passages are no longer necessary,
You merely invade/steal the island/nation country:-
When you do so, the invasion/steal, the people/slaves,
And all natural resources/priceless gems are the bonuses:-
Thus, the nature of making America great again:
Improving upon previous politico-military oppressive ideology:-
The irony of it all is being approved to do so,
Via “majority rule "constitutional amendments:-
So, be not surprised when you hear the ultimate in the new greatness:
The POTUS and VICE, being “constitutionally”, granted extended terms!
Absurd as all this may sound at the moment, think and remember this
and be aware:
The absurdity of the sounds, when the POTUS first spoke of Venezuela,
and Greenland:-
"Only in their dreams can men be truly free. 'twas always thus and always thus will be."
Carpe Diem.
Nothing more than false hope and the possibility it promises, as real as, cars of sand.
A call to act on boundless ambition inspires the populus,
however,
let you be reminded it is the same "tragic flaw" of hubris that has caused the demise of many men.
Ambition caused Icarus to fly to close to the sun,
he found the reality of Carpe Solem.
Perhaps, same way man shall find the reality of Carpe Diem.
Hey wet river.
Hello dry bones.
Feel the rhythm?
Hear the tones?
Wet, wet,
The river gives.
Wet, wet,
The river takes.
Walk along the brooks and streams,
Run along the ponds and lakes.
Close my eyes,
I hear no more.
I will exhaust,
I will explore.
Through the forest,
I run, I run.
Fear for when
My time is done.
Kick up your feet,
Enjoy the shows.
This is where the
Rabbit goes.
You don’t like love.
You love it,
Don’t you?
Always have,
Always will.
Necessity is the mother of all creation.
But what about the Father?
In due time you will see,
You will all see.
Father, Mother.
Sister, Brother.
We are all adopted.
One another.
Even though your tears are real,
You know what is owed.
You know the deal
Multiply.
You don’t like love.
You love it
paradoxical
concisely informative
an oxymoron
Are you really conscious? Aware of your world?
Or can you just not comprehend a life that is so unfurled?
It's this degree of consciousness that needs to be understood.
If we delved a little deeper, enough to lift the intellectual hood.
It's these multiple facets of consciousness that need to be explored.
For the human mind cannot handle just being bored.
It has been studied and proven that we would much rather feel pain.
All for what though? Is there really any personal gain?
It's these many faces of consciousness that form the realm of the unknown.
But what's the point if we are born, we live and we die alone?
You may say, but what about our family or our friends?
Or the social media that connects us and the complexities of their trends?
I say, they weren't always around and won't always be.
For a human life there is no such eternity.
THOUGHT PROVOKING
How can you break the ice
if you're not drawn by it invites?
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © December, 2020.
thought provoking silence
makes a girl
sad
a shattered mirror
where shards glisten
of dreams although beautiful
are dead
Internal
reflection I
am still searching for something
But firework sparks
have glistened in the monlight
where
I am so mesmerized
that i pause to intakke
a single breath
SO cool
is the air
as I watch puffs
of my warm breathe
mingle with heavy thoughts
that cloud my brain
drift away
I see fog rising around my feet
and everything just seems to dissaper as
the dew tingles my face
and
I am cleansed
Bathing in this silence to better understand
the beauty of my character unblemished by the
Uglyness of society
I am downtrodden and yet
I look even closer
and begin to believe that My heart
is thriving and
my smile is derived only from my
knowledge that
I am
beautiful
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