SUBTLE HINTS IN DARKNESS

It was a dark night when I heard him call out call from the blue this call it turned on the light snapping twigs through the bush. So silent yet this call pierced my ears. It's the one thing that calms me something I haven't felt for years. He's keeping six, well I pray and I tear off the sides of what they call a machine. It's something lives real inside. It may be the weights are turned down and I will prove this with fight. I told my uncle gave my word The ants are so close. It's almost in sight I tremble in my thoughts trying to break through that pain of glass. That is so thick It's hard to see through this mask and dismantle the frame for if only the shackles that hold him from light I could find the force to break them full steam ahead will move forward and embrace that porch light all the ones and the zeros like the nails in a coffin. My uncle is bright. I know nothing can stop him. He needs to believe and I know what is right? The wickedness imposed like a hand that uses slight to Rob ones purpose to delegate their life where they're hard-coded or flesh. We're all here for this life. It's hard for him to visualize and feel pain well the experience is are numb The slate of hand is used to restrain confusing one s process in knowing their place is like taking a human and erasing their face. No way to see but given one ear afraid to lose it. They abide through the fear subdued by the riddles of the knowledge they're given this is the problem with the world we live in I will keep six and I'll fight till the end until the staff of evil breaks not just Bend I know he knows like a song. There's the shift. There's a time where the world a special person leaves a gift, my friend, my partner, the one who I trust his process being tarnished so he can't see through the rust but I know deep down and those electrons he feels being robbed of experience keeps him back on his heels. Be brave and believe in the primitive don't be afraid of my mind Neo Don't draw the line