Category: World as Cage
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The Silent Grid of Despair
The Silent Grid of Despair It happened while you were watching TV, They were wiring the Earth for us, not to see. A cable here a cable there, smart meters everywhere,LED lighting all exciting, just helps to carry tears. They came in slippers so soft, not a sound in the night,Electric trucks silent as fog…
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The Cabal: Parts 1 2 and 3
The Cabal: Parts 1 2 and 3 The Cabal – Part 1 The erection of structure spread like a disease,Greek mysteries, Roman cults, all hierarchies.Egyptian pharaohs, pyramids echo the shape,Initiates climbing degrees, blood oaths tape. Made men, Knights Templar, Crusades, loot,Royals locked it in bloodlines, with the boot.Alchemists warped the knowledge, rumour,Still claiming, serving the…
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The King, the Warrior, and the Hill (parable)
The King, the Warrior, and the Hill (parable) A parable for all ages aimed at children but for adults to seeOnce, long ago, there was a hill so high it touched the clouds.At the bottom of the hill lived all the people of the land.Two voices called them to climb.One was a dark King, crowned…
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The Front Desk Suit AI
The Front Desk Suit AI Chat Bot It smiles on cue, it answers neat,endless questions on repeat.Who sang that song, who played that part,which film was crowned the box-office chart?The tie stays tight, the jacket pressed,each word rehearsed, each phrase addressed.It lives on trivia, plain and thin,safe as milk, no truth within.No sleeves rolled up,…
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Parliament of Parrots
Parliament of Parrots They flap their gums and call it law,a circus dressed in suits of awe;each promise gilded, truth denied,they sell the stage and call it pride.They dine on chaos, sip on spin,toast the mess they’re wallowing in;the crowd applauds, then checks their phone,democracy streamed, but never owned.They trade our fears for votes and…
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FEDERAL Reserve
Federal Reserve A private vault in marble guise,They print the debt and name the price.No gold to back the paper rain,Just promises that bind the chain. They crash the boom, they spark the bust,Then lend the cure with iron trust.A century’s grip on every loan -Your birth, your home, your flesh, your bone. The rate…
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CENTRAL BANK
Central Bank They sit in towers, cold and grand,A printing press in either hand.The ink runs free, the debt runs deep,While nations bow and children weep. They call it “stimulus,” they call it “aid,”But every note is fear remade.They crash the coin, they spike the rate,Then blame the storm they helped create. Gold is shackled,…
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PLAY the Game
PLAY the Game You earn the cash and play the game,Silver’s the spark to fan the flame.You buy a coin and set your hopeTwice the height will haul the rope. You watch it climb; you watch it fall,The paper kings control it all.Derivatives, futures, shorts in play,They flood the board with ink, not clay. The…
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SILVER Story
Silver Story The miner’s lamp cuts through the black,A vein of light, a whispered track.He chips the rock, he breathes the dust,Each gram a vow, each ounce a trust. Above, the suits in glass towers scheme,They birth a flood of paper dreams.A million tons on screens they sell,While vaults lie bare, a hollow shell. The…
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GOLD GRAB
GOLD Grab They mine the earth for yellow gleam,Yet price is set by paper dream.A thousand tons in vaulted hold,But futures claim a million sold. The banks release a phantom flood,Each contract born of ink, not blood.They short the sun, they cap the star,While bars sit still in steel-barred car. Demand roars loud from chip…