Their eminence excretes and permeates our consciousness!

When a baby cry's, from a deep sleep.
When the cat/dog follows an unseen something throughout the property barking.
Or when it run's and hide's from the same phantom.
When parents fear the worst when things are GOOD.

When guv-mints show their hand to let America be absorbed into a new whir-led odor.

When all your fears become relevant.

There IS GOOD! Un-adulterated by man.

The energy we are constantly bombarded with IS, the bastards master, sewing the seeds of doubt!

For fear, we'll wake up and see their implement-al instrumental design to cancel us, the experiment.

The bastards that fucked with us to our current sate are not god.

That Author, I know, and IT, knows me...