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Part I Fear of sickness in the lungs creates illness of the eyes,  ears, and tongue. Widespread pandemic of lies and exaggerations infiltrates your mind with punchy headlines and propoganda. Take a gander at the real sickness among us. Protests for peace[M+J] still have yet to see justice as the bodies continue piling, now they're hanging from trees [M+J] like it's 1943. Public executions disguised as suicide.[M+J] Suicide disguised as years of depression, discounting expiration due to this global oppression. Mass media control -bell ringers yelling disproportionate[C+D] death tolls.[A] Quasimodo to the people with their twisted facade indebted public servants to their elitest gods, barking loyal lap dogs[C+D] "Only a mask can protect you and others," "don't forget gloves," "sanitize all you see," kill every germ, even the ones that protect us. You see  There's always gonna be some "bad apples" so you might as well be sure. Kill e...

Darko wields the blade of her ballpoint with finesse. An innovative mystic wordsmith who cuts into deep emotional truths with raw grit, challenging social norms with spiritual insight through her creative expression. Darko illustrates the unseen beauty and hope discovered in shadow work through various realms of eloquent composition.

This is not a poem, Rather a whisper Of forever. Fire fevered in my bones Caught hidden in a glance As our stars dance in Revolution Time escapes me Escaping reality Reflecting everything Like silver and glass How the spaces pass Through us as one Sacred vessel -Spirit flask Moon shining From Sun, with Light borrowed Though she never asked (Forgiveness given Far more often than permission) Refraction working the same Within the illusion Psychedelic excursion In between blinks It's not what you think, It's how you feel "Real" is in the perception Twisted scripts trip the flip book movie reel End scene Expand the screen Another tight rope stroll Suspended in a daydream