Revolution

All the walls come crumbling down.

 

Brick. Stone. Mortar.

 

Let it. Let it fall.

 

Brick by brick. Stone by stone. Let it fall to your feet.

 

Bring in the revolution.

 

Bring in the revealing.

 

It is here, the “show me” or I will not believe, it is here.

 

Look up. Look around.

 

Open your eyes to the falsehoods of this structured reality you have been living in.

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