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  The Territory of the Little People - Storm Clouds Approaching The atmosphere over Pine Creek churns before it breaks. The sky stops being a distant ceiling, and tears open into a fevered, gestural vortex, churning in fierce ribbons of cadmium gold, raw ember, and bruised ink. Here, in the suffocating stillness of the build-up, the heat plays violent tricks on my inner eye. As the squall gathers, the twisting ironwoods and fractured ridges don't feel empty; they crawl with the uncanny belief of the Little People, low-slung, watchful phantoms spun from wire, red dust, and dry static, waiting out the road's fragility. Every jagged branch and swirling filament of cloud becomes a face, an arm, a sinister presence breathing inside the rising storm, drawing the traveller deeper into the delirium of the interior. Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge John Bennett - AKA JJFBbennett , is an independent artist. You can view and subscribe to my work via  Blogger , YouTube , Fl...
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Ghosts Behind The Wall

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There are ghosts behind the wall
Our veil of security
Our collective power
Our freedom to consume
The force is behind the delusion


There is an ancient behind the door.
As considered behind the door.
But has appropriated before the door.
At the same time.
Coexisting on either side of the spectrum.
Whether the door is closed.
Whether the door is open.
Whether you are imprisoned.
Whether you are free.



A Red Ghost Behind the Door 

It has collected the intelligence.
My capabilities, 
My intentions, 
And my activities.
It understands my secrets.
It will protect its own.
It is independent of public scrutiny.


Three Red Ghosts behind the Wall

Identifying the semblance of a military-related threat
Blurring the truth
Actioning propaganda of exacerbation

Fixating the populous
Spinning the back door as the front door
Tracking your intellectual property
And mining you the consumer as the product


Five Red Ghosts in Blue Space

As an irrepressible force approaches an immovable object.
The strong sense entrapment.
And will sacrifice in fear of losing place.
And will sacrifice the weakest in the alliance.
To reclaim moral purpose. 
To validate their title.
Their world order.


Two corporate giants.
Stand prepared. 
To identify a genuine threat. 
And cut down any disruption.
Any cultural insurgency of size and momentum.
That threatens profit.

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The Ghosts Behind The Wall 



The ownership of everything.
By those who have accumulated sufficient wealth.
To invest in their power and privilege.
To suppress intellectual dissent.
And destroy the mass.
Of their resiliency 
Of their voice.

All that remains is the voice of the elite.
Who form captured bureaucracies.
Who form captured corporations.

Until doctors, scientists, academics, and teachers are contained.
And whistle blowers are removed as fringe rage.
When knowledge is subservient to the functional use of the authority.



The mindless mass
And evil forces. 


 







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