"And the daughter of Zion is left as a cottage in a vineyard, as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city." – Isaiah 1:8
They build a wall of skull and bones,
These masters of deception,
Then at themselves throw sticks and stones,
To garner our affection.
They out themselves with shock and awe,
Suspending our belief,
They kindle us with hay and straw.
To cry for some relief.
They season us, they stir the pot.
They beat the drums of trance.
Darkness is their Camelot,
Twilight’s where they dance.
Seaside’s sandy knolls,
Patsies, spooks, and moles,
Trash cans, rabbit holes.
Dark waters rushing,
Falls in vain flushing,
The truth that endures.
Two false flag hits,
Memorial pits,
Where memory stirs.
Unholy squares,
Slippery stairs,
Bottomless sewers.
With tactical precision,
The bunnies and magicians,
Took up their positions,
In Florida, Orlando.
Active went rehearsal,
A terrorist commercial,
A lonely, universal,
Improbable commando.
The media’s imperative,
Freeze us with the narrative,
Loop us with the scare it gives,
Cue the dueling banjos.
On checkerboards chaotic,
Go knights upon the board,
As rulers grown despotic,
Go quietly ignored.
Witches feet
Chill the air
Trick or treat
Terror ware
Anarchy
Signed I see
Dumbing down
By degree
Ruse de guerre
On our knees
Savoir faire
War is peace
Clever lie,
Faux drapeau
Steady nagged,
Faux drapeau.
Look it up,
Faux drapeau
French false flag
Faux drapeau
Cut outs, moles
Faux drapeau
Perfect timed
Faux drapeau
All dissent
Faux drapeau
Data mined
Faux drapeau
Torches lit
Faux drapeau
Played the masses
Faux drapeau
Deadly skits
Damn Damascus
Stationed so within their play
Screens and backdrops are the same
Repositioned there they stay
Rolling loaded dice again
Missing persons, convienent uncertains,
Increased protections, troubling connections,
Lying detections, false resurrections,
Altering names, places, and datings,
Purposeful and fully frustrating.
Predictably programing prophecies,
Publicly placed conscience relieves,
Casting spells, deadening souls,
Deepening trances, fine tuning controls.
Cucumber Lodge 