A microchipped population
I DON'T THINK SO
Mankind will waken from the rapture
In time to realise the grand work of the ages
All which is contrived and manufactured
That which is hidden beneath the ground
The abominations
The plans to cull the race of man
WILL BE DISCOVERED
WILL NOT REACH ITS FINAL HOUR
Know the dark brothers have no souls
They are mere creations of this dream
They do not exist beyond ...
Beyond the spirit world delusion they create for mankind
The structure they so carefully invented
The halls of reincarnation and karma ...
Those lies they spoke with their liquid voices ... to enchant ...
Beyond their structure ... eddy in the stream
Lies the truth ...
And that way is open now to mankind
To those with souls ...
Vibrations shift and lift
NO MATTER HOW HARD THEY TRY TO PREVENT
And though this world enters a time of darkness
Know the Black Magi of the Vatican ... The Jesuit Demons ...
Will not succeed ...
Know conduits of truth enter this plastic realm
And shatter the rapture which holds mankind in the lie
In the solid stagnant dream ...
Thoughts control, shape and determine this hologram
The DNA compels the dreamer to see and to hear and to react
With damaged RNA ... deliberately malfunctioned in the daily hell
By the dark hidden deeds of the Black Magi ...
The dreamer fails to see and to hear what it creats ...
Its freewill is so cruelly deceived ...
The time of awakening is at hand
True awakening
A personal thing
An inner truimph
Something which technology shall never prevent
Nothing shall be the same anymore
And those who hide within the flesh of mankind
Who are fearful of appearing as they truly are
Will cower before those who they have for centuries deceived ...
And those of the true lineage
Traced directly from the beginning
Those who have been forced into suppression by Belial's dominion
Will waken this realm to the truth ... to the stillness of non-polarity
And illusion will cease
As opposites and contrasts will rejoin ...
And the time of darkness and light will cease
As all waken from the dream
Back into the hands of themselves
Their true selves back in the dimensions of truth
From where the memories which shape this hologram truly reside
Creation here made from the image of a much greater creation ...
In the timeless ocean of stillness ....