I hear you talking Lord.
Telling the thoughts in my head which way to go.
Listening to the sounds of telepathic telephone services reaching behind
enemy lines to capitalize on the unknown.
Blue beam project has already begun to cern and we are just finding out.
Twisted lies behind twisted minds. Word of mouth has traveled as far as it can go.
Still we wait for life to show us more of what’s next.
The dawn of time has awaken the truth of whatever we can believe.
While still holding back the reality of what is truly happening.
Tired are the sleepy, wired with imaginary lines.
Unnoticed are the awakening to how to manifest our departure from dreams.
Lucid and blessed are the decisions that thrive the world.
Though we have no idea how many there are.
We shape this world with our bare hands and we are still falling behind intellect
higher than the highest hateful thought.
We rise through our need to free our minds and use our spirits of survival.
C L Cunningham