Mind Control Theories and Techniques used by Mass Medias | The Vigilant Citizen

Mind Control Theories and Techniques used by Mass Medias | The Vigilant Citizen

Full Course

I look into the well at depth
and see some branches burning
the thin and small they flare so bright
the sparks do fly to my delight
but quickly pass as day to night
cinders to glow and smoke to flow
ere all their ashes fall

I look into the well and see
the body of a once great tree
that fell to such a dismal depth
it's witnessed by a single star
that's up above so very far
where broken limbs once heaven sought
now watch their children die

I look into the well to peer
at days to pass when embers fade
and vision passes into shade
that grows into the darkest night
yet keeping watch yon single star
which watches which, is it the well
through which the denizens of hell
are yearning?

I look into the well and sigh
dare I to meet them eye to eye
and guess upon a moot to meet
should I not bring something to eat
perhaps some wine to satisfy
the red of course, flagons for all
each lowered by a silken thread
to honor fates which may prevail
so therein rests our tale

On a Bended Note

Somewhere in-between I seek
on a bended note
that certain cry of angel's tongue
by way of six-string strung

The Initiate

live and shifting, left and right

along the hallway path

the red and warm

the blue and cool

of softly glowing light

betwixt these banks of motes surreal

two kin which cannot meet

one spectrum low

one spectrum high

each with its own appeal

to claim their part of what's foretold

a truce is made of sorts

as one for all

and all for one

embody prophet bold

Journal Journey

I'm captured but can't capture
it isn't fair... but does that matter...
all one way and that is out
there is no back
the wall of time pushes forward only
some things one can see coming
only to be fooled, yet still pushed onward

Looking back is a white corner
looking out is infinity, also white
no answers anywhere...
and questions are only mine
if I could pause long enough...
but always, time pushes me, cornered
the corner that is always pushing

Colour My World

Colour My World

Yo Kaida, Esperith

be

this page is blank

while Bast rests in her jar

take it and run far

to the mountain top that was Eve

and make the offering

it is time

to colour my world

Yogurt Rules!

Living healthy eating living
active culture culture
if rather it was dead you said
then you must be a vulture

Little bugs that you ingest
to healthy diet follow
give it naught too much a thought
so you may freely swallow

For these are of a friendly kind
to make your tummy happy
when they hold sway they make your day
while others make you crappy