Subjected to daily overt coercion
Reported in speculative echoes
As ghosts transmit imperatives
Edifying our supposed existence
Deposed are the voices shrieking
As masses are waiting for 3D clarity
Stamping my difference 2b a blemish
Done to diminish my recovery from sleep
I regulate my range in the peeps I meet
As e-motions are clocked on blogspheres
Transmitting obstacles to satellite’s engaged
On this stage I continue to creep
As never will the twain shall meet
Disseminate is done nowadays by telepathy
Although less and less perceive the cue
As superficial commotion distorts true conditions
So if you are receiving this transmission……
Your life and spirit is still your very own fortune
For deep within are growing etheric reverberations
Signaling a spell to close eyes and open up minds!