You lack the mentality and the knowledge
Brain dead sitting in a self-made cell you imprison yourself
You're not free my friend, you're still an inmate
With not enough brain cells to realize that you're a prisoner
Still shackled to a falsehood
A false hood is where you're from
You wear a hood and a mask to hide that fact trying to cloak visible lies
Your invisible disguise is too obvious
Yet another failed attempt at attempting to be
Which is the typical human thought process which does not compute in the mind of the
For among us they watch and study us like fungus
They walk and talk among us act like us even look like us
But don't trust'em
Just open up your eyes and stop walking blind!
In plain sight they hide invisible to the Naked Eye
For Nephilim is them Fallen Angel of kin
Abominations of sin made in corruption
Conceptions of Sin
Thus says the Book of Enoch
So don't mock!!
For the information is viable reliable pliable for survival my friend
And as for the other 66 books of the Bible?
Well.. Trust me
It is not to be taken lightly and it is not to be trifled with
I'm not even scratching the surface with this one but I feel it still might be too much out of left field for some of you. Come to think of it? Most of what I write is probably too far out there for me to even post 😔 Also.. as I was writing, I was telling myself these same words. For none of us know it all but in what little we do know, we shouldn't be afraid to speak out on or share if it'll help to enlighten someone else who may be in the dark on such subjects
Now here lies the great
Yet I hear a faint gasp
behind your Mask asking
Could this Truth be true?
Why yes I must answer
Shall we then Unmask this
As I emit the rare energy to the
Anthem of Proof
My anatomy stooped like a
I dare to be loosed
Clearly all are wary
and stand clear of the *****
For there's a dark canopy
looming over me
A Ghost Rider pursuit
Now pursues me
But the more Uncanny the
proof the more haunting it suits me
And if you don't believe me?
Then proof read the Truth
Truth leads to proof
For my words are now made
But only when it comes to speaking
See I died in my youth
a long time ago
It was a death by void
Applied by Lies I avoided the
With no other way of reviving
Other than providing
what remains to be true
As I refuse to deny what
now lies before me
Bearing no more Lies
Because now I know better
For I will Survive
By these five letters
Both now and forever
I will endeavour come whatever
This harsh lesson of
Another pre-write 5yrs ago
Let the PrOphET speak
as the guillotine drops
Yet the dead know not
Are half-dead at least
The Big Pie in the Sky
The baked Apple Pie
So yummy to my tummy
Gots to have me a slice because it's
Yet I'm clueless about being shoeless
and how I'm talking funny
But nevermind the Hype
I got a hole in my sock that came from
Walking the Block
Not running because I'm choosy
But some would still say I'm running a muck
But I say.. Bump it
Because it's a no shoes day
Plus.. I'm high in the zone coming out of the club on a Tuesday
Lol.. Plug so amusing to me like my name was Makkonen
So I stopped at the nearest shop to buy me a watch
The time of day I forget?
Oops.. I mean I forgot
And so.. Just as I emptied out my pockets.. I slapped the money on the counter and said..
Are you gonna change me or not?!
But with the time running short I had to pay the whole lot
So I shrugged.. and slapped the watch on my wrist
Of course.. I had to set it to the Sun and hope that the day wouldn't mock
Nah.. ***** it!
Ima Nuke this quick!!
Count down to the Dayz of the Shock
7 billion tops
To a mere million watts
Which is.. several thousand times the heat of the Sun I'm flip'n
So what is that?
Like a trillion hits on the scales I'm tip'n!?
But who's counting
Or looking to add to this made up nonsense?
But before you do?
Please observe the waves of my conscience before you raise or praise or bury another PrOphET
I'm JUST SAYING y'all
Or am I.. just trip'n?!
Written 5yrs ago
I'm a rare One..
I am one of those drones who always
seem to fly underneath the " Radar "
In everything I do or attempt to do
I go undetected by the all-seeing Eye
of the critical masses
*ATTENTION!! This is a fair *WARNING!!
Tune me out at your own risk!
Cause I'm like a UFD
( An Unidentified Flying Disc )
Or.. more commonly known as.. a UFO
For U R.. Unaware
Nor.. can you see or hear me
Because I'm flying on dimensional air waves that are set and assembled near the Stairway to HEAVEN
Residing in the 5th 6th & the 7th Dimension
( Or somewhere in-Be-tween )
So Please!! Tell me?
What does your so called NFZ
( No Fly Zone ) even mean to someone as stealthy as ME x E ? ( My Ego times Eternity )
I dare to Visualize
with my mind
Combining two precious jewels
with a crystalized Purple Eye
And with another Eye
Like a White Lotus flower
To see clearly with these Eyes
Something like a Rainbow Sign
In a strange Blue / Green
While standing amidst
The Crawling Vines
And the failed power-lines
In the Background
Yet no sound or cry
Can be uttered or heard
Cause like Death?
I am shrouded in Mystery
And as my whiskers twitch with Vigor
I so oddly seem to Sigh and Smile
at the same time
For I Am
So pure and Divinely
Yes I Am
The first true Signs
This was based on a picture prompt I did for a contest
This lifestyle is so Un_ fortunate
And the burden that I bear on the regular
Is so Un_ fortunate
So should I go and
To all of these.. Dead.. corpses?
For my life is like.. An open grave
But this is not the way
That I imagined it
In the first place
Yo.. I must abort this
And I mean this in the worst way
Cause I'm always being Cautious
Feeling nauseous in the worlds
Showing signs of Neglect
Guess I'm a Reject
Time to hit the Eject
Like invading Martians
In your state of... Conscience
And plus it's kinda common
For me to feel this way sorta... Often
Cause people always try to place me
In a Box
Like in a small Box Set
Like a foreign Object
For a Hobby
But I must Object!!
Cause I'm not some freaking object
that you can place inside a Coffin
after you plan... Autopsy
Yo.. I prefer to be the Opposite
And change my position
I must oppose... The Opposition
Man.. I rather live by my own will
By my own Intuition
By my own Prophecy
Much like a lone PrOphET
With a bad case... of Moxie
May call it false proxy in the
Which in the case for thee
Just may be unbearably
Or at least for Me
Is so Un_ fortunate?
7 Phases of the Moon
Basking in the pale light
Flight slight like a flash
Was once running slow in a
Past Life, with the future me
presently in hindsight,
Purposely ditching the Limelight
Or was I just simply floating
While losing sight of my Insight
Caught staring at these triple beam
That were too bright for my
Yet, was never dim in the Sunlight
Yes.. I remember this
The Sunshine was never too bright
( SMH ) But in the end?
I can see I'm just a poor man with
And I can see I got..
Many onlookers looking on from the
They only visit for a Fortnight
Then steal away after Midnight
For I only have..
30 days to change
That's 30 days and 30 nights
So why do you neglect
The Vision.. of a true
I can see right through the Pixels
of your Pictionary
Two Pupils no longer dilated
By the non-illuminating style
of your Critiques