By BoJenn
The old age does not surrender easily.
Mike Johnson, Trump, and the MAGA tide are the shadows of our species —
the final murmur of the Piscean dream,
where belief was stronger than truth, and power was mistaken for light.
These figures cling to the lower current of our evolution,
unwilling to step into the clarity of the Aquarian dawn.
But the tide is already shifting.
Humanity stands at the threshold of awakening —
one foot still in the shadow, the other rising toward the water’s surface.
A struggle must come;
the shedding of an age is never silent.
The dark resists dissolution,
for it knows that in the light of Aquarius,
there is no place for deception, fear, or the worship of false kings.
The question now is not whether the dawn will come —
but who among us will choose to awaken with it.
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