you shall not see
erelong the loom,
if thus we truss
invisibility of
fibers, glass &
copper filigree,
mad science,
weaponry;
what time a
vandal goes
poking holes
in Van Gogh,
no inch more
an etching plate,
the charger &
cemetery vase;
all pennies, to
an industry’s
measured pit,
one cloak fore
Nibiru, what
time Mes Aynak
ayaladn 
So, I am not certain. Are you for or against our destruction. Should I say “What me worry?” I like it, becareful I notice your lines are lengthening.>KB
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I am against destruction, KB; ‘tho fond of ruins…because they are still there.
Herein, Nibiru is a metaphor for the alien-corporate penchant to destroy…
and I doubt they will make wind-chimes or anklebells. This time I’d rather be wrong.
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