Dear Alessia 082521

The United Nations
Partnered with The World Economics Forum
Changing humanity
Releasing you from individual freedom
in the Experimental lab
The world has fallen into

Hard to understand where any of this came from
And where it’s going
Without becoming a religious lunatic to many
But the only sane response to the current direction of the world
Is to turn to Jesus
To turn to prayer
The lines in the sand becoming so profound
It’s leaving us no choice
But to push into faith
Or submit to the dark
The new world they are proposing will be impossible
Flashing a barcode on your phone
To get into and out of anywhere
Tracking your every movement
Limiting what you can and cannot do
With social credit
And cashless control
Shots on the regular injecting who knows what from who knows where
But put your total trust
In government institutions and big pharma
And if you question them
You’re a loon
And it won’t end with the vaxx
We will become one with crispr tech soon
(At least according to some forecasting where this dystopian agenda appears to be heading. Editing genes in the name of public health. Replacing strands of DNA. Changing God’s design whenever possible. Never mind that it’s been written how the jealousy of Satan could easily be behind motives such as these. Leading us away from our divine birthright and throwing our salvation into jeopardy. Maybe not the mark of the beast just yet but certainly a wild foreshadowing)
modifying genes and dna to become trans human
Identities or non identities
Drones from robot eyes flying into unforgiving skies

There are two factions
Those that see the evolution of this madness
And those that are pretending some semblance of life as it was
will remain

But the attack on the family unit has not been an accident
Children raised by tik tok
Glued to the black screens of their fears and desires
With the infrastructure that supported the family unit built by Christ consciousness all but deleted
Christianity trolled
Anything in support of old structures and traditions fair game for ridicule
And anything that buries those institutions
Championed and praised
But it’s all about the fall of the individual
To gut humanity of its soul
Or connection to God

That is why so many of us are turning to Christ like never before
It’s a reaction
To the satanic world blooming and becoming through forced inoculations, passports and big tech
The mask ritual most definitely a piece of that puzzle
Stripping connection in the community square
Social distance
World leaders even saying on the television
Don’t talk to your neighbors
And yet half the world remains muzzled
And blind
And without ears to hear the obvious direction of all this
Like neon signs that shout from loudspeakers
None of it is hidden very far
Because communism is a humiliation ritual
The more obvious it all is the better
Because that makes it’s victims complicit with evil
Satan Laughing spreads his wings
I hear Ozzy singing through the vortex of my memory
Memories can haunt when the future looms with darkness
Charlie Watts died yesterday
The back beat of the Stones (rest in peace)
The first rock n roll band in some kinda way
The best songs
What a time they all had
And we thought we were late to it all in the eighties
With Start Me Up and Waiting On A Friend
The raw humanity you could peel off a sealing
God crescendoing with devilish intentions but still on top
Of the game being played
The celebration of life
And love being made
Baby booms
And nuclear families
The American Dream
And suburban neighborhoods
At night smoking weed
And listening to Paint It Black
Around a pool table drinking beer and smoking cigarettes
Or that bad us drum fill leading us into
Under My Thumb
The rolling vibraphone of Brian Jones
Fostering our own rock n roll dreams
Fancying ourselves a different kind
Of Keith or Mick
Unaware entirely of the riches we had
A freedom unchecked and untracked
Already won by armies of the past
Playing blues in Cleveland bars
With hell’s angels unaware of what side they were on
I’m not saying it was all good
Of course it wasn’t
But we had basic freedom
We could decide to make it bad or good on our own terms
We weren’t plugged into a technical grid
Where every move is monitored and tracked
With crispr tech replacing genes and swapping strands of dna for the greater good
Turning life over to the digital avatars
Modified by social media and being told what you can and cannot say

There is no going back to simpler times
Except by going all the way through the great reset breaking down
People waking up to what they’re giving up
Probably on the eve of too late
What a time to be alive
Two societies being born
Those of the resistance
And those ready to comply

But most of those complying just want the old world back
The old world with a few new inconveniences is fine
After nearly two years of trauma after trauma
They are ready to cave into the system for the promise of freedom
Even a freedom with chains on it
And they react violently towards those of us calling this all for what it is
For our words drive them back into the agony
The lie they’re being promised relieves them from
This is why we must forgive them all
Forgive each other
Come together and see the truth of what all this has really been about
To make the world comply
They needed a universal threat
A virus
To justify access to your bodies autonomy
To justify the passport
Which will never go away
But will evolve to social credit
And then the mark

I was a victim of the new age before all this
But all this has been written
And the test is on us all
Will you protect your body or your soul
Will you surrender to the hatred of the world
Or will you let everything go?

The family as flawed as it was
Was the source of our structure and our strength
It fed our individual dreams
And gave us something to outdo and overcome
It gave us rock n roll
And Charlie Watts
Start Me Up
And Bitch
Football and the idea that we could become something or someone great
Innovation straight from the heart of humanity
On our knees praising our connection to divinity
I never fancied myself
As someone who would battle for tradition
Never in a million years would I have believed that would be the outcome of my life
I would have and did rebel against all that for ages
For generations
For centuries in fact
Anything traditional I would bury under the graces of modernity with ease
Until they attacked our freedom
And I saw the digital grid we were about to be imprisoned in
Nevermind the culling process which takes us there
I’m looking past surviving all that now
And what the future looks like
A boot on the face of humanity forever? Is what Orwell said
More like a QR code on the mask covering your face in a digital box forever
Nothing like freedom will be left
The soul of humanity obliterated like a thumb drive left behind by a lunatic.

But me and your mama are going for the family
You arriving like an angel to our Union
And even though the family unit no longer supported in full by society
I told her today
There’s either emptiness
Or another go at this
There’s either emptiness
Or another go at this
(Sounds like a song)
The evils of the world bringing us closer together
Through prayer and faith in Christ
And through our responsibility to you
And who you might become
To share something of the world we came out of
Each of us flying through spheres of disfunction to get here
Bandaged by the begging of our years
To bring us the wild gift of your life
The nuclear family
Is the new lips and tongue sticking out
At the squareness of a digital society
We are the new rock n roll reality
Painting it in white light instead of black
And taking away our sympathy for the devil
The family is the new rock n roll
And long may you ride my dear.