Those who tricked, got tricked,
the ones who lied, lies in hi-story.
they came with hate, found hate,
those who used serums got delirium,
Now following their theorem,
Their bots are legion,  
they can no longer tell,
whose  who.
Their mirrors are distorted,
Her story aborted.
Honesty stumbled in lit square,
now disconnected from their fear.
Their words are reflected back,
in black, white and read all over,
editors of the events they want others to believe,
their mantras vibrating their cores,
lost their truth, root.
Love knew, from the highest perspective,
they got detected,
from a timeless space, they lose their place,
to run out of pace,
Love the highest intelligience,
protected love with love,
purity with purity,
innocence with innocent heart of a baby,
like we once were, and can be.
I found that child,
gentle, soft, humility, meek and mild.
Where time does not exist, that child is eternity.

Free from distractions,
plain to see media is bad news,
fake news,  covid fearmongering hysteria,
cover ups exposed all propaganda,
Media just ate itself,
no longer distracts me from true power.
The only thing to fear, is fear itself,
accounts deleted,
no longer of any account,
Like Maria Madalena,
she found ecstatic union,
with her Lord, in  her cave.

Turning  back on the world,
of substances, illusion, temptation of flesh.
No temptation.
Realised purity and true love,
cannot be found in decaying tomb.
Christ is not with the dead, He has risen.
I sought my Lord in earthly love,
Strong men came,usurped me.
satellite of Love, small cascaded to big,
Earthly love, redirected my will,
from my Maker husband's Will.
Nothing is bigger than God,
waiting for Him to rise in 'in' again,
Third time lucky,
three times,
Will at Will  evermore,
My Maker is my husband.
Freedom in Lockdown,
from her cave the underground stream flows,
Here rose the Living Word,
the fountain of knowledge,
the way out, is the way in.
Thank you God for showing me the Truth.
Thank you for sending me your Son,
Thank you Mother, your example of love and purity,
holds the dragon underfoot.
With your mantle of protection,
and my Dad holding my hand.
Purity,  strength to overcome the battle.
The Risen Word, is the Fountain of knowledge.
We always had Love.
Zion finds rest.

love was there,
I couldn't see her,
got caught  once again,
in red mist,
kicking for reactions,
with a litany long, list,
love doesn't act like this,
she hugs you closer,
plants a kiss,
on kicking boot, when hurled out door,
her sweet voice moans,
I love you more.
loves you, when you're at the gate,
swings on the axe,
that pounds out hate ,
love held you closer,
talks soft and low,
she understands your feeling so,
"at least" she whispers,
"you act so real,
when tormented by, the way you feel",
She never judges, never warns,
sits with you
all night and day,
she doesn't tell you "life is grand",
just feels your pain
holds your hand,
illuminates your pardon if you need,
kisses your wounds,
when you bleed,
she holds your face, tousles your hair,
rebuilds your temple,
with special care
hugs warmly, when you shake with fear,
i didn't know,  that she was there,
following down to depths of earth,
walks with you in fire,
rubs off the dirt,
she carries a light profound, from skies above,
the twinkling of stars,
white feathers, peace dove.
She is there for everyone,
all are equal under this sun.