Damaged Empaths

An ode to damaged empaths

Each dropped upon their heads

A target for the evil

Of family and friends

They couldn't stand your brightness

Or your looking back at them

Your essence opened up the hidden

To those it would offend

Either targeted or neglected

They never quite knew

Just what the hell to do with you

You went through their education

Force-fed lies for grades

Caught in a world of compromise

You must depart their ways

Religion had something to it

But what they sold you at its core

Was a tyrant on the one end

And a Savior for the poor

Another schizophrenic option

An attempt to fry your brain

Once they place you on their spectrum

Everyone becomes insane

It's the heart that has been broken

And when walking into war

I find it hard to imagine

How it won't be anymore

We've all become the walking wounded

In this battle for our souls

May the empath's path be managed

By the One that makes us whole

Patterns

 

Previous Presidential Election:

Voter #1:  "Who did you vote for?"

Voter #2:  "I voted for the Zionist, vaccine pushing, pedophile."

Voter #1:  "I'm sorry, but you're going to have to be more specific."

Anybody want to bet that the voting losers today will be the rioters of tomorrow?  We may not have another presidential election for reasons of "National Security."  It's to keep the public from killing each other.  

I can certainly understand getting the Branch Covidians and their white-coat envenomators off your back by voting Republican.  But where exactly are we being herded this time?

It's common knowledge that the Republicans keep the grist-mill of war going.  And history has shown that even the flimsiest of lies will suffice for justification if it's backed by enough trauma. 

We had a major scene change after the last election.  We'll soon see if the same holds true after this one. 

  

The New Religion

"It goes from legs to lungs to brain"

The parrots sing the same refrain

As blackout curtains open wide

The light reveals the dead inside

Study after study shows the deranged

Knew it had already been arranged

On the day that COVID becomes the flu

There's something else they hide from you

The vaccine is the disease

Babies dying right and left

While abortion redundancy fights to the death

The cure is the kill in hypodermic form

With no concern before or after you're born

The vaccine-infected are mocked and scorned

If they dare to say it destroyed their form

A heretic of the new religion

The nihilistic norm of a twisted vision

Many have caused the un-vaxxed much strife

Until syringe sickness gave them the leper's life

"War makes strange bedfellows" so they say

The vaccine affected could still save the day

Those who took the shots with intent to save lives

It's not what you thought but you still can try

Make a stand to speak out for what is true

Then whatever our differences, may we meet you

On the other side

Inside Job

 

It could've been a preacher

It could've been a Pope

It could've been a doctor giving you the "rope-a-dope"

It could've been a president or just a talk-show host

It could've been a teacher telling you a silly joke

It could've been an entertainer or anybody else

Who was it that convinced you not to listen to yourself?

It could've been a gambler

It could've been a fool

It could've been a technocrat or just another tool

It could've been an acquaintance 

It could've been a friend

It could've been a threat by those who wouldn't let you in

It could've been a bankster

It could've been a whore

It could've been some people who don't live here anymore

Taking orders from the invisible is the only way we can be saved

Those locked inside the outside world will live and die as slaves

Freedom is an inside job