Zoom, zoom, zoom, We are flying to the moon! Zoom, zoom, zoom, Who is coming with us to our parallel universe of truth and justice and peace, on foot, bus or in the balloon, lovingly painted in our little upper room?! By Sigrid von Galen

Zoom, zoom, zoom,
We are flying to the moon!

Zoom, zoom, zoom,
Who is coming with us 
to our parallel universe
of truth and justice and peace,
on foot, bus or in the balloon,
lovingly painted in our little upper room?!

By Sigrid von Galen

Zoom, zoom, zoom,


We are flying to the moon!

Zoom, zoom, zoom,


Who is coming with us 
to our parallel universe
 

of truth and justice and peace, 
on foot, bus 

or in the balloon,
 lovingly painted 

in our little upper room?!

We leave no fireball nor a dark trace 
and need no silver spoon, 

as we simply 
leave to drown in their own
self pity and tears 

for prosecution fears 
a sinking corrupt empire of greed
 

that can no longer be saved by any bell
or elocution nor by immunity,

as it is revoked along with impunity,
when turns out 

that a knight commander of the Bath
 

has been dragged into an astronomically criminally


organised supernova secret society and 

dramatically denying its blackhole money constellation 

of a dark galactical and dead stellar maris spiderweb 


of bank and insurance intrigue in every nation

that knows
 only wrath as its path and greed and 

blackmail as its 
dark core feed!

Who does an already dead galaxy need that consists only


of old patterns of strategic warmongering in shrill neo-neon light 

with ancient crusades against the truth in a modern jargon fight,

empty phrases that will also die along with everybody, 

who does for a living lie and the truth deny 

in their ultimately flooded high-tech glasshouse 

turning aquarium of a gruesome kind, 
when the sword 

of the living word did come, 

and future extra-planetarian visitors will only evermore 

the dead corpses of a corporate short sight shore find, 

who fell victim to their every own vice wanting to kill all truth and living beings, 

who are decent and good even in its dark galaxy.

And the beasts hatched in incubators are easily in hindsight 


with ever the same influencers and manipulators also in DNA 

and face and name in outer space matched,

when a former MI5 director finally can testify in The Hague, 

not anymore vague but clear on all facts about crimes against humanity 

committed by many a disgraceful Lord and Dame, 

who put on once honourable orders, titles and positions 

but utter shame and abused and stole even another 

MBE or OBE's name under identitytheft, 

and left numerous victims of the truth and justice bereft!

The Trojan war won't be happening in the stars but a Trojan horse 

with the classics in his heart learnt also to decipher 

microdots and runes in Norse, which the mercenary 

kind of aristocracy omitted from their accounts 

and recollections of events, 

from which the former carries himself with his family unseen and visible scars 

from the organised criminality of many a secret society of the latter 

and does no longer endorse foes, who cause to mankind 

utmost woes under abuse of immunity, 

and who take the mick out of true and selflessly serving authority 

and who do only ever the board election candidate tick, 

who will be able to assist a company or bank offshore money to hoard 

and to fabricate and enforce a cover up fable about 'technical error' 

that was really disguised and inhumanly devised crimes against humanity 

and acts of terror!

NEC LAUDIBUS NEC TIMORE

And in the end mankind can only be saved through good old fashioned 

and TRUE: AMORE!


Who needs creeds that worship dust in an amphore?!

--
Sigrid von Galen
NEC LAUDIBUS NEC TIMORE

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