posted on Jul, 5 2017 @ 07:18 PM
Oh Dear I see storm clouds. Hides under The Coop.
I knew they were coming, the clouds and the ensuing storm, actually I was a 'storm spotter'.
It bothers me to see people wandering about, trying to gather information from the scattered debris.
Storms hit randomly, from unsuspected sources.
We trust 'things', we become accustomed to certain 'environments', we are lured into complacency by jovial interactions, and don't notice the subtle
shaping of our attitude.
We suddenly find our selves placated, in depth to the seductive force.