Art & Expressions of SF Brennan: 2013

Monday, December 30, 2013

Freedom Pending

Freedom Pending

Dark clouds born of ignorance weigh down on mankind’s progress toward evolution as he struggles to see beyond his self imposed limits of mind…imprisoned by his disconnection from the source, he stands alone in fractal bits, isolated by the fears he has collected in broken thoughts that have built his reasoning…only in complete harmony with the Earth will the light shine through to free his mind, spirit and soul.

Friday, December 6, 2013

The Corporate Plague

The Corporate Plague

They came well dressed in suits and ties,

they owned the earth through greed and lies,

they made their rules, enforced controls,

and claimed the land on fancy scrolls.

Repulsive breed has all deceived,

consumed all life in schemes they weaved,

while spreading fast are poisoned souls,

who licence greedy corporate goals.

Misled people refuse to see,

embrace the madness and marquee,

the corporate rules that they embrace,

destroys all life, can’t be replaced.

So now it comes to sorrows decree,

Starvation, disease and poverty.

The corporate plague that covers earth,

declares mankind has little worth,

they’ll make us pay while we ignore,

their profit centers on the poor.

Our apathy will not bring change,

while glued to New York’s stock exchange,

starve Fortuna, break on free,

before the banks make their decree.

Bailouts forced by proclamation,

private banks will own your nation,

and they’re the one’s who’ll make us pay,

to burden us with their decay.

But once we drop their growing fear,

the road ahead is crystal clear,

refuse their greed and pollutions,

time to reach for real solutions.

Reverse their drive of growing size,

change the laws and nationalize,

return all lands the bankers stole,

rebuild community is our goal.

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Last Edit: May 02nd, 2021

About this Poem: (Edit Date: 2020 Mar 13)

The people of the World have been dispossessed of their natural rights to live freely on this planet. We are debt slaves in a world run by monsters who have taken control of all our communities through an economic system which they control. Today, corporations are considered “Persons”, who’ve been given carte blanche to wage war on people and communities to get what they want. They are nothing but a plague of locusts…A Corporate Plague…

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Freedom

Freedom

End of days, end of nights,

countless spirits taking flight,

searching in, searching out,

time will tell what life’s about.

Internal will, external might,

suppressing dark, embracing light,

of all that’s new and honest old,

forgiving burdens to unfold.

Healing wrongs, making right,

learning life from second sight,

earthly souls, mortal needs,

moments gather, endless deeds.

Reaching lows, finding heights,

moral battles, endless fights,

keeping balance, ending sins,

finding freedom from within.

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3rd Edit 2021 Aug 08

Standing up to Face the Storms that come your way, ushers in Freedom of mind and soul.

Saturday, October 5, 2013

In Living Moments

In Living Moments

Peaceful thoughts descend on me,

from a time so long ago,

flowing from the well of life,

that carries my heart and soul.

Thoughts imbued with energy,

from the days that passed us by,

in days we lived forever,

when empathy touched the sky.

We sang then of our dealings,

the good things that we’d do,

by acting on our feelings,

to build the world anew.

A world so full and living,

inspirations made of life,

empathic souls so giving,

influence without the strife.

Slowly time’s consumed us all,

and left our oaths forsaken,

trapped in forests blind and dense,

with hopes they reawaken.

Chance has surely rolled on by,

responsibilities past,

pulling down our different roads,

the distance long and vast.

Life is moving quicker now,

out of phase with everything,

lost in a maze of anyhow,

and tied to tangent things.

Wish I had a time machine,

to take me to the past,

when spoken words had meaning,

and everything made to last.

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Monday, September 30, 2013

Shades of Grey

Shades of Grey

Day is night, and night is day

blending views to shades of grey

white is black and black is white

bending darkness, bending light.

Good is bad and bad is good

iron branches twisted wood

moral standing, evil play

greed and power have their way.

Lies are truth and truth are lies

stories played to demonize

coercion pressures on us all

shamed and blamed before the fall.

Coups are bad and coups are good

voting process, for statehood

division plans are then applied

interference from outside.

Rich is poor and poor is rich

living here comes with a hitch

independence, freedoms gone

different ways are frowned upon.

War is peace and peace is war

games are played out on the poor

terror villains strike a blow

alt news sources told you so.

Right is wrong and wrong is right

sets the tone for us to fight

for day is night, and night is day

bending views to shades of grey.

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(Rewritten May 7th, 2022)

About this Poem: The world has been turned upside down by those in control of Western economic power, politics and media. Immorality has become moral in their eyes and when there are voices that speak truth against their twisted ideologies, they are met with condemnation, vilification, and censorship. In my opinion, history and the values we hold in life are being rewritten by the extremely insane. The result of which will lead our civilization to its total destruction.

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Noble Victories Be Not Still

Noble Victories Be Not Still

In darkest places when night is high,

Forward come dark minions nigh.

Thunder ground and air so shrill,

Replacing slumber and peaceful still.

Conscience now awakened, searching for the light,

Quickly trampled underground, by demons in the night.

Warning sounds echo, from guarded mountain tops,

Waking restful souls from sleep, to help them make it stop.

Battles build to outrage, as the people defend their homes,

Millions mourn the victims, of the bloody plight of Rome.

Watching eyes eternal, good people vigilant with pride,

Weep before their gods of light, for the many that have died.

Screams of outrage rise, the world over do they burn,

Startled leaders grapple, with the force that people churn.

Voices forward thrust, forceful, right and noble,

Collective conscience rises, a presence vast and global.

The enemies of mankind, commanding demons from their towers,

Stepping back humiliated, the people's finest hour.

Stay attentive and be not restful, deceived or weak,

Mankind’s enemies lust with greed, and forever does it seek.

For deceitful lies in webs cast, for money land and power,

Lay disguised and hidden, just waiting for their hour.

Friday, September 27, 2013

Dreaming

Dreaming

Distant voices shaking,

escape opacity's wrath,

seeking inner fires,

that light upon the path.

While shadows trapped in twilight,

allude with malintent,

striking fears attention,

on souls that they torment.

Shapes come into forum,

as sleep awakens night,

panic builds momentum,

and hides just out of sight.

Heartbeat races faster,

charged and full of flight,

while darkness wanes to question,

and run instead of fight.

Scenes adrift unfolding,

consciousness aware,

empathic visions capture,

the essence that is there.

Enlightened soul now present,

fears have all been slain,

morning breaks the silence,

and removes you from the plain.

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2nd Edit 2020 Mar 06

About this Poem: Nightmares conquered

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Spiritual Connection

Spiritual Connection

Connecting places lost within,

walking paths that never dim,

empathic thoughts, restful mind,

healing powers for you to find.

Monday, September 23, 2013

Forbidden Places

Forbidden Places

Houses of extension,

retains apprehension,

all in condescension,

no one’s comprehension.

Quorum of dissention,

scandals never mentioned,

treasure in retention,

blindness as prevention.

Justice with exemption,

acts without detention,

lies beyond attention,

crimes by their intention.

Places of redemption,

storied with pretention,

gods of their invention,

gather for ascension.

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The Activist Poet

(Re-Edited 20200614)

About this Poem: The wealthy few control and own all paths of economics, real estate and supplies of need. Their rule was acquired by criminal acts that were declared legal by their own governance of economic and spiritual charades. As such, they believe themselves noble, untouchable and saints to the gods they create.

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Hidden Castles

Hidden Castles

Morning light evening hallows

fading scenes cast in shadows

themes unfold, twilight ridden

exposing throngs in castles hidden.

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About this Brevity: Four lines and two thumbs up for the investigative journalists, activists and whistleblowers that work hard to expose deceit, corruption and crimes of the powerful. 😉

Included in my Book "The Activist Poet Vol 3"

Hidden Worlds

Hidden Worlds

Fractal Spirits

Fractal spirits captured in worlds in between

Autumn Foliage

Autumn Foliage

Autumn Matrix

Autumn Matrix

Harvest Sunset

Harvest Sunset

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Crossroads

An Ancient Saying:

“The moon is a ship that sails across the sky, growing in size and radiant intensity as it collects the souls of the dead until full, when it then releases graceful souls into heaven and retreats to begin the cycle all over again.”

It is written that God paints the sky with his intentions and reveals to those willing to listen…and then, he comes to you one night and whispers your name, “Awaken”…

Crossroads

The sound of a far off and distant cry captured my thoughts and pulled me into a realm of wonder. Growing louder, the sounds of a great flock of birds drew near…

With singular, unknown purpose and graceful moves, held up by the breath of God, they arrived at a place of his choosing.

My soul, not long awakened and reborn in truth, stood at the crossroads, as the great flock spiraled down to the lake for the first time.

My heart raced with excitement as I knew within that I must leave here…Called by thoughts afar, expressed by a million voices…these living souls with singular thought…spoke to me. “It is time.”

Called to a higher purpose with eyes opened to destiny…It’s time to choose, and so with burdens dropped…My spirit was ready…

Millions of wings spread out across the lake in crescent and prepared to leave. Then at once, the crash of thunder echoed across the water. Millions of beating wings rose as one into the morning sunrise with racing hearts pulled by purpose, carrying one more soul with them.

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About this Expression: Late in 2006, snow geese descended onto Lake Massawippi in the Eastern Townships Quebec and stayed for two weeks. It was the first time that “Snow Geese” ever visited the area. They usually follow the lay lines when migrating however the autumn that year was very strange as we had very warm weather (80 degrees F) into October. Needless to say, Ayer’s Cliff Quebec is not on their migration route.

As for me, it was a difficult year financially and spiritually as the strings of life were hammering and wearing me down to a crisis point. As I looked back to those moments, I realized that the geese came for me; it was a conscious moment in sync with nature and the universe; it was time for me to leave Ayer’s Cliff and start a new life…World United was on its way and my days as a spiritual activist and truth seeker were beginning. (Details will be forthcoming)

Stewart Brennan

Sunday, August 18, 2013

The Awakening

The Awakening

I sat there and watched the sun set on a World that would be forever changed. Deep within, thoughts wrestled emotions, not believing, yet perceiving the end of an era, as I watched the astral sky descend into night…a planetary alignment not seen in an age, engaged my rhythms and pulled me in.

A shield arose within me cast in light by thought as feelings merged…sword enflamed, clasped right handed in oath for peace, and justice would prevail.

Empathic vision in lands unseen by will of thought traversed by polar attraction; It was the moment to right all wrongs; the time had come for all good people to rise, to unite against those profiteers that laid siege to our World.

Thoughts spoken, and anxious moments energized by unseen forces, pushed me forward. The matrix growing stronger within, laid waste my previous life. Weak from wrongs committed by addiction, I cast off the shell of the old World…memory now cleared of plastic platitudes, and binary vision.

I roamed the country in deep thought, searching, learning as new life does. Changes within, in anticipation, so slow, but always on time…I explored and visited every untied thought that made up my life, and wrote the book of me.

Layer after layer laden in lies taught, peeled away as the foundations within grew in light. Truth lay hidden, no longer.

All was filtered by Eyes wide open, sifting light from darkness and into wealth that became my soul. I moved forward, day-by-day, growing in knowledge, and in wisdom, to the rhythm, to the truth…revelation of the days ahead. I have awakened!

The drums beat within my heart, my spirit soared with eagles, internal rhythm's forever changed by the wisdom unfolding within me.

Truth begets Freedom…and Peace, ushers in Love, Light & Tranquility!

I have awakened…

Stewart Brennan

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Saturday, August 17, 2013

Message to a Friend

“Have a Wonderful Day!”

Dreaming of Angels

Monday, May 6, 2013

Autumn Skies 05

Autumn Skies

Autumn Skies 04

Autumn Skies

The Dawn of a New Age

The Dawn of a New Age

The dawn of a new age is at hand…you can either go down with an empty ship or build your own lifeboat with a plan for the future…to survive, use common sense as your rudder, respect as your compass, empathy for your sails and community as your destination…