"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
Converging underneath your skin,
Points they vanish deep within,
Where still they fix you with a pin.
You feel a subtle tingle.
They reinstall their jingle,
As lies and truth they mingle.
The blanker state it reappears,
A state that they can shift and steer,
By spectacle and constant fear.
Little Albert in position,
Little Albert prompted there,
Little Albert, his condition
Innocent and unaware.
Dr. Watson on a mission,
Dr. Watson layer by layer,
Little Albert reconditioned
With his frying pan and hare,
Dr. Watson’s each collision,
Little Albert’s every scare,
Shocked his mind into division,
Psychological warfare.
Converging underneath your skin,
Points they vanish deep within,
Where still they fix you with a pin.
You feel a subtle tingle.
They reinstall the jingle,
As lies and truth they mingle.
The blanker state it reappears,
A state that they can shift and steer,
By spectacle and constant fear.
Little Albert in position,
Little Albert prompted there,
Little Albert, his condition
Innocent and unaware.
Dr. Watson on a mission,
Dr. Watson layer by layer,
Little Albert reconditioned
With his frying pan and hare,
Dr. Watson’s each collision,
Little Albert’s every scare,
Shocked his mind into division,
Psychological warfare.
Shocked into not looking back,
Magic, their dividing line,
Traumatized, our minds attacked,
To their changes more inclined.
Sparked, the lie unrolled,
Live, uninsulated.
The current took us hold,
Shocked, the truth negated.
Operatives and moles,
Amplified as heroes,
Electrified our souls,
Toasted groundless zeroes.
Emotional news is there to abuse,
boxing your views.
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Their washing from his mind
All correct pretense.
They watch the boy unwind
In mindful dissonance.
Their condescending smiles
Are pleased by this offense.
Their sweet redoubt of shrines
Won’t offer him defense.
His flight or fight response
Probed at his expense.
Their shutting down his mind,
Appealing to his sense,
As well the viewers who,
With hunger for such “news”,
Have offered up their minds,
Fifty million views.
Mark 9:42 – “And whosoever shall offend one of these little ones that believe in me, it is better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and he were cast into the sea.”
Media compliant,
Imaged the illusion,
Toads and moles reliant,
Guided the confusion.
Dizzied all the globe,
Shocked beyond their will,
Probed their frontal lobe,
They day the earth stood still.
Gravity charade
Explosions time controlled,
Every slate was wiped
Blank so lies would hold.
We along the perps,
Glued to our TV,
Obsolesced that day,
Impossibility.
Cucumber Lodge 