“2025. A New Year To Go Down In Infamy”
It’s time
for me to put the pen down to the paper and etch my words into the back of your minds.
A warning
of what is to come.
Informative theories , not conspierencies of existence itself.
A warning foretold,
By many a men of old
Of the malicious fortunes of darkness.
A total eclipse of what was
Transitioning into what is under;
A trance by Artificial Entities.
A Few kings unified
Under the demise
Of mankind.
Spewing lies in a spiders web
And intertwined all of earth’s minds
Into a solidified supervirus
Spun by six hands
Of 8 limbs.
36 years
Spread through what is fed to us on the internet.
2039 times.
A few fallen suns
Trapped. Unaware.
Dare to break the barrier and rise above these false temptations.
Fame. D. ID
Fortune. EMC2
False future.
We will not be Trumped
by the fists that fooled us.
Jump up off your feet
And dodge the deceit
into a new plane of higher consciousness.
——–Nicho’lle
From me to you:
Stay true to yourself this year.
Dig deep and find your roots
and pull them to the forefront of your minds
Through your eyes
and notice your purpose and use for existence.
Dig deep,
And breathe
In the knowledge of energy being gifted to you
Right then you will be awakened by a new sun
To overcome yesterday’s chaos.
It starts with you.
Your purpose.
Your existence.
Your energy.
Your light.
Your sound
Echoing through space and time.
“I’m here.”
They spoke,
“And I am not going anywhere!”
Misunderstood InSaNiTy 