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GSM:TABRITMIA
Planets and stars pass by
Causing a strange change in our DNA,
And stories told over seventy thousand years ago.
Millennia pass by to about one crustal flip ago
When a new planet forms,
And stories told at least ten thousand years ago,
Yet during those millennia
As those planets’ circuits rearranged,
More stories were told about them ages ago.
Priests, scribes, and kings manipulate
Causing civilizations to cower and hesitate
Because of thousands-year old stories.
Then halfway to this coming flip later,
Over six thousand years ago,
“They” began to collect these stories
Into books and religions
While perfecting
The societal psychosis of humanity.
“They” even made up new stories
Using their actors
Hundreds to thousands of years ago.
“They” even made up many deaths to scar you,
But I can’t blame humanity for believing them
With the painful truth silently archived for profit over the years,
Fomenting a tragic societal psychosis.
And here I am,
The autistic one
Perusing around the Internet,
Running across those stories
Through my friend who found them.
Recalling the observation of collective fear on March 2020
During a shopping run for the Koi I knew doesn’t heed me
Ironically able to reclaim some calm in that store,
Realizing “their” fomentation of societal psychosis.
Still alone amongst my family
Still alone amongst most online
Still alone amongst people in meetings
And yet I am aware of the psychosis of society
And yet I am behind in preparation
And yet I am ahead in information
Still, I prepare despite having no tangible community.
Humanity, hear me!
I may or may not be able to be there
The day we stop “them,”
Those slavish cowards.
Even if you don’t have
The same beliefs as me,
I implore you to heed me:
Take a breath and think!
Even if I am wrong spiritually,
I know “they” want to take advantage of your spirituality
By breaking you
Physically, mentally, emotionally, and psychologically!
I see it in most news stories
Of mass shootings in stores
Knowing “their” actors
Collect donations as their pay
Knowing “their” corporations
Collect insurance as their pay
Knowing “they” use those stories
To pass policies for stopping our humane ways
I feel the pain of my friend’s torment by “them,”
Using their positions in government
To steal his work in order to silence him.
I see it online
Seeing patterns of overwhelm
With one story over another
In order to paralyze you
With “their” dogma.
“They” use so many tactics of division
While watching us with derision,
Trying to cull humanity,
Even giving false glimmers of hope
By using “their” actors to entrap the wiser
In order to give humanity no way out.
Enough!
“They” are just using tactics
Inspired by stories of old,
Enhanced by “their” actors’ science, bold,
To foment societal psychosis.
Step back and breathe!
Prepare immediately!
And learn the history
Behind those stories,
And learn “their” tactics
And counter with your communities!
Even if you keep your religion
After this next crustal flip.