Subtly.
Coursing
through
clouds.
Worming
through
minds
implanted
in souls.
Back
channeling
messages,
codes.
Terrain
altering,
devious
subtle
messaging.
Global.
Amassed
in the
cloud.
Eyes
glazing
over
worldwide.
Unknown
provocateurs.
Changing
the game.
Those
who’d
rule the
world.
Down
through
the eons
have lived.
Still here
now,
today.
Twisting
turning
gathering
force.
Floating
above.
Holding
the high
ground.
Home in
the clouds.
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 26th, 2024 08:15
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
Great write
Tremendous.
So true John, they live in there mansions in the clouds not caring for anybody else.
Andy
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