Prepare for the great flood
As something wicked this way comes
Shakespeare said it could be felt
By the pricking of my thumbs
Surrounded by the Nephilm
Before the great deluge
There is no sanctuary for us
There is no hope of refuge
Prepare for the end of times
Synchronicity points out the signs
Ignorant and arrogant mankind
Is forever and eternally blind
We will disappear down the rabbit hole
Of a quantum paradigm shift
And we will hold our heads in shame
As we review as spirits just how badly we lived
That led to earth’s humanity
Self destruct and go extinct.
fauxcroft 
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