The intense frustration and surrender that develops like an oyster shell around THE WORLD that is in us and outside us—we have to break down that shell and get to the place where the fire is hot and burning and we have to create and talk from there. From THERE. ~Jon Rappoport
As the mists clear and the lies rise we see
clearly the divide and conquer fables
fed to us from births as slaves–never free
powering culpable elite tables
Alive, the trees casting thousands of seeds
unnoticed in virtual screen presence
we’re masked and isolated, kept in need.
I offer succor found in frondescence.
Every word disempowers. Be still now.
The world reveals each tender moment. How
I hold the knowing, secret flames showing
the way. Create! Outside of time flowing.