Set the watch

Set the watch to void His theft
Struck by lightning frozen there
Startled guards away they left
Acted out the whole affair

Priests and elders hope bereft
Money large accounting changed
Stolen while they were at rest
Myth from truth is thus estranged

Matthew 28:11- “Now when they were going, behold, some of the watch came into the city, and shewed unto the chief priests all the things that were done. And when they were assembled with the elders, and had taken counsel, they gave large money unto the soldiers, Saying, Say ye, His disciples came by night, and stole him [away] while we slept. And if this come to the governor’s ears, we will persuade him, and secure you. So they took the money, and did as they were taught: and this saying is commonly reported among the Jews until this day.”

Halloween

Cultural latrine machines
Pass their rituals unseen,
Along a hit from their canteen,
We pass it off as halloween.

Toxic there

Toxic there a chemistry.
Woven in our canopy.
Only those with eyes can see,
Engineering by degree.

Hourglass

The hourglass they flip,
As time is winding down.
Tighten to their script,
Reverse the sky and ground.

Repeating the affair,
Calamity updates,
As with the truth they layer,
Stacks of crazy eights.

Debunk

Debunk the gospel as a drill.
The Jesus Christ of history.
His followers attempt  to still,
Call them on conspiracy.
War with them against His will,
Along with the establishment.
Each believer just a shill,
Enemy of government.

Stir with rage, the heathen fill
With images of vanity,
Hoaxes from the rumor mill,
Steering the insanity,
Captivating all until,
Unleashed the next calamity.
Targets indirect instill
Christ and Christianity.

Psalm 2

“Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing? The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, [saying,] Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us. He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in derision. Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure. Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion. I will declare the decree: the LORD hath said unto me, Thou [art]my Son; this day have I begotten thee.  Ask of me, and I shall give [thee] the heathen [for] thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth [for] thy possession. Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.  Be wise now therefore, O ye kings: be instructed, ye judges of the earth. Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling. Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish [from] the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed [are] all they that put their trust in him.”

Cutting edge

The “Studio of Isis”,
Upgrading how they slice us,

With cutting edge technology
That quiets minds beyond degree,

Veils the truth for all to see,
And eats its tale on your TV.

Double headers with a knife,
Forcing you to swallow twice,

Binge and purge the “news” for you,
That you’ll consume again on cue.

The myth

Caught between the wreckage
Some real some artificial,
The truth gets crimped with lies.
And myths become official.

A pantomime

A pantomime of dark and light,
Checkered there it tilts the board.
Forward left, then back and right,
Of it’s movement you’re assured.

Unrealized

Hearts and minds re-traumatized,
As lies rehearsed anesthetize
With pressure just behind the eyes
From enemies unrealized.

Fix the world

Fix the world with drills
Holes that drain what’s real
Poison truth that spills
Repeat the whole ordeal