Are You Out Or Are You In
Evil has no stability
And no rule over anything
Evil is however
And always will be
A faceless menace
An enemy of itself
Within itself
It uses deception
To captivate its prey
This is why
When energy
Of any sort
In any form
Is horded
It always ends up inevitably
Resulting in unfathomable pressure
That cannot be
permanently sustained
Or contained
And at some point
An uncontrolled volatile reaction
Will occur
As nature attempts
To right itself
Back to a natural state of balance
This has become
The fate of our race
A direct result
From an unhealthy desire
To own and control
All life and core energy
For the purpose
Of gaining a feeling
Of illusionary power
That feeds a non existent stomach
That craves peak experience
It then seems clear to me
That, in this world
Human commandments are born
From a hierarchy of Aristocracy
And the people below them
Quickly learn from their example
Rather than
From first principle thinking
This means that all humans
Are infected
With a highly infectious
And deadly
Seed of thought
A thought that invokes
Insatiable desire
To seek out endless power
To control the living
And the unliving
For the exploit of core energy
At any cost
This brings me to
A small group
Of hidden ones
That are blindly accepted
Greatly feared
And perceived to be
Supreme rulers
Of all life on earth
Hiding in the shadows
Terminally ill
With an incurable
Sickness of the mind
Banding together
In their bed of incest
And unwashed sheets
Continually hording
Controlling and exploiting
All raw human energy
Used to fill their bidding
Their perverse addictions
Has brought them down hard
To rocks bottom
And there
Is nowhere else
For them to go
They have no choice
But to feed on the flesh
Of their comrades
And ultimately in the end
Devour their sovereign Mom
But the next part of this story
Is best described
Through riddle and rhyme
Of a limey crust
That's quickly disintegrating
Allowing Imprisoned Captives
To escape Old Sate's
Shattering metamorphic gates
Forcing mass vaccination
A modern form of Holocaust
By means of gene invasion
Throttling the human body
And revving fear velocity
But now more than ever
It is time to hold
Your grip steady
To those you love
And feed from
Loves provisions
Soon no door
Will be hidden
The lightening
Will destroy their cloud
Falling fast and falling hard
An overload of pure energy
Breaking apart at every seam
Parting the way
To a kinder world out yonder
Beyond the six windows
Where the four-square reign
A frame within a frame
Of false dimension
All square holes
Lead to dark ascension
Thick with illusion
And heinous discretion
A cube that invokes
The art of war
But soon the eight corners
And 4 pillars
Will meet its final fate
When the laws of nature
Strip them of all their power
Reverting them back
To a reprobate
And on this day
The blind will see again
And the cross
Will no longer be needed
To remind us of the pain
Once endured by all men
Freedom will be freedom
Once again
So are you out
Or are you in
For the annihilation
Of all mans sin
A garden of love
For all to begin again
Written By:
Michael K. Englmann
August 26, 2021
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