Brave New World

😈Who are the Puppet Masters? What are they up to?

Is this paradigm changing? For me and for you😇

Are we dancing to a different song?

On this Earth, do we really belong?

Will we inherit, this beautiful garden of Life, and Love and Compassion?

Are these Puppet Masters, going out of fashion?

Is the game up? The lifting of this Veil

Are we awakening, from an old, fading, weakening Spell? 🐯👍

Am I a Templar? Am I an Assassin? A Lord? A Sir? A Priest? A Monk? A Usurper? A Slaver? A Satanist? A Mystic? A Druid?

😈Who are the Puppet Masters? What are they up to?

Is this paradigm changing? For me and for you😇

Are we dancing to a different song?

On this Earth, do we really belong?

Will we inherit, this beautiful garden of Life, and Love and Compassion?

Are these Puppet Masters, going out of fashion?

Is the game up? The lifting of this Veil

Are we awakening, from an old, fading, weakening Spell? 🐯👍

Am I a Templar? Am I an Assassin? A Lord? A Sir? A Priest? A Monk? A Usurper? A Slaver? A Satanist? A Mystic? A Druid? A Mage? A Kabbalist? A King? A Prince? An Earl or a Duke? A Freemason? I am none of these things but, I know who they are and what they do, I am Leo…expect me. They are they, and we are them. Expect us.

Who are the politicians? What do they do?

Are they like many tics, crawling over me and you?

Do they help society? Help the likes of you and me?

Are they bringing in secret courts? To split up the happy family?

Do they build infrastructure? Organise education for the young?

Or are they many tics? Since civilization begun?

Do they manage the health system? Build homes for the needy?

Are they bowing to the lobbyists? The puppet masters? The Greedy?

Are they there for the people, the common, the sheep?

Or are they many tics, crawling over the dumbed down and asleep?

Is the House Of Commons only for show?

Where many tics babble on, and to and fro

The power is in the inner circle, higher on the pyramid structure, above

With no compassion, empathy, care, understanding or love

Are the higher echelons esoteric? ? Occultic? The inner court? Hidden?

Dark corridors of power, to the common, forbidden

Where Lords and Sirs and Dames and Earls and Ladies entertain Royalty

Anything goes, unimaginable, these sycophants show nothing but, loyalty

Some are born into it, nepotism is rife, so wrong

Like families Clinton, and Bush, two sides of the same coin, all along

Who is a Policeman? Or Policewoman? What is she or he?

A single parasite, a lice, to likes of you and me

Not there to aid you, on the contrary

The copper, is to enforce the law, put up an invisable wall, hemming in society

Give you a ticket, harassment, inconvenience, for your security, your safety

Yet a terrorist can easily blow up a building, walk straight in, unnoticed, free

Who is a soldier? What do they do?

Don a uniform, become part of a collective, for me and you

Obey orders, even though their conscience is crying out

Do they cringe when the drill sergeant, in their face does shout?

Not allowed to answer back, the mind control works, it conspires

Turning young men and women into complete and utter Soul Dier’s

That is what a soldier is, a body without a soul, answering to a lord

In the eyes of the Elites, a pawn upon a chequered board

That is their job, to die, not return wounded or, maimed

To come back to society, a burden, tamed

A Royal soldier, really? No help when they return home

Spurned by Royalty, no help, issued with a medal though, then left all alone

So many soldiers living on the street

No income, no home, no food, trying to make ends meet

Relying on charities, just to get by, diminishing fast

Whilst Lords and Ladies sip champagne, just like in the past

Bodies piling up in battles, fertilizer for the land

A massive population cull, orchestrated by the hidden hand

Or a mass sacrifice, spilling bucket loads of blood

Just like in the days of Noah, before the Biblical Flood

Do politicians help the masses? The people? The mob? The Shunned

Or are they merely prefects? Familiars? Collaborators? Looking out for number one

Self preservation, like Wormtongue, in the Lord Of The Rings, dancing to Saramon’s song

An Arse licker, a pet, a hanger on, hoping to belong

So who are the politicians? What do they actually do?

Nothing, they only build imaginary walls, to trap me and you

They are tics, parasites, like flies on a turd, eating shit

Then regurgitating, spewing all the rhetoric and propaganda over me and you. And that is basically, IT!! 🐯👍

Don’t you just hate politicians?

Update:
13/11/20

Brave New World now a TV drama…predictive programming…🤔

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Source: https://thangvi.com
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