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flj011278
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Idolatry machines
Sitting in my chair, my heart begins to race as my vision distorts and the room slowly melts away.
Am I awake and dreaming or dead And remembering?am I still here? Should I reach out? Can anybody hear me?
Holding on to what I thought was real. As the pieces crumble before me.
Suffocating , fear like the vacuum of outer darkness , feeding on my consciousness as the void envelops and swallows me whole.
I focus on the clock as the gears of time. Twist and turn before me like a living soul.
The past is the present and the future is without hope. The stars are all eyes and the cosmos alive, Watching our every move as we go.
Our sin is a mirror a reflection of who we really are. There's no escaping the truth , we're idolatry machines , choking on the golden calf , while creating our own god
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on Idolatry machines from @Cpwe Skele
""We are idolatry machines choking on the golden calf while creating our own gods" What a way to end a poem. I can feel the deep reflective isolation; from the poem I get the sense that it is voluntary or at least self i…" - May 2026
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My name is Frank Johnson, I'm an artist. A painter poet and singer-songwriter. a lot of my work is a cautionary tale. A natural storyteller, I write from my own experience or experiences of others who have touched my life and as unbelievable as some of it may sound on the surface, It all comes from a real place in time. My inspiration is usually derived from the tragedy and beauty that is life, things that are common to man. The truth.
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