The machines lined the labyrinth in rows Lights, colors and animations all posed In endless arrays of enticing sounds Like children on turning merry-go-rounds
Some people can barely walk or breathe Still coming in and taking seats beneath The neon altars of chance, money and vice All gathered together like a nest of mice
The draw of the elusions and a sum to win Keeping the people in a polarized spin Roundabouts in sheer tidal waves of hope Not aware they are on a slippery slope
Participating for points to keep a status In the all encompassing apparatus Designed to become your new home From its shadows you will not roam
Perceived as a beacon of true light Serving the lonely slaves by night Souls the darkest demons possess Each slap of the buttons causing stress
Endless sounds of screams and elations Winning money to calm the agitations Still they file in like going to church On a never-ending quest and search
Looking for the missing links in their life Placating the unbearable internal strife Never looking up, never seeing the above Their misery resides in a lack of true love
Vice becomes the misery of a life lacking the highest vibration ….LOVE!
Distractions of their coveted and profitable electronic inventions are the tools of the criminals in charge; designed to keep you from finding out the truth.
Think about this and then order your life accordingly - events are going to get more intense and awesome, don't be fooled!
Stay prayed up! Jade Anjoun
"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. ... For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; ...Matt 7:7-8