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A heading kept, compass bearing changed slightly
Plotting courses to challenge foreign forces.
To discover doors to new dimensions in this world.
Wealth and circumstance permitting.
In perfect synchronization with the current series
Of tidal waves of madness and mayhem.
Perhaps timeless as the steps required
To lead us out of this maze which seemingly
Has portals at discrete points
which seem
To pulse and glow,
signals which come and go
Secret keys
sometimes in different languages,
As reference points becon us join
As they come and go In and out of phase
With each new event horizon
As the critical mass of empathy
Meets us in each new wave of conquest
Which flood our senses with outrage,
Yet occur with such frequency at a deafening pace
To desensitize, perhaps deaden our senses
By beating our nerves to exhaustion.
As incessant alarms tend to lead us to do.
Perhaps the tool chosen for use
In the surgical extraction of the will to resist
As the maniacal masters of delusion persist
In the operational destruction
of the gift of genius of the chosen,
Here among us
whose attempts to tease humanity
Back on course, back to the garden.
To gently nudge humanity once more
Back from the jagged edge of insanity.
As klaxons continue to wail warning signals
Which flash between us now as we approach
Another threshold of the point of no return
Passing ruins of yet another civilization laid waste
Burned without even bothering to extract its wealth
Not even to capture its essential value
As the empire continues making progress
in the destructions final hours in its blind conquest
All who resist rewarded solely with a kiss of death
In its ascent to power
on a private journey to Hell
…just another reference point
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