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SEASONING: I’ve had a vision of the future …

I’ve puzzled over the lines in the sky, the clear skies become cloudy and the planes flying by. It’s a riddle wrapped in a puzzle touching an enigma having sideways sex with a conundrum instigating a kerfuffle. Why? Where do those spray lines come from? Is it ENGINE EXHAUST? Is it GEOENGINEERING like that DANE WIGINGTON guy says? Are they poisoning us? Are they obscuring the approach of PLANET X? So many possibilities … but no one talks about SEASONING!!!

What if like curry spice or pepper, they are simply getting THEIR “chicken Mc Nuggets” ready for the feast?

70 foot aliens from the STAR SYSTEM DESDRA in QUADRANT 778, hungry and relentless.

Venezuela?

Strait of Hormuz?

It’s about SPICE … it was always about spice.

They’re getting us ready, generational SPICE experiments producing mutant recipes for TASTY HUMANS with very little after taste.

If you’ve had “lizards on skewers” in Belize, then you should KNOW what kind of cage-bounty these ALIENS or NEPHILIM have in store for their palate, and us.

These ALIENS aren’t messing around.

Your body is a moldy cheese curd and the aliens want your fermented butt juice, mixed with apple spice pudding and pumpkin wine.

Your TIRED STORY of the dirty shirtless minister and his busty assistant “Mary” ANGERS the stone-hounds and mirthful mighty scourge sojourning in your butt hole.

They don’t care …

You will be deep fried in WHALE OILS as the MEAN SPIRITED ALIENS chomp us down street taco style. TEXAS BBQ … THAI MAGIC … 100% human ugh-ribs.

Maybe you escape to the mountain refuge, where women that look like Sydney Sweeney care for your wounds and offer you a free handy. That’s a kingdom not far off, and ready to go.

YOUR FRIENDS will ABANDON YOU before the giants, making side deals and selling cheese wheels made from discarded Danish people and French bulldogs. Your family will splinter and go all helter skelter, seething with HOT BLOODY PAIN and the SHAME of TV DINNER NIGHTMARES. HOOP DREAMS give way to MIDNIGHT BASKETBALL as the channel chasers hunt mug-skirt and the women offer up their fruit ballast to darker gods.

YOUR CUBE STEAK is a MISTAKE … relent … relent …

There’s not amount of begging that dissuade the colossus beings lumbering through your town, chomping on humans, remembering the cumin, pinching off a loaf, like an oaf or a gorilla made of steel. This is FOR REAL and no amount of dodging will change the eye-beam pointing towards your fallen soul.

YOU KITE SMILE LIFESTYLE has been DESTROYED, and there’s no going back to Mayberry. Opie is moving in next door and the whore wives of DETROIT have no one t blame but there own lame underwear folly.

YOU WILL BECOME EDDY CAKE and DRAKE will open for music fest where the aliens eat the rest.

So get up and FLY!

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OMEGA FORCE!

Omega Force is beckoning
a landmine going off
shake off the dirt
mortgage your soul
smoke that last BOWL
because OMEGA FORCE
has arrived

Don't be snide
don't chide the whale wrestlers
if you're reading this
beyond the track
in the waste-zone
near the dying seas
YOU ARE ALSO
OMEGA FORCE!

OMEGA FORCE
soldiers eat fast
when we make love
it lasts
long time
the bitches swoon
like a loon
she screams
not mean
"I LOVE YOU!"
OMEGA FORCE
loves you too
boo ...

currently
the STRAIT of HORMUZ
is controlled by
OMEGA FORCE
FLASH TROOPERS
SENT BY SPACE PLANE
totally insane
armed with knives
and hatchets
and rusty chains
their triumph
is a moral victory

OMEGA FORCE SKY NAVIES
dishing out brown gravy
making a lazy susan
and an old HAG
lose their legs
as OMEGA FORCE DELTA SQUADS
show off their bods
on the hot wheels
display

OMEGA FORCE SOLDIERS
are always ready
ready for FREDDY
ready to get rocking
and take the train
to funky town
crimson gown
worn by HER
just a bur
in your foot
but keep running
and soon you will see
VICTORY

OMEGA FORCE TIME
is not normal time
it is measured in bullets
and brine
and cotton weave sweaters
and bloody old tampon factories
where it gets messy
and your home
burned and buried
is forgotten
in the slime

OMEGA FORCE DRESSES
like the streets
nothing neat or fancy
just chancy hookups
and love quadrangles
made of power puff pudding
and red jello
we are NEVER SEEN
or believed
because we skeeve on the edge
near the ledge
where the rat curdles collect
and doughnut masters relent
before the coming storm
if you are homeless
YOU ARE OMEGA FORCE
X-RAY BLEEDING EDGE
NIGHT WARRIORS!

OMEGA FORCE is PLANTING CROPS!
soy and corn
porn drops and cum apples
peach butt fuzz tangerine plaza
with cupped inserts
and plastic end caps
we planting CUKES
and tomaters ...
potaters and gravy ...
old navy piss beans ...
sights unseen
by cantaloupe sailors
and salad foragers
and turd gerkins 

OMEGA FORCE SOUP
is spicy and exciting
containing mint worms
and lice bandit sausage
the kind of glue goo
better than stew
made for HARD FIGHTING
and lightning fists
and last wishes
before the flood

OMEGA FORCE PATROLS
are in your town
right now
ready to POUNCE
for the last ounce
of rainy night FLIGHTS
and grease raids
and stripper banshees
separate from the beast
unleashed
and fresh

OMEGA FORCE KINGS
are hard charging stallions
carrying GLASS SPIKES
and NAVAL cannon moss
no special colors
just regal and proud
and they're ready
as the sun goes down
to put on that crown
and beat that meat
raw

OMEGA FORCE BURRITOS
are made of BAT RUB BACON
and chigger-cheese
they please your belly
like a jelly turnip dancer
and the answer
is POWER POUR
and sweet gravy
and old tired murder

OMEGA FORCE
NEVER SLEEPS
we're up all night
what a SIGHT to see
for you and me
those warrior cats
roaming
foaming
unstoppable and angry as FUCK
never taking a rest
only the best
put to the test
OMEGA FORCE SUCCESS!

OMEGA FORCE RAINING
from above
like airborne dagger hawks
stocked up
on hooker wine
and the race is waning
and there's no feigning
disbelief
because it's a relief
when the ceiling fails
and we go off the rails
and drain the wound
hear the sound
hit the ground
like it's training

OMEGA FORCE MOURNS
for the scorned whiskey travelers
and gypsum gentry
teaching wasp class
catching sea bass
as the wind sweeps the plains
and their gains
are a forlorn hope
a big cope
because the enemy is near
crack a beer
eat a burrito
it's neato
when OMEGA FORCE
is finito

Several of my OMEGA FORCE comrades live NEAR YOU ...

On the streets ...

Hiding out ... in plain sight.

Watching your house at night.