Carcinogen Skies

Spraying another storyline, into our lives, no warning labeling them as befores… this consciousness continues to grow.. into other forms, controls, schemed and carried out surgeries, radial keratotomy.. cutting into eyes, and wavelengths of the mass.. smoke gets in minds eye, destructing the senses, and lungs of light… second hand smoke similarities, and their manufacturers.. spewing tar of another kind, never giving details, until effects are beyond your control…

As looking at an X-ray, checking for smoking lung damage, seeing clouds masking the ribs, with the dark side of inhalation… such inside damage, now cloud over our lives above our heads and shadows our skies with false impressions.. why so much time and effort, put into smogging the blue, when so many affected already, just from transportations’ costs, infringing on our inner sanctum…

looking at more depth and texture, in their concoction, I can see clearer clouds forming their makers… darker ones, typical, par for the course.. golfing buddies, fairway get-togethers.. getting old, older….. gotta say what comes, like or no.. men.. old, generational hitchhikers, stealing others ideas and inventions… they play with monetary of all types, but not bankers… something technical… using retirement funding accounts to get to their current standing.. a co’op… possibly hedge funders.. ancestors were riggers, extractioners, miners… younger ones, now making their way through the ranks of their syndication, with higher sights, and taking-over the taking…

further inside now, manufactured clouds, but not really clouds.. closer, resemblance of spider webbing, no, a fibrous material but not solid simultaneously.. reminiscent of hallowed eves’ artificial, spray canned spider web.. with inability to touch, borderline solids, made gas… dropped from high altitudes, going along for rides with natural clouds and solo, forming their own fronts.. very different from natural, but blend-in, wondering how will clouds get along now… heart feels a sink as we go on.. affects sun rays effects, refraction, modification, but ever so slight… no worries yet, but their time will tell the benefactors.. as for now, patches, at best.. but these don’t evaporate, as a naturally forming cloud… heart takes another sigh, goodbye..

in the still, not perceiving the why’s.. feelings of goings, to astral levels for hints of understanding, only seeing madness, and broken souls pulling the strings.. appears madness, of a genius type… tree in me wrap around, now thru and up and out.. clouds…

feels dark and heavy.. like London fog.. but stringy.. clouds may not let go of all they contain.. no more wringing-out, darker follows us around, we perceive, casting its shadow, and going along for rides.. they don’t float like us.. we need a shower, from their influence.. elementals play on, singing a song, of not too worry, they can handle the truth.. of artificial consciousness trying to overthrow natural laws governing, and will hell actually freeze-over, now that what we see, through the air and within it, is trying to convince us of another reality…. gonna get worse, before the better, schooling, and lessening, required studies now, to find their source materials… sensing used, overstock, stored for many years.. chemical factories, but veiled otherwise… storage facilities.. whom provides the jet fueling, and its production, mixing.. gotcha.. they’re making money selling it, so they’re shareholders.. profiteers.. feelings of military involvement.. but above them, or not enlisted personnel.. military suppliers.. test-sample aerospace contractors, to find the trail, that leads to the supplier.. deviants of mother nature, elixir mixers, with chemical backgrounds, monopolizing the supply chain… leaving clouds for other impressions…

early light awakens the dawning of a new one, rising through each moment of each day, weathered by our intentions or not.. whether feeling that the sovereign has risen or fallen.. or having no feelings of divine at all.. outside your window, rising every morning to open eyes and petals.. the heart of its matter awakes and perceives, or goes back to sleep making its own dreams come into its reality… with the rising, be risen to higher levels and conditions.. shedding light as it goes through the day, imposing its will to enlighten darker places.. warming the cooling-off period, and asking it to grow along its every increasing ways.. heating things up, to make a dent in feeling and seeing there exists greater being… torching, torturing and thawing emotional bindings to lay off their bodies, casting shadows on what’s lighting the vessel in its travels.. not to be subdued, but used for larger pictures, of altered states of stars, altering bodies in its orbits.. to drift off into the sunset.. of our aspiring… relinquishing controls to reflections through the dusk of what the heat brought out.. of our hearts, minds and Sol… and what we’ll reflect upon tonight, unintentionally, or not…

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