Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Psychotronic Warfare (part 1)

Having intercepted the rays of radio-magnetic warfare, I extended myself from beginning to end.
"Doctor Donald Ewen Kameroon - room 12" said the voice inside my head. "I have nothing to fear" said I, answering to the pineal gland that exacerbated my state of doubt and the odd distortions all around. Dysfunctions. CREATE PERSONALITY-PARTITION.
"The king lord of Psion does not exist", said the nurse in white, staring wildly. 
"We have verified all your allegations and there's nothing to hide on our side", said the head of state. Looking away.
I am quiet, I have lived, The spell must be reversed. 
The One king lord of Psion is here.
CC-72, nothing to hide.
AS-4.49 nothing to hide.
CC-7 and 4.17 nothing to hide again.
Doctor Kameroon, in room 12 took off his surgical gloves, stained with the blood of many. TRAUMA-BASED plus a dash of cutting square holes out of their brains. None of this is vain.
Innocent babies or poor crazies. He crosses his heart but upside down. 
Dr Man Chu swallows something green and sticky. Dr Zamenoff waits patiently.
"There is no such thing as psychological warfare
and MK Ultra never ever was!"
There is no truth to your allegations
Such was their conclusion
Coz' somehow all the stuff got torched. No record.
I WAS DETERMINED NOT TO FOLLOW THE SPLIT

While a voice inside my head…
Maybe I'm just imagining.
Maybe room 12 is empty and there's nothing in ward 6

"I WILL LIVE FREELY!"

said a voice inside of me

LOVE FREES & LIGHT FEEDS

O Lord, Help Me!

Melkizeor took a globe out of the shiny bowl
"This one is for me!"

Somewhere a new Earth

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