Switches

Where is their prey? Anyone that dares to stay. They will use their cracking whips making you dance with gimmicks and tricks.

What of this way? You ask in earnest, a life anew desiring to be burnished.

They don’t know though they feign knowledge and enlightenment, but all you gain is confinement.

It’s a bondage of a new sort though you cannot see it, however much you feel it, you just need to flee from it.

Follow me and my special ways, this path and not that. Eat this apple, taste the rot. I have, you have not.

Fairy tales all come to an end and that’s when you begin again. Cards will fall. Threats of disembodied heads to roll.

Give yourself only to the one who truly has your best interest, not the queens, the seducers, or the switches.