By Sigrid Countess von Galen
Mind Games
'Hey, Survivor! You there!' says the guard, who is
also a neuro-scientist on some fascist bribery paylist.
'Don't think your concentration camp number
will go away in your slumber!
We feed it to you, whenever we need you
to wake up and to refill our cup in your nightmare,
as we do via our neuroscience techniques
and from our sleep laboratory even
hidden, although forbidden,
in an oratory at you through our by Lucien Freudbuilt John Dee mirrors stare!
Don't count on being counted as a survivor
and to be acknowledged as our victim! We won't
let you blow on us the whistle, as we have friends
in high places even in the garter and the thistle!
They can declare you insane or mad or kill you
in a mo! This is, what we can to you and your family do!
Nobody will believe you anyway that we have secret
concentration camps and experimental Nazi-style laboratories
even underneath a harmless Hampstead Heath footpath
and can easily abduct you or your family on your way!
You might have seen at meetings some of your high ranking fellow survivors
and you can only nodd at each other or better don't communicate at all,
never mind returning their greetings, or making to them a phone call,
as we listen into your line even from one of your neighbour's hall,
who will testify and lie for bribery from some bogus agent with a fake id
from the Pall Mall that you are a person most odd!
And you won't talk to anybody we don't approve of
also at any diplomatic ball, or we shall make against your
wider family a move and from you slowly all, whom you care about
take, one by one, and we get away with it, as we wear a secret society
mask and cone and can throw at anybody, who is in our way
any stone! And we do under oath unblushingly and convincingly
routinely untruth swear!
Ask your parish priest or a teacher in your child's school! Lately
had the feeling you are treated like a fool? For standing up for the truthof a footstool?! Well, that was us, working some black magic via
bribery and enforcing it in your local and wider community simply with organised
criminality and all accepted gladly, except for a very few in the pew,
and sanctuary, your death and demise together with your whole family!
As they don't like you and even steal from you your books and copy
your wife's chemise and want on you and your family for a whole violent
torture reprise for having been nothing but kind and generous and selfless
towards them! And they even made a deal over curry goat to share after your
death your coat that is ripped at the hem, as it does from a certain taylor stem,
whom we also of his life breath stripped - but we had that assassination from
the press clipped and blamed on another that bloody mess.
Just like there is always somebody, who screams Jesus Christ's name
for their bloodthirst and wrath against your peace path!
It's because they don't, unlike you, from the universe of martyrs and survivors
of evil stem but they are of the kind, who enjoy putting like us others
through hell's grind in their mind and they want to be bad and do even
human beings terrify and them with our help rape and torture in their sleep that is no longer deep and even physically we do them psychologically
to us bind with spells!
But, lately, survivor, each of you under our watch very strangely behaves!
And some of your wife's eggs we have also stolen and reproduced with
other men's sperm and made into a gamete cell for the highest bidders!
After all, we thought, it is hilarious to have a whole next generation of your
kind of caring human beings as slaves in our midnight naves!
And we keep you all meanwhile captured in your own mind's hell
and let you ring even a church bell for our fun, and let a nun in disguise
point at you a knife or a gun, and send around to slander you some
fascist Hun with his devil's crew and let them finish off also with their
reputation the last few of your supporters, and let them have have an accident,
after we some poles unscrew.
Admittedly, survivor, our tactics are not that new but technically advanced
even with stroboscopes from an underworldly stage and to a wider shore audience
more entertaining than that in caves!
Have you no fear anymore to go into your anonymous graves? Or that your barber
you at the throat shaves? Why are you no longer shedding any tear in agony
and fear? You are even looking at us with contempt and in disgust, whilst we point the knife at your heart! You dare to spoil our greed and lust and seem to somehow have turned the mirror to us into our face and our blackmail messages fail or even come back
in error!
Why don't we succeed anymore with our terror to cause in you any kind of
anxiety or worry or shock at the waiting with a running motor private ambulance lorry?!
What do you know about this ancient creed that does seem to give you such
magic protection from our attacks?! You even cancelled your accounts, as soon as
one of us as much as in contemplation into your system hacks!'
Sigrid Countess von Galen
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