The secret signal
has hit our heart
as a sharp sword.
The secret signal
has obliged
for first rate transmission right,
As an emergency car
flying on the busy streets
breaking the all rules
with switched sound,
As an urgent telegram
crying about death of close one
when you received only solemn and cut words
about tragic lost and wouldn't able to do nothing more.
O yes,
there are has the deep telepathy
and the hidden channel
between all livings creatures in the world,
accecible and understandable
without any words
in the tragic instants of our existence.
So in the eve of great disaster or
catastrophe
something unusually happen
in the core of substamses and universe around us.
Men, animals, birds, reptiles
trying survive personally
starting to think and do collectively
have transformed behaviorally as close brothers,
when even cruel predators and theirs preys
run out from flames skin to skin
under strong demand of that bandwidth signal.
And so in the end of Times,
as clearly witnessed holly scriptures
not only all living creatures
on the Earth and deep in Seas
but also the souls of all people
in our planet
had lived from beginning of Time
suddenly to awake in the Day of Judgment
when even objects without souls
around us
like mountains, sun, stars
and heaven itself
will trembled, melted, converted and fell down
Upon the almighty signal
with the greatest, broadest and deepest
bandwidth capacity
and transformational power.
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