HERE IN THIS ROOM I VENTURE TO THE DEPTHS AND REALMS OF TIME AND SPACE .

I FEAR CERN AND ITS CHILDISH NAIVETY MEN CHILDREN TRYING TO EXPLORE   INTO THE FABRIC OF SPACE ITSELF AND MAYBE CREATING THE REAL LANGOLEERS  THE BLACK HOLE INSIDE THEM THE BLACK HOLE OUTSIDE

THE SPACESHIPS FLYING AROUND OUR PRIMITIVE PLANET  TRYING TO PERHAPS PRESERVE US FROM EXTINCTION

ROCKS LANDING IN OUR OZONE SPARKING LIKE BIG SWAN VESTAS FIRE IN THE NIGHT

DAYS IN HELL WONDERING   IF THE GREAT EVIL KING IN NORTH KOREA WILL SURVIVE HIS KARMA FOR A FEW  LIFE TIMES TO COME

MAYBE THESE THINGS IN LIFE THAT SURROUNDS US

THE PAIN

THE WARS

THE DISEASE

THE MORAL ILL IN US ACCEPTING THE EVIL THAT SURROUNDS US WHEN WE HAVE IN OUR HANDS THE POWER TO CREATE A POSITIVE WORLD IN WHICH WE CAN LIVE TO OUR REAL SPAN AS A SPECIES

THE RAPE OF THE GOOD WORLD WILL END ONE DAY WHEN THERE IS NO MORE FOR THE EVIL TO EAT WHEN THEY STAND ON THE EDGE OF THEIR BURNT AND TATTERED CONSCIENCE  HAVING SMOKED THEIR LAST JOINT AND ALL THEY SEE IS BLACK  AND THEIR SPIRIT DISPAIRS KNOWING THE WARNINGS WERE THERE BUT THEY DIDN’T HEED

BUT THIS IS ONLY WHAT WE KNOW COULD HAPPEN BUT AGAIN THE FEARS OF IT CAN MAKE YOU AWAKEN IN FEAR AND DREAD LIKE THE ANIMALS THEY USE TO EXPERIMENT ON FOR OUR INSATIABLE VANE APPETITES   THEY FEEL IT THEY KNOW  IN LIVES TO COME IN THE STREETS WE WALK ON WE SEE THE BEGGAR AND WE ARE THE MONKEY BUT THE FEARS THE SAME

THE BEGGAR

THE BEAST

THE MONKEY

IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN.