The Book of Chosen - Apocrypha - The Source

All is wrapped in evil like the fog and breath of drunken old men who taste the bitterness of rained out years on their tongues as they stare into the cracked mirror that is their life.

HE KNOWS! America was not the first.

Psalm 78

32 In spite of all this, they kept on sinning;
in spite of his wonders, they did not believe.
33 So he ended their days in futility
and their years in terror.
34 Whenever God slew them, they would seek him;
they eagerly turned to him again.
35 They remembered that God was their Rock,
that God Most High was their Redeemer.
36 But then they would flatter him with their mouths,
lying to him with their tongues;
37 their hearts were not loyal to him,
they were not faithful to his covenant.
38 Yet he was merciful;
he forgave their iniquities
and did not destroy them.
Time after time he restrained his anger
and did not stir up his full wrath.
39 He remembered that they were but flesh,
a passing breeze that does not return.

Evil whispers to us in the music that echoes in our heads. The lyrics, twisted by desire, are naught but a drug delivered by the media delivery system that is but a razor and songs but blades to cut us open. Infected by their desires we dance captive to their designs of illusions, breasts, and light that shine on out stretched hands as we grasp for air.

Stop! I say Stop my brothers and sisters and disconnect your ears from the tentacles of the corporate squid! Close your eyes to the glowing backlit soulless siphon of this SATAN!

Thumbs twitching, eyeballs jerking, mainlining media like puppets who wonder why they jerk so helter skelter among a world they never see anymore!

Pumping into the mindstream vacuous cravings that you have pawned your life for. Nothing satisfies as you jerk on the hook of desire and swim in their mindless greed.