part ii of `”Waiting For The Clouds To Lift”`
I sit by the shore line collecting my thoughts
I throw pebbles into the river and I think of what I have caused
My rage flared and I shiver when I think of the detonation
The orange destruction which I caused
I feel safe here, disconnected, separated from the rest of the world
No agency has began their search for me; the darkness is unaware of I
But when they are my death is almost certain
I gaze to the future though and think of the main event
The time the lights shall fill the sky
When from the heavens I descend
They will know of me then
and it shall be too late
I feel no sadness though; the programming lead to this course
The ripples of confusion began when the lights first shone
and my brothers were dragged screaming in the dead of night
I vowed then to avenge their blood; I still await that destination
I see more flames; I see them eternally blown by the wind
The snow around the structures melting in the instance
I am in flight once more and I have alluded all detection
Surely I will be stopped, they will not be fooled again?
But they are
and the lightning flashes reveal the total destruction
I know now my face they can barely recall
But once the flames die this time around they remember who I am
But the rivers will protect me
and nothing will mark my flesh
I will still see the same reflection when I look in the first light
It will be then I laugh, for the darkness will have become but a memory
The others may never come
I fear not, for new brothers will join me if that is my wish
My cause is so magical who can deny my request
My intention is their intention; centuries of hatred has enabled that
So who am I to deny them their wishes
I will cry no tears for their loses
For in eternity their names will remain
And I? My wish is to remain in obscurity
And if the darkness blames another who am I to complain
And if another becomes eternal who am I to deny that wish?
My cause ensures my immortal anonymity
For that is what the child demands and that is what the child will have.
Originally Written 16th September 2001
This seemingly confusing & cryptic prosody was written as part II of Waiting For The Clouds To Lift' which had the dark undertones of a pre-9/11 portend. The full version of this is included in this blog.
Looking closer at this second part, which I know to be a totally cryptic and coded content, which I am in the throws of dechipering, I took particular note of the chilling lines:
"I see more flames; I see them eternally blown by the wind
The snow around the structures melting in the instance
I am in flight once more and I have alluded all detection
Surely I will be stopped, they will not be fooled again?
But they are
and the lightning flashes reveal the total destruction"
When these are analysed in a different context, could this be a warning of a 2nd 9/11? The information was channelled at the time. I was unaware of the writing until after it was written. But who from? And who is the perpetrator mentioned in the lines? is the 'they' the world public, the gullible sheep which the dark brethren are so determined to control? This also hints at an atrocity carried out during winter or is the reference to the snow of some other cryptic significance?
"But the rivers will protect me
and nothing will mark my flesh
I will still see the same reflection when I look in the first light
It will be then I laugh, for the darkness will have become but a memory"
These lines 'the rivers protect me' surely refer to bloodlines? 'Nothing will mark my flesh' denotes the perpetrator will not be accused of the atrocities? And the last two lines must refer to the perpetrator having his memory cleared of all knowledge of the event?
In the light of whispers of a '2nd 9/11' I find this prosody particularly disturbing. Also with my recent remote viewing of a US airport in flames ... why am I being given the information? To mock me since I am unable to do anything about it (after all would I not be deemed one of thousands of cranks who will be predicting this kind of event). More than likely it is a contact from a parallel reality/dimension where this has, or is going to take place. Therefore in that context it is merely a confusingly cryptic piece of prosody. Only time will tell.
