Aye
Future
In the
telepathic zone it’s louder than a phone
For it’s
direct into the mind and nothing to unwind
Ask a
question to a fellow earthling
In the
fraction of an Einstein, telekinetic inkling
Then see
a stranger and you know its Collette’s beau
Does it
shock or surprise you, in this droll physical world?
It really
ought not to for we’re manifestations of energy
Human
transmitters and generators kinetically
You
turned round when feeling those eyes
And
caught the last moment as they looked away
We can
see thru’ with remote viewing entanglement
One day
we’ll speak easy and it won’t be an illegal drinking establishment
For
hearing words’ll be so passé
It’ll all
be eyes and telepathy
Connected
strings that interact dimensionally
Oh to
flit around mindfully the galaxy
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