____________Move Through Figureheads Lights____________
In the flashing of hospital lights
Like the flashing of darkness & life.
In the lightning of ambulance sirens
Like the lightning in old mermaids´ song.
It´s the boulder that falls down the mountain
Keeps on falling when reaching the sea.
Of beginning & end we know little
Just a siren, the light as it fades.
On your hands reflects the passing
Generations, one after the other.
Plunging light fertile darkness
Seal your hands. melting both frequencies,
Seal your hands.
You came with all the bareness of life.
Move through figurehead lights
Move through figurehead lights.
Move through a still frozen oceanbed.
The shudder of the faces cried “charge!”
Writing a book. Nobody cares; there's people in this world who wish I'd drop dead at my own hands, which is why I choose to stay alive; bullies on the Internet and some are paid to occupy all those forums; every forum and chatroom is filled with paid commenters and (some) moderators are even crowd sourced via private anonymous clients. Military wants to lump together these activities as on-duty "cyber warriors" hunting "terrorists"... And I have reason to write rhymes about (what I suspect as possible) cyber warriors and who they're going after, it will horrify the public...
I write the story about how I am not a hero but a big stupid loser -- this blog is currently inactive because I am injured by the stressful realization that a government who harassed and murdered a peaceful activist, Martin Luther King Jr., is the same government spying on all of us and so much more... and everyone seems to be okay with murderers spying on innocence --
For those who've been following, i was writing a #metoo... but i've since then quit as it's really #toomuch
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