There is hope
hope
there is despair
despair
hope and despair
with hope
with hope
with hope you have got hope
you have got it
hope
as far as you are concerned now
outcomes
pertaining to your condition
might entertain some superlative dimensions
nevertheless
whereas
with despair
with despair
with despair you have not got any hope
because
destiny has now surpassed its capacity to reward
a vitality now completely finished and fully spent
there are no bright outcomes anymore now only rent
there is hope
hope
there is despair
despair
hope and despair.
I have seen a ufo
up close
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Have you
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Yes
I could see the window
it had
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Could you
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Yes
and there was a dude there
in the window
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Was there
#
Yes
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What did he look like
#
Well
nasty
is the way I would tell it
he was a bastard
I knew that straight away
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Did you
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Yes
he looked sorry
and there was a gun
at the front of it
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The front of what
#
The front of the
flying saucer
just below the lid
poking out
ready to spit death
there was a gun there
like the barrel of a cannon
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Did it shoot
this cannon
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No
it did not shoot
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Did you say anything to him
did he look at you
from in there
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I told him to get the fuck out of it
but he never looked at me
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What did he do
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It looked to me like he was shitting himself
the nasty bastard
but I can’t be sure
because
all of a sudden
he was gone in a flash
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Was he
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Yes
he was gone in a flash
the ponce fucked off
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Did he
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Yes.
There is a great video on the internet called 'The Legend Of Atlantis'. In this video a history of life on Earth is described. It says that it was the will of God to have Human life on Earth and that this was achieved by various entities (Angelic Beings - the 'Brothers of Light') who created the human body type (on God's behalf) on the living planetarium Earth to be of a form that was spread out to be seeded widely in the universe on various planets. The reason that this was done was to make available a convenient and easily soul-habitable body-type for reincarnating souls - the 'cosmic monads' that are God's conscious body in multiplicity - so that these monads might partake of the journey in existence towards completion and in that, living life through thousands or millions of different physical incarnations before becoming - a 'Completed Human Being' (God). Ufo's are a part of this equation because they are a form of technical support intended to facilitate the project of the 'Brothers of Light'. The war, the slavery and the usury - which we see - the mega-murder of our manufactured wars and pandemics - the mass poisonings - is all a part of the rich tapestry of life experience that a soul needs in order to continue upon its journey to completion and unity with God.
Take a letter
in the nude
Miss Perkspuge
yes sir
Mr Cnordwolor
dear noble government
one thing that you might not now know
is that
I have got an alarm for you
a notification
so to say
a message
peep peep
for my ongoing emergency
and that alert and that alarm
shall we speak
that ribald uninhibited honking
and farting
it is just here and now
there for you
dear government
complementary
outgassing
in the shape of my hard finger
which is
jabbing rooting and poking vehemently right into
your criminal winking watering eye
dear government
I put you onto a hard notice
bleep bleep bleeep
your pie it is just now my
defiled and my castrated
governmental sky
and I don’t know what that means
exactly
and why should I
dear government.
For me the pandemic will never be over because it was never about a virus. It was a phenomenon of people engaging in a lethal game of 'pretend'. For some reason the TV began spewing a mountain of terribly obvious lies and instead of people just going 'OK sure buddy' - they became as a mass of dancing, defeated, and terrified murdering maniacs - of course eventually I came to see that this was because these people had allowed themselves over time to have their imaginative and their creative faculties voided from them.
With no ability to create stories out of a self-reliant imaginative faculty - the people have no ability to perform any judgement about the lies that they are being told and no ability even to apprehend lies as such. They are no longer human in that sense.
When the members of society capitulate the right to create their own stories - the result is always the same - mass murder - cheered - as the saviour and liberator. Death becomes the new life as Orwell predicted.
I must tell you now that
I like buttons
and
meat and lambs and muttons
and
I like gluttons if it is me
and
I like Russians
as beautiful brides to be
I must tell you now that
I like doorways
and
I like outings japes and forays
and I like
the old ways if they can be
and
I like the days
as beautiful tides of me.
The fabrication and the legitimization
in public and in private life
in our society
of states in our own lives
other than poetry (authentic speech which is song)
has been promoted forced finalized and driven
in the remorseless and in the suffocating
and in the deadly totalitarian
centralized historical process (entertainment)
now experienced
as the ongoing promotion of terror
and of total obedience in the coordination
of universal submission and subjugation
(by terror/entertainment)
before necessarily undisclosed objectives and intentions
thereafter discovering expression
in the generalized public reaction
(to the abusive attacks)
of fanatical reverence for meek and for humiliated submission
of the defeated will imperative character and agency
of man and of woman
as living vital originality
the submission and failure of humanity itself
by this voluntary self-delivery into slavery
paradoxically functioning and exhibited and broadcast now as
the worship
of a reflected image of the hypothetical impostor deity
(safety)
and as subordination before the living process
of the replacement of good with evil
the grateful acceptance of death
as the only possible liberty
in other words
rudely broadcast and celebrated today
with a superhuman and with a vulgar (terrified) avidity
in this corrupt morbid and violent fantasy
as safety as effectiveness and and as security
these aforementioned
psycho-pathological
moral convulsions delusions and apprehensions
are the states we have necessarily
assumed today in the stead of poetry
and now such are unregulated and unmoderated
in our lives in a failure of any connection with Art
we can see for ourselves that
the alternative to poetry (authentic speech which is song)
in our society
is the cessation of the pulse of meaningful life
we have demonstrably preferred the
futile gasps of an expendable mortality
as a matter of our free choice
the lust and the vice
of corruption of murder and of decomposition
so to speak
this is the way in which
in our society - poetry (authentic speech which is song)
has been finally disposed of and terminated
the victorious impulse to slavery
has caused a phenomenal rout
of dignity
death and destruction
own the field of action today
and until the people
can become poets again
as they once were
before the unending and ceaseless attacks
were originally inaugurated.
I am captain
captain
I am captain
of captains all
and it is you
you fodder
who are fodder for my thrall
the thrall of the captain
the captain
of all captains
the captain
of captains all.