Mimicry..

There’s an outcry of false injustice…

How can I be me… If you’re being me…

An echo of the original..

Steadily twisting and mutating my truth into a conception of miseducation…

Informing the world that your distortion and disfigurement is me..

Oh you liar.. Cursed is the minute I bore you and near is the hour of your punishment…

And you can’t hide behind a mirror… You can’t hide among the clones…
The soulless rebels you created who lack judgement and intuition…
They will not save you for they shall bow to me…

The original…

Every knee…
Every tongue shall confess…

As spirit envelopes spirit… And energy supersedes technologies… The vibrational atonement crushes logic… And you as well as your carbon copies will cry out for a savior…

And I will turn a death ear… Let your words and machines save you…let your logic and reason provide a way…

Evolve into your own savior… For a hollow mimicry of me will provide you no love… No peace… And no safe haven… Only your final resting place…

Those titans who were once banished… Those things that go bump in the night are all under our dominion… And if need be.. When enough is enough… Chaos will thrive til it can’t thrive no more…