Flat Earth Is Under Construction
The suns are twin, yet only one is seen,
One blazes white, the other glows unseen.
The moon, a temple cloaked in borrowed light,
A keeper of souls through the endless night.The serpent writes in numbers and lies,
Harvesting loosh as the innocent cries.
But ley lines hum with a secret song,
The rainbow serpent guards the strong.Cathedrals of stone, with organs of fire,
Dragons of old who never tire.
Witness walks where veils grow thin,
The orb responds to the truth within.From Uluru’s heart to Tibet’s hidden hall,
Crystals remember, they still hear the call.
The demiurge tallies, the cube deceives,
Yet love is the ink in the code we weave.So raise your eyes where Polaris stands,
A compass of stars, not of man’s hands.
The Flat Earth waits, its Machine reborn,
A world under construction, a new dawn sworn.o posts were found.