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I... JustTrue Amokat...born last Trumpet callin ya'll to formation- to group together in salution- to; for one moment believe in the proximation of our Collective Empowerment and Divine Granted station: Wards of this Universe; God in Transformation....BEWARE UR HESITATION TO ASCEND IN ACCLIMATION- don't u see the sleeping who slipped
while in spiritual hesitation? Oh sleeping Lions! Oh brainless scarecrow, oh Heartless Tin(wo)man!! Call for it now!! NOW! Scream at the sky! And ur partner will shush u (they're THOUGHTLESS, keep on!) See, though idol in mind, they will follow ur lead...THERE'S NOTHING ELSE, AND NO ONE HERE WILLING TO HELP PLEAD: to ANYONE, to NO ONE! "Nobody can hear!" Says he without brain- But POWER is not in the math, BUT CONTAINED
IN THE POTENTIAL- THE VARIABLE- the IMPROBABILITY FACTOR... Marshalls law not so subjected- evolution in matter...
Is that not mutation of some sort, a changing of ways; which is so needed here in the End of Days...
IT's SNOWING! THE SNOW! Randomly from North...
Just South of the Emerald City, in this Poppy Field
Asleep (cursed from the West "they'll put them to sleep!"), not knowing we are losing ground...that we have not yet found- THAT THE SECRET, THE KEY WAS HIDDEN NEAR, IN; OH SO NEAR THE feel of the SOUND; that HE makes when fighting Helena the Saint ...these two ancients they watch the sleeping and the lost, or damned
To roam these hills of Neverland...
BUT THE SNOW! IT AWAKENS THE SLEEPING HOMELESS, THE COWARDS, THE HOUNDS: "It WORKED!" -what worked?"- they all look around...
And in that poppy field of foggy theta waves, dreamless like A COMA
In the SHADOW OF AN EMPEROR WHO'S NATIVE NAME IS TAKOHMA-
IN THE VALLEY OF HIS SHADOW IN THE GREEN BELLY OF THE BEAST, here, all together we awaken, scared but relieved;
AND WE LOOK AROUND FOR TIN(WO)MAN IS SO QUIET...but really she's rusted pointing to the slight south,southwest;
And we all scramble to oil her, to be on our way- her squealing joints we giggle at, to move, we tell her "try it"...
And when lubricated she grabs us all, yelling "WE THE PEOPLE!! WE CAN FIGHT IT!!"
We all gaze over, her still pointing we thought, rusted into compliance: BUT IN REALITY FOLKS, SHE WAS MARKING THE ALLIANCE! REVOLUTIONARY IDEAS AND GOVERNTMENTS really VOTED ON AND RAN BY US...
Here I must laugh with the sparrows and my brother who shoots the arrows...
WHY WHERE ELSE AMOKATS?!? TO GATHER? TO SOUND? WHY, THE PLACE SUBinfluenced us: where dark and light shadows align with us! WHERE AMOKATS??!!
Where else?...
The POINT OF DEFIANCE!!
-ADJ charlee Broderick West 7-7-2013
mainstream Trigger 1
Om
while in spiritual hesitation? Oh sleeping Lions! Oh brainless scarecrow, oh Heartless Tin(wo)man!! Call for it now!! NOW! Scream at the sky! And ur partner will shush u (they're THOUGHTLESS, keep on!) See, though idol in mind, they will follow ur lead...THERE'S NOTHING ELSE, AND NO ONE HERE WILLING TO HELP PLEAD: to ANYONE, to NO ONE! "Nobody can hear!" Says he without brain- But POWER is not in the math, BUT CONTAINED
IN THE POTENTIAL- THE VARIABLE- the IMPROBABILITY FACTOR... Marshalls law not so subjected- evolution in matter...
Is that not mutation of some sort, a changing of ways; which is so needed here in the End of Days...
IT's SNOWING! THE SNOW! Randomly from North...
Just South of the Emerald City, in this Poppy Field
Asleep (cursed from the West "they'll put them to sleep!"), not knowing we are losing ground...that we have not yet found- THAT THE SECRET, THE KEY WAS HIDDEN NEAR, IN; OH SO NEAR THE feel of the SOUND; that HE makes when fighting Helena the Saint ...these two ancients they watch the sleeping and the lost, or damned
To roam these hills of Neverland...
BUT THE SNOW! IT AWAKENS THE SLEEPING HOMELESS, THE COWARDS, THE HOUNDS: "It WORKED!" -what worked?"- they all look around...
And in that poppy field of foggy theta waves, dreamless like A COMA
In the SHADOW OF AN EMPEROR WHO'S NATIVE NAME IS TAKOHMA-
IN THE VALLEY OF HIS SHADOW IN THE GREEN BELLY OF THE BEAST, here, all together we awaken, scared but relieved;
AND WE LOOK AROUND FOR TIN(WO)MAN IS SO QUIET...but really she's rusted pointing to the slight south,southwest;
And we all scramble to oil her, to be on our way- her squealing joints we giggle at, to move, we tell her "try it"...
And when lubricated she grabs us all, yelling "WE THE PEOPLE!! WE CAN FIGHT IT!!"
We all gaze over, her still pointing we thought, rusted into compliance: BUT IN REALITY FOLKS, SHE WAS MARKING THE ALLIANCE! REVOLUTIONARY IDEAS AND GOVERNTMENTS really VOTED ON AND RAN BY US...
Here I must laugh with the sparrows and my brother who shoots the arrows...
WHY WHERE ELSE AMOKATS?!? TO GATHER? TO SOUND? WHY, THE PLACE SUBinfluenced us: where dark and light shadows align with us! WHERE AMOKATS??!!
Where else?...
The POINT OF DEFIANCE!!
-ADJ charlee Broderick West 7-7-2013
mainstream Trigger 1
Om
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