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People should be like Lions, filled with a righteous anger, a righteous rage. Is it a coincidence it's happening as we leave one & approach another age? As Billions are questioning these very things, looking at the suffering that Baby'Loan brings, they turn off their radios that play the songs which the Harlot sings. Economic hamster wheels & Tax without representation. A tried & trusted way to destroy your own beloved nation. But they have prepared a new dish for us, one which they want us to eat quickly & not make a fuss... Replacing the old with a digital ID, they say its the next human evolution, the new way to be. Bio digital convergence to cast you once again, DEAD & lost at sea. Hmmm, It's a really tempting offer Saturn, but I'll have to sadly decline, I've really got to wash my hair & get to bed by 9!
Earl EWalker
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extinction
/ɪkˈstɪŋ(k)ʃ(ə)n,ɛkˈstɪŋ(k)ʃ(ə)n/
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1.
the state or process of being or becoming extinct.
"the extinction of the great auk"
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dying out
disappearance
vanishing
death
extermination
destruction
elimination
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PHYSICS
reduction to zero in the intensity of light or other radiation as it passes through a medium, due to absorption, reflection, or scattering.
"ultraviolet extinction"
Aa Harvey Jul 2019
Global Extinction
The fires you start will come back and burn you.
The idiots are in charge and they deny the truth.
Enjoy the sunshine whilst remaining blind to the drought.
We as a species deserve to be dying out, no doubt.
When the waters rise and the lives disappear,
You will turn around and ask to hear,
But it will be too late to make a change.
The end is nigh, if things stay the same.
The sun is nice, until it is not.
The sea’s will rise and the land it will go.
The bats have all died because it is getting too hot.
Welcome to your inferno.
No fossil fuels left for you to dig, you dig?
You will be left on your little island, surrounded by what you did.
Emptying the ground for oil and gas.
The life they have, the life they must have.
The gas has taken the future and all the president can do is laugh.
I guess he knows that money talks.
The silent majority will rise and tear down your new wall.
Protest against the murderers, they **** the planet while I write verse,
To tell a tale of man-kinds fail; the words will never be heard.
Extinction Rebellion;
Our future wails.
No more extinction! No more contradictions.
No more self-punctured nails.
Once upon a time a clean air act was written as a promise.
No take backs, set in stone, the lies beat the Hell out of being honest.
The Earth is empty, it’s elementary. If you eat until it is all gone,
You will get a nice tan from a hundred degree sun.
Speaking like a hurricane, tornado range,
It’s climate change.
The amazon is nearly gone, because Mr. Amazon is number 1.
The Earth is first, humanity thirsts,
I see no saviour fighting for our Earth.
All that remains is a scorched planet.
Just one more degree and we have all had it.
Polar bears drown, forest fires.
When the power ends and the planes are all downed,
We will be climbing the trees to get higher.
The tsunami will set us free,
By wiping out man’s technology.
Welcome to another ice age.
Man will walk alone one day.
The last man on Earth will have his say,
But nobody will ever hear him again.
For too long now we have all stood still,
By driving pollution through our hearts.
We have all become so ill.
This is how the evil starts…
“ It is through gratitude for the present moment that the spiritual dimension of life opens up”
~ Eckhart Tolle ~
A magical species that roamed this
land,
Given the garden in the palm of their hand.
Made in gods own image, born to flourish,
Mother nature given to nurture, nourish,
A connection to the divine kept humans sublime,
Through natures love, all wounds healed in time.
But where did it start?
Where did it stop?
A beautiful plan given the chop.
Yet lying in wait, a scientific mistake,
destined to turn you against your mate.
Survival of the fittest did Darwin state,
Compete not Cooperate to put food on your plate.
nothing is connected ! Einstein exclaimed
"spooky action at a distance", he named and shamed.
We are all separate & here to survive.
Listen to me, dont look at the lies.
Take what you want,
Take what you need,
We shall bend nature to our will and make it heed,
You deserve it you know! Its desire not greed.
& lead the way,
Those souls would follow, connected night & day.
The pursuit of dominance, power & fiendish dark plans,
Divide & separate so they can conquer all lands,
A crucifixion by night & Resurrection by day,
look into you hearts to know God never meant it to be this way.
Illuminati conspiracy or the Dajjal is here,
Psychopaths given all the power by the masses fed on fear,
Did a trick of the mind made man so blind?
To think its his right to be so unkind,
Yet in 1997 brought Nicolas Gisin
But let it be known, this is not of mother natures way.'
“No one lights a lamp and puts it under a bowl where it will be hidden. Instead they put it on its stand, so that those who come in may see the light. Your eye is the lamp of your body. When your eyes are healthy, your whole body also is full of light. But when they are unhealthy, your body also is full of darkness. See to it, then, that the light within you is not darkness. Therefore, if your whole body is full of light, and no part of it dark, it will be just as full of light as when a lamp shines its light on you.”
~ Luke 11:33-36 ~
“Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.
Matthew ~ 18:3
"A lie is sweet in the beginning and bitter in the end, and truth is bitter in the beginning, and sweet in the end."
—Osho
“In daily life, you are in the habit of running because you think happiness is impossible in the present. This is a habit that was handed down to you by your ancestors, by your parents. Happiness does not seem possible to you in the here and now, so you look for it in the distant future.
The practice of being present consists of stopping that habit of running.”
~ Thích Nhất Hạnh ~
Moments captured in good times and strife... Protests, people, places, life & the light.
In a land containing amnesia ridden souls, our forgotten history hidden from us, to stop us reaching our goals.
I wonder around lost in this kingdom of lies. A proxy of Rome 'they' say, for whom our children dies...
I shall say goodbye for now, but let it be said; "Cesar's bread is mouldy & his circus is dead!"
Moments captured in good times and strife... People, places, life & the light.
In a land full of forgetful souls, our history & traditions hidden to stop us reaching our goals.
I wander around lost in this kingdom of lies. A proxy of Zion for whom our children die's.
Contracted as soon as our mothers gave birth; Why does such evil rule the earth?
I shall say goodbye for now, but let it be said;
~ "Caesar's bread is mouldy & his circus is dead!" ~
Moments captured in good times and strife... The walking dead wounded, by not choosing life.
In a land full of forgetful old souls, our history & traditions hidden to stop us reaching our goals.
I wandered around lost in a kingdom of lies. A proxy of Zion for whom our children die's.
Contracted as cargo as soon as our mothers' had berthed; We were lost dead at sea, while still walking this earth.
I shall bid you good day, but let it be said;
~ "Caesar's bread is mouldy & his circus is dead!" ~
Moments captured in good times and strife... The walking dead wounded, by not choosing life.
In a land full of forgetful old souls; history hidden to stop us reaching our goals.
I wander around lost in a kingdom of lies. A proxy of Zion for whom our children die's.
Contracted as cargo as soon as our mothers' had berthed; Lost dead at sea while still walking the earth.
I shall bid you good day, but let it be said;
"Caesar's bread is mouldy & his circus is dead."
Photographs made up of the dark & the light, memories & moments by day & by night.
From the City of London's shiny sky scrapers to the noisy streets below bustling with city workers & their freshly inked papers.
The calm of Greenwich parks to the chaos of Speakers Corner @ Marble Arch. Current political events & breaking news to landscape panoramas of Cotswold views.
Or maybe fashion is your field & we craft images of garments & unique faces set against backdrops of London's most iconic places.
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Moments captured in good times and strife... Protests, people, places, life & the light.
A land of amnesia ridden souls in a kingdom of lies. A proxy of Rome for whom your children dies...
I shall say goodbye for now, but let it be said;
Should we choose life & not the 'Walking Dead'.
We simply have to sacrifice Cesar's circus & bread.
I the living witness, claiming to be free...
Swimming through life, with lead boots on, a gift from the Holy See.
A Savile row King will fix it for you, with Jimmy & Keir & Tony Blair too...Don't forget Jeff & teflon Andrew!
I'm only teasing, this cant be true... It's just an old Boys Club (that likes Eric's statue!)
A Knights Templar Crown, will leave you with a frown. A Blood Diamond City, no longer London Town.
But just you wait, her young will wake, turn their backs on the Surveillance State.
Under those duvets, young Lions await. No more getting hooked on Insta click bait or distracted by Westminster's spinning plates.
No longer giving energy to those insufferable ingrates. CONVID showed us one thing, it is US who make that Game Great!
All that money & all that fame, the players looked lost without you calling their name.
Did you stop to see the power, that you really hold? Without you there, the warmth had gone & left an icy cold.
WEF Dinners for thy but certainly not thee. A starter of Goyim & a Main Course of Meek! A side plate of Amalek washed down with Panjeet!
Dessert of 'infidel' with raspberry sauce, just blame Whitey you cretin! It was all him! Of course!
Ahoy gatekeepers & munafiq, energy parasites who rob you of your sleep. From your harvest you will reap, pay for those words, you do speak.
Something peculiar is going o here, I can feel it in my bones,
Our words are like our swords, casting spells with sounds & tones...
“I found goodness in the place that I once believed to be evil; and found evil in the place that I once always knew to be good! The truth is so far separated from where I thought it existed. It can be such a wild, unbound journey: the journey from the illusion into the truth. Some people take that journey, but most people don't.”
~ C. JoyBell C ~
Fleeting moments in good times & strife... Lost dead at sea, until i burnt my BC.
A flame that cremated the fraud & meant i'd chosen the Law'ed.
Better to light one small candle than to curse the dark
~ 'Chinese Proverb'
Photography, trying to strengthen the connections between nature, mind, body & soul.
“Take all men as your brothers; all women as your sisters; and all children as your sons and daughters. And to this end the same shall be felt towards all conscious life from the smallest blade of grass to the mightiest Lion”
~ Matshona Dhliwayo
And this is the condemnation, that light is come into the world, and men loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil.
~ John 3:19,20 ~
'Forgivness is the abandonment of all hope for a better past'
“A most admirable quality it is to sing a song when you are wronged,
to pause & wonder aloud what might be the cause.
To seek the truth in sight of abuse,
and feel with the heart while the mind tears you apart.
To stand unwavering while the branches are shaking,
Can we reflect understanding of the perpetrators mishandling.
To remain constructive when their aim is destructive,
how pertinent then i maintain, that this divine instructed how love felt when inducted,
forever melts the frozen waters of fear, seek that which is true & so shall your peace be near".
~ One & all
“ONE BUT MANY
One God, many faces.
One family, many races.
One truth, many paths.
One heart, many emotions.
One light, many reflections.
One world, many imperfections.
We are all one,
But many.”
~ Suzy Kassem,
See how fine Are the palaces
And see how poor the farms,
How bare the peasants' granaries
While gentry wear embroideries hiding their sharpened arms.
And the more they have the more they seize,
How can there be such men as these?
Who never hunger & never thirst,
Yet eat and drink until they burst !
~ Witter Bynner ~
to open their eyes, so that they may turn from darkness to light and from the power of Satan to God, that they may receive forgiveness of sins and an inheritance among those sanctified by faith in Me.'
~ Acts 26:18 ~
What a wicked way that hides in plain sight,
I would tell you where but do not wish to cause you a fright
“Man is the only creature who refuses to be what he is.”
~ Albert Camus
“In daily life, you are in the habit of running because you think happiness is impossible in the present. This is a habit that was handed down to you by your ancestors & by your parents. Happiness does not seem possible to you in the here and now, so you look for it in the distant future.
The practice of being present consists of stopping that habit of running.”
~ Thích Nhất Hạnh ~
“I am pessimistic about the human race because it is too ingenious for its own good. Our approach to nature is to beat it into submission. We would stand a better chance of survival if we accommodated ourselves to this planet and viewed it appreciatively, instead of skeptically and dictatorially.”
~ E.B. White
How i wonder and think a thought,
suspiciously so, one which i was not taught.
But there it is, in holy passages,
Clearly laid out in divines own messages.
What do i see?
What do i think?
and how do i feel?
All of these determine what i believe as real?
eyes scan around with such delight,
its impossible to resist, try as i might.
lets not mention pharmaceutical drugs,
all legal of course, to give to the mugs.
sugar, carbs & processed junk, weigh down this ship until it is sunk.
These 'leaders' we give our power to,
Do they really care about me & you?
We vote in hope, abide with pride, yet the society they create has a lot to hide.
Everywhere i look, i am not mistook, the senses bombarded until they are written in this minds' book.
Sex, war, greed & envy,
All distributed through tabloids, lies & TV.
All of the above i hope you'll agree, is not the way god meant it to be.
But look all around to see what you see,
A world driven by anamosity.
A world full of stimulus & excess to satisfy the urge,
all the while something as simple as fasting can start the purge.
' The Cookie Thief '
A woman was waiting at an airport one night, with several long hours before her flight. She hunted for a book in the airport shops, bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.
She was engrossed in her book but happened to see, that the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be. . .grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between, which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene.
So she munched the cookies and watched the clock, as the gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock. She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by, thinking, “If I wasn’t so nice, I would blacken his eye.”
With each cookie she took, he took one too, when only one was left, she wondered what he would do. With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh, he took the last cookie and broke it in half.
He offered her half, as he ate the other, she snatched it from him and thought… oooh, brother. This guy has some nerve and he’s also rude, why he didn’t even show any gratitude !
She had never known when she had been so galled, and sighed with relief when her flight was called. She gathered her belongings and headed to the gate, refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate.
She boarded the plane, and sank in her seat, then she sought her book, which was almost complete. As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise, there was her bag of cookies, in front of her eyes.
If mine are here, she moaned in despair, the others were his, and he tried to share. Too late to apologize, she realized with grief, that she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief.
~ Valerie Cox ~
A connection to the divine kept humans sublime, through natures love, all wounds heal in time.
A harmonious species that roamed the land, 12 tribes unique, given the garden in the palm of their hand.
Made in gods own image, born to flourish, mother nature given to nurture & nourish.
Where did it start? Where did it stop? A beautiful plan given the chop.
Yet lying in wait, a scientific mistake, destined to turn you against your mate.
Survival of the fittest did Darwin state, compete not cooperate to put food on your plate.
"Nothing is connected", Einstein exclaimed, "spooky action at a distance", he named and shamed.
We are all separate & here to survive.
Listen to me, dont look at the lies.
Take what you want,
Take what you need,
We shall bend nature to our will and make it heed,
You deserve it you know! Its desire not greed.
& lead the way,
Those souls would follow, connected night & day.
The pursuit of dominance, power & fiendish dark plans,
Divide & separate so they can conquer all lands,
A crucifixion by night & Resurrection by day,
look into you hearts to know God never meant it to be this way.
Illuminati conspiracy or the Dajjal is here,
Psychopaths given all the power by the masses fed on fear,
Whichever your inklin, if we continue on this path,
Without doubt for sure, the end be near.
Did a trick of the mind made man so blind?
To think its his right to be so unkind,
Yet in 1997 brought Nicolas Gisin
But let it be known, this is not of mother natures way.'
Certificate
Of
Vaccination
IDentification
1 = Artificial
9 = Intelligence
> The Obscene
> It was november 2019
> news abound, about an island and a Lady called Maxine
>
> COVID-19,
> Graphene,
> An experimental Vaccine.
> imminent death from the killer flu!
> & all of a sudden, out of the blue
> AI,
> Hive mind,
> Chat Gpt...
> Surely the internet is not connected to you & to me?
> Sexualising the children before puberty.
> TRANSgenderism
> Transhumanism
> ITs like they're trying to confuse them...
“It 'was' a single thread they said, invisible while everywhere that left MEn DEAD...
Lost at Sea some say, from under Gods Laws they are cast away.
Religious peeps, fueling beast's they always claim to hate.
”
~ George Orwell ~
I the living witness, given a NAME & told that it was me. A life treading water with lead boots on, a gift from the Holy See...
A Savile row King will fix it for you, with Jimmy & Keir & Tony Blair too... Don't forget Jeff & Andrew!
Oh I'm only teasing, this couldn't be true. Erics statue.
But just you wait, her young will wake, turn right off of the Pantomime State.
Within that sloth a young Lion awaits. Not an ounce of energy, shall they waste. No more distracted by 'political spinning plates'.
No more funding of the beast that they hate. Empty sports stadiums, the fall of Caesars Circus will be Great.
WEF Dinners for thy but certainly not thee. A starter of Goyim, a Main Course of Meek & a side plate of Amalek washed down with Panjeet!
Dessert of 'infidel' with raspberry sauce, just blame the Whitey! It was all him! Of course!
Good riddance, gatekeepers & munafiq, energy parasites who rob you of your sleep.
New mats, robes & perceptual contracts, wind in the sails to rotten sinking ships, full of hungry rats.
Something peculiar is going on here, I can feel it in my bones. Our words are like our swords, casting spells with sounds & tones.
That takes me back to Gibraltar's giant stones, a hot summers day & a wise monkey's grin, as if to boldly say;
Can the same sound, mean different things?
Do different interpretations mean anything to the intent that one Man brings?
What is the tune that gives our sounds that ring?
The sound of Truth, so shout it loudly, as loudly as you can sing!
"But take it easy stranger, it's meant to be this way.
You're lost at sea so hold on tight, the end is nigh, it is in sight!
So let go of your fear & be grateful as you bob & sway.
Kept afloat by a search for Truth, that washes lies away."
I the living witness, had assumed I was free. While swimming through life with lead boots on, a gift from the Holy See.
A Savile row King will fix it for you, with Jimmy & Keir & Tony Blair too...Don't forget Jeff & teflon Andrew!
A Knights Templar Crown, will leave you with a frown. A Blood Diamond City, no longer London Town.
But just you wait, her young will wake, turn their backs on the Surveillance State.
Under those duvets, young Lions await. No more getting hooked on Insta click bait or distracted by political spinning plates.
No longer giving energy to those insufferable ingrates. CONVID showed us one thing, it is US who make that Game Great!
All that money & all that fame, the players looked lost without you singing their name.
WEF Dinners for thy but certainly not thee. A starter of Goyim, a Main Course of Meek! A side plate of Amalek washed down with Panjeet!
Dessert of 'infidel' with raspberry sauce, just blame Whitey for everything! It was all him! Of course!
Ahoy gatekeepers & munafiq, energy parasites who rob you of your sleep. From your harvest you will reap, pay for those words, you do speak.
Something peculiar is going o here, I can feel it in my bones,
Our words are like our swords, casting spells with sounds & tones...
I the living witness, given a NAME & told that it was me.
A life treading water with lead boots on, a gift from the Holy See.
Reclaimed after-birth, presumed DEAD & lost at sea...
A Savile row King will fix it for you, with Jimmy & Keir & Tony Blair too...
Don't forget Jeff & Teflon Andrew. As deadly a duo as Jimmy & Rolf with his Digeridoo.
Did Tony & George find those WMD's? We could go back and ask Dr Kelly & Co.
Had they not been found hanging from trees...
But just you wait, our young will wake, turn right off of the pantomime state.
Joining the dots, that this camera takes. Hyenas hide as Lions awake.
No more energy shall they waste. Rejecting Caesars Circus of falling spinning plates.
Empty sports stadiums, during COVID19, It was by far the strangest time that i'd ever seen.
Millionaire sports stars who had it all as they play the Great Game. But the players had nothing without you
WEF Dinners for thy but certainly not thee. A starter of Goyim, a Main Course of Meek & a side plate of Amalek washed down with Panjeet!
A dessert of 'infidel' with raspberry sauce. Washed down with 'blame Whitey'. It was all him! Of course!
Beware the gatekeepers & munafiq, energy parasites who rob you of your sleep.
New mats, robes & perceptual contracts, is like wind in the sails to sinking ships, full of hungry rats.
Something peculiar is going on here, I can feel it in my bones...
Our words are like our sword, casting spells with sounds & tones.
That takes me back to Gibraltar's giant stones, a hot summers day & a wise monkey's grin, as if to boldly say;
Can the same sound, mean different things?
Do different interpretations mean anything to the intent that one Man brings?
What is the tune that gives our sounds that ring?
The sound of Truth, so shout it loudly, as loudly as you can sing!
"But take it easy stranger, it's meant to be this way.
You're lost at sea so hold on tight, the end is nigh, it is in sight!
So let go of your fear & be grateful as you bob & sway.
Kept afloat by a search for Truth, that washes lies away."
I the living witness, of spirit not of sickness, given a NAME & told that it was me.
A life treading water with lead boots on, a gift from the Holy See.
Reclaimed after-birth, contracted as a minor, incorporated with Birth Certificate ID.
Tax & Usury enslaves the people & captures entire nations. Funding war crimes in your very NAME, topped off with Celebrations.
Kept in our lower nature of carnal, base desires. Caesars State fans the flames of social forest fires.
Political preachers & moving Empires. Like butter wouldn't melt... Such bare faced liars.
A Savile row King will fix it for you, with Jimmy & Keir & Tony Blair too...
Don't forget Jeff & Teflon Andrew. As deadly a duo as Jimmy & Rolf with his Digeridoo.
Did Tony & George find those WMD's? We could go back and ask Dr Kelly & Co.
Had they not been found hanging from trees...
But just you wait, our young will wake, turn right off of the pantomime state.
Joining the dots, that this camera takes. Hyenas hide as Lions awake.
No more energy shall they waste. Rejecting Caesars Circus of falling spinning plates.
Empty sports stadiums, during COVID19, It was by far the strangest time that i'd ever seen.
Millionaire sports stars live a dream as they play our national Game. Suddenly looked lost & poor without the fans to sing their NAME.
Who really holds the Power here? And who has kept us trapped in our lower nature of survival, guilt & shame?
WEF Dinners for thy but certainly not thee...
A starter of Goyim & a Main Course of Meek! Accompanied by a side plate of Amalek, seasoned with Panjeet!
A dessert of 'infidel' with raspberry sauce... Washed down with 'blame Whitey'.
It was all him! Of course!
Beware the gatekeepers & munafiq, energy parasites who rob you of your sleep.
New mats, robes & perceptual contracts. Wind in the sails to sinking ships full of hungry rats.
Something peculiar is going on here, I can feel it in my bones...
Our words are like our sword, casting spells with sounds & tones.
That takes me back to Gibraltar's giant stones, a hot summers day & a wise monkey's grin, as if to boldly say;
Can the same sound, mean different things?
Do different interpretations mean anything to the intent that one Man brings?
What is the tune that gives our sounds that ring?
The sound of Truth, so shout it loudly, as loudly as you can sing!
"But take it easy stranger, it's meant to be this way.
You're lost at sea so hold on tight, the end is nigh, it is in sight!
So let go of your fear & be grateful as you bob & sway.
Kept afloat by a search for Truth, that washes lies away."
I the living witness, of spirit not of sickness, given a NAME & told that it was me.
Reclaimed after-birth, contracted as a minor, incorporated with Birth Certificate ID.
A life treading water with lead boots on... A gift from the Holy See.
Tax & Usury enslaves the people & captures entire nations. Funding war crimes in your very NAME, with wild celebrations.
Kept in our lower nature, of carnal, base desires. Caesars State fans the flames of social forest fires.
Political preachers & moving Empires. Like butter wouldn't melt... Such bare faced liars.
A Savile row King will fix it for you, with Jimmy & Keir & Tony Blair too...
Don't forget Jeff & Teflon Andrew. As deadly a duo as Jimmy & Rolf with his Digeridoo.
Did Tony & George find those WMD's? We could go back and ask Dr Kelly & Co.
Had they not been found hanging from trees...
WEF Dinners for thy but certainly not thee...
A starter of Goyim & a Main Course of Meek!
Accompanied by a side plate of Amalek, seasoned with Panjeet!
A dessert of 'infidel' with raspberry sauce.
Washed down with 'blame Whitey'...
It was all him!
Of course!
But just you wait, our young will wake, turn right off of the pantomime state.
Joining the dots, that this camera takes. Hyenas hide as Lions awake.
No more energy shall they waste. Rejecting Caesars Circus of falling spinning plates.
Empty sports stadiums, during COVID19, It was by far the strangest time that i'd ever seen.
Millionaire sports stars live a dream as they play our national Game. Suddenly looked lost & poor without the fans to sing their NAME.
Who really holds the Power here & who has kept us trapped in survival, guilt & shame?
Beware the gatekeepers & munafiq, energy parasites who rob you of your sleep.
New mats, robes & perceptual contracts. Wind in the sails to sinking ships full of hungry rats.
Something peculiar is going on here, I can feel it in my bones...
Our words are like our sword, casting spells with sounds & tones.
That takes me back to Gibraltar's giant stones, a hot summers day & a wise monkey's grin, as if to boldly say;
Can the same sound, mean different things?
Do different interpretations mean anything to the intent that one Man brings?
What is the tune that gives our sounds that ring?
The sound of Truth, so shout it loudly, as loudly as you can sing!
"But take it easy stranger, it's meant to be this way.
You're lost at sea so hold on tight, the end is nigh, it is in sight!
So let go of your fear & be grateful as you bob & sway.
Kept afloat by a search for Truth, that washes lies away."
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