Propaganda is a chain
Made of links of wax
Intended to bind,
Your mind.
It need not be actual steel,
Necessity demanding merely the look,
Not the feel.

The invisible Worm
That flies at night
In the howling Storm,
Enters your mind,
As a rhyme of Shivers,
Warmth results
From the cellular triggers.

Waxy illusions
Can not persist
Under the heat of examination.
Melting, dripping, oozing, sliding, slipping,
Dissolving bonds proofed poor restraint,
Tighten your anus!
Resist the urge to faint.

On-rushing blood pounding in my head,
The thought-flood is internal!
Cannot everyone see?
All the information spewing from me?
Why do I shake?!
What is this Quivering in my body?!
Why am I running?!
What will I feel?!
It’s here! Now!
Revolution Vibration.
It’s Real.

HyperNovelty is emerging now. This is the period where all ‘authority’ falls away, and the mind is left with no sure and certain anchor for its view of reality. It is a Time of the Upending, the Over-Turning, of All Points of View of Universe. Only if your understanding is firmly, but flexibly, adhered to our Emerging Reality, will your mind surf this period successfully.
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Revolutions are like punctures in tires. You only need one small one to start, and pretty soon your whole truck is stopped by the side of the road. American Revolution 1.0 in 1776, started, and was sustained, and was successful, with only 3% of the population directly involved. Now, in AmRev2.0, we have, what, say 30% involved? Purebloods mainly.

The waning days of Summer, this year, and into the early crispness of Fall, will be our period of New Currents of Thought emerging from the depths of our HyperNovelty. These new thought currents will be emerging from the depths by those minds that are there, now, stirring up the Muck of History.

Come on in.
The Woo is Warm,
Dark and Deep.
Filled with Treasures;
A Lifetime’s Keep.