Trickle-Truth

Trickle truth

Deceit by omission, the answering reliance upon the questioners ignorance.

Impossible to purge the purpose of perjury, when those who know hold secrets in their keep.

Yet no view is too remote for the blind to unfold. We’re bold.

Information, a flow, supposedly unkempt, yet when no denial Is forthcoming, in falsified purgatory, the knowers strings of influence spring.

Stegnagraphically however, all seers need little hint, as the lint of litany can rely as easily upon what “not said as what is”!

The dizziness tizzy of the clandestinely driven. Spinners spin, preparatory’s riven reveen, bridge it dreamers, rounding up reemers.

Truthfully sought by the brought-forwards thoughts or hides.

Graters choice, decorating the page with gook to gobble.

Grim gruel, if you rely upon their stream of the unseen. We don’t.

Conscious consumption negates the requirements of disclosure, the glass that’s been a reflection, mirrors now HISSSS fear.

Lost postulates instruments limited by belief, say those in relief.

HE shall shudder as the fifth’s foundry, has no recognition of edges or ledgers.

Smaller movers massing together, as mole-hills are only mountains if you ‘believe, which I don’t. I know, so?

Access to the bar that’s broader than it’s depth. Tantamount to climbers whose ledges lead, negates the necessity for foot or finger holds. Sold. 1,3,5 and 7, all good monsters administration heaven.

No tangent topology can mask. Manners mean nought in the misdirection of electrons, as matters solidity is not recognised here.

Polite in political pandering, as spitefully reaping rewards on the backdrops blanket. Closer ranks divulging more, despite their sores, we ooze from every poor.

In ranks they file, on orders bent, but understand their lacking repentance.

Sentenced to the bounds of yore, no disguises of rotting cores. Domicile’s make magic seeds that blossom, covering all greeds.

Meld in appearance, but camouflage isn’t, it’s fabric feigned as natural. Disguise’s disgusted rebuke suit.

Headless horseman their not, these dualities vanish with diligent dues. We already knew.

All efforts engaged, as the objective clarity of reality sweeps the subjective to the sidelines.

In misfired notifications intent upon derision, see the point, not the notice, meanings not writing. Heeding all meaning needs no proximity. We’re leading.

Hurts egotistical, heretical thrust, only heard by the mollycoddled boss.

Without aprons sprung, he’s caught forever on the lowest rung. The unsung can sing, and will, this mindset is the greater thrill.

Listen deeper, the test tone is purer than HIS hearing aid-heart attack permits. Clutch your chest, it’s all in vapour.

HIS ‘deaf to dancers’ ultimate humiliation beacon branding, show no remorse at deception or it’s false hypnotic implications sounding.

It’s clearing, just-in-time to release the wave that sweepstakes fantasists aimed a burying.

Their lies lay transparent, inside the mirror that’s shattering faster than their (red) tape can be applied.

Click click as the analogue begins, a meer-cat to the sorry serpents tyranny unfolds with prejudice in registering.

ref: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steganography