Imagine.....

Imagine my voice over a million radios/
Saying what knowledge i have to those who dont know/
Imagine a million people standing up for they believe in/
Causing the balance between negative and positive to become uneven/

Imagine sickness and death obsolete the right way/
Imagine the human race traveling through time and space in space trains/
The future of mankind defeating pollution and acid rain/
and the human eyes that will someday see the passing of stars as he accerates/
Through the galaxy as electronic frequency manipulates/
Object construction through teleradiographic design which will obliterate/
all that stands between advanced mass reconstruction and duplex substrates/

Imagine the proper human DNA configuration for advanced computer to brain integration/
Imagine the future needs/
only through peace/
Imagine the infinite possibilities............

By: John C Loera
April 21, 2009

The Master of Genetics Alter of Truth

The master of genetics alter of truth/
These are the words evaporating from my mind for you:/
To say the least i have this beast inside of me/
I choose to feast as the winds blow strong from west to the east/
upon the souls of my fellow kin, so there is plenty to eat/
only for as long as the sun shines on top of me/
Because it gives me energy in which i absorb to defeat the enemies/
so bright, the light, a metaphor for what is going on inside of me/
to fight, for what is right/
taunting,is the power to escape to an alternate reality/
of unimaginable beliefs with money trees/
but i accept the fact that at any time death shall become of me/

Time allows me the time, to remind those in lies/
the truth that spiritual expression cannot be denied/
power in numbers with contemporary beliefs will always thrive/
and cause all others without will power to exhaust and die/
Behold the mold that grows will overthrow the old/
Master of genetics i resume to what shall be told/

Be golden, be bold......
because i know i want to be left in a permanent slumber/
under the thick leaves of a abnormal tree in the summer/
in space and time left to peace, with the imagination forever creating reality.....

By John C. Loera
April 21, 2009

Same Daze

Everyday seems to be same/
Look at darkness gather over my eyes/
It’s the clouds, all around; it’s the same, the rain!
Coming down, leaving dark stains, and covering my minds frame.

I walk truly, through this life, reminding myself its real/
Not a movie, so with a government collapse; who will save me?
Will I be strong enough to endure? Or will I struggle to live and be poor?
The days fly by and i try to keep my memories fresh with every pass.

I want to fly high above the clouds/
With the only possible way to look is down, and see everything that is around/
Because I have dismissed all possible achievements as completed/
Someday, someday I will have achieved this.

The goal is possible only through struggle, because without that there is no gain/
People don’t like pain, so they are afraid, and say exactly what I said/
That every day feels the same/
I can understand why, but how can you ever learn if you don’t try?

So I trample over time with my actions, constantly making it happen/
Yesterday will always be the past and the cause for today/
But no matter what/
Everyday is still the same day, unless what you did yesterday caused some type of change.

BY: John C. Loera
April 16,2009

Shifting Plates of thought

Geographic mapping of your minds axis.
Preparing for the polar radio active action consisting of equilateral damage.
My minds circumference is directly proportional to the to the suns diameter.
Simple segmented memory Kneels to the throne of infinite prosperity/

Capitalize on the heavy amount of casualties due to the resistance,
War masses gather at the central location, Four boxes and not one soul can miss this.
Triceratops of power, continental bending of fingers intertwined with the last hour,
Metallic sparks form the ultimate blade of power!

The imaginations explorations1

Watching stars pass, in this cell, i wish i could surpass the bars which hold my soul. I imagine, and when i come back, i hear the laughs, of the one who holds, the keys and who wears the invisible mask. When I die I might have to face an ultimate being who judges if I am sent to heaven or hell, but where ever I may go, today I’m still going to be a free spirit who thinks beyond the scope. So when it comes true, i hope it comes with ease, and if I’m reincarnated, I want to come back as a space monster with space propulsion jets on my wings, so I can fly around the galaxy, But For now, I want to escape into a boundless reality, beyond any physical limits, not with drugs; i need my mind and body to be clean, so my mind can go the furthest distance possible with one leap. I want to take off the chains and see; the universes end, and understand the most possible complex equations operating behind operational themes, just like the ones within dreams. The battle, of the Forces defying this world’s law, is the largest battle that can ever be,  because if we dont get into space were bound to fail, but you just have to look at everything and see the links, see all the subjects in the house of cattle, hear our rattle. I’m part of the offensive ultimate alternating forces, not fearing the shadows. More over, to the endless silent blackness of the universe, I’m a traveling major elliptical spirit serving, observing cosmic units and traducing sound frequencies into particles which complete my form, of a Concrete heavily armed, urbanized soldier. Knowing the blame, eliminating enemies and eliminating threats is just not the same. Military type occupational reign, over any biological properties, which have no practical progressive cause for gain. No matter how i put it, these ideological traits, in this English language, cannot be fully explained. Looking back from the future i see faces which are not the same. Traveling reverse, my mind seeks to destroy death which constantly attempts to erase my existence and my name. I don’t want to die, i want to live forever. I want to see the future into the never ending lands I expand in my minds deepest caverns. It’s Deeper than the white sheet behind the universe, where you might find me mixing up the power of a trillion suns exploding at once with a couple words. …

BY: John C. Loera.

Modern and Twisted

Computer chips, and fried anatomy,
Geological locations outlined in the stars systematically,
Seaside versus rotate tyrannically,
Maddening, it is eating away the decay, reverse evaporating.

Construed beyond any logic,
Dramatic movements slow down the melody,
Time reversal, all frames break automatically,
Space planets galore, star satellites, and transmission networking.

Breaker ones mixed with under water subs,

Shooting beyond the atmosphere to the aliens above,

Sideways implants, and all modernizations to come,
You never know what day is the day that you won’t wake up.

BY: JOHN C. LOERA

New Aged

Intelligent surveyor of information surplus,
No knowledge is safe, have no trust,
Broadcasting UHF frequencies, the radar is pulsed over us,
Now on a computer screen, your identity is picked up.

Electronic world, reality is digital,
The matrix is real on mainframes kept inside the masters threshold,
Now Scan your bar code!
So your information is ready for another download.

The living world weeps as it is destroyed by electromagnetic radiation,
Biological cells mutate in organisms,there is an increase in cancer patients,
Knowledge kept behind firewalls, password invalid to our organization,
who will survive in the war of information?

BY JOHN C. LOERA

Data Chain Links

Satellite controlled cameras zooming in,
Details include descriptions of all human specimens,
Information clusters link to social security identification,
Every Transaction recorded; monitor all communications/
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Initiation of data manipulation,
World peace through world unification,
Mass distribution of urban environments,
Welcome to the future of Empirical enslavement/
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Human psychology micro chipped,
Virtual distraction, computerized containment ships,
Operational status of SAGE 3 now complete,
And physical war is obsolete with data chain links.
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BY: John C Loera

The Frame of Referance

Own out and see the pier, see the oceans wrath on the land. Moving in, going out as it will. Menace to the worlds life. Human mind. I see time ticking, now moving fast. Faster into it, then we crash. Blown to bits. The future is now. Discovery of actions. Imaginations dealings with real world mechanics. Alterations of reality! Stuck behind the money, the milk and the honey.Property is what children cry over, but the universe is what scientist and the great minds are concerned with. To sing over the masses with positive influence to say:

Waves of uncertain events constantly occur, unfolding from the sheet of time with no pauses. Nonstop on the current second, all the way to the non existent end of space, twist and turn till each frame of a second shatters and breaks exposing the next.......what actions of now benefits who? Single strands stand alone but rope is stronger then string. Break transmissions, unbearable light radiating till biological cells in the eyes explode, see micro time enlarged. I've lived millions of years to rationalize this correctly. Nonsense is just a sample of idealism at its infant state, to be developed by persuasion and meaning, thoughts which cause change when physically introduced by transducers that therefore relay the energy to another source which make a reaction. Have your dos and don'ts but be willing to extract reasons for these set ideals unless like a rock that falls on a mountain side you have no set course but down to be persuaded by the other objects you come in contact with.

By: JOHN C. LOERA