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Stephen Leacock Feb 2019
Political  story
With no mercy
Capitalism of this story
Hands together
Brother hood like each other
Cycle of chaos
Purification together
Peasants at the bottom
Blocks on each other
Egyptian based system
The wheel of the cover
Stephen Leacock Feb 2019
The woman with the blindfold
The bird in the box
Stones and rocks
The skeletons in the closet
The hands of clocks
Things of the paradox
Nectar of the fame
The hearts played like games
Hands together
Both like each other
Shadows of the demise
Mirrors of the prize
Walls of the facade
Things of the masquerade
Eyes to see
For the truth to be revealed.
Stephen Leacock Jan 2019
From the north east and west and south the wheel is spoken
Guided with hands of protection of the dark spells that are broken.
The red tower stands to protect for who watches the clock on the right and left.
The table that  turns in the hands of the wheel to the west.
Stephen Leacock Dec 2018
Arrows of the web spin like the wheel
Into the reality of the courses i believe
Social apps and scripts  like a *** appeal
Things in the cyber magickal realm to make things real
Double arrows of its requests
Grey arrow pending like a guest
The blue arrow for the connection
Pierced by the users intentions
Things created as inventions by the archers of social media in different states of dimensions.
Stephen Leacock Dec 2018
Space time that is assign
Emc2 of Einstein
Checkered reality of its blocks
Bridges of people like rocks
Payments like a  cross
Kings and queens that move forward and backwards and across
Pawns that creates the foundation
Building blocks like a paradox
Pebbles and stones of its fabrication
Thoughts squared into manifestation
Black and white like chess pieces of the grand master pieces
Action and thoughts at its course
Things like ran like kaleidoscopes
Transcended with the eyes to see
Reality of the truth that i believe?
Stephen Leacock Nov 2018
The Foundation of the red white clock stands, the wheel of hands of time and stability will  follow by the air of the synchronicity of the person who views.
To be continued...
Stephen Leacock Oct 2018
She is a queen
But nothing is at it seems
Moved On the chess board like the supreme
Her Soul beauty that creates the dream
The force and the laserbeam
Running into the blissful stream
Taking care of the bloodstream
The white and her name from a melodic  theme.
Experiences of the daydreams
Magickal powers with stars and cups to make things a team.
Wheeled within her self that manifests this American dream.
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