A New Beginning

 

A New Beginning

The world I had lost since childhood,

reclaimed me in the woods,

took only a moment,

the machine was gone,

my breathing slowed,

the phoenix rose,

and took my burden with it.

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About this Brevity: Nature has a way to lift our spirits on the best and worst of days but when we lose the tugs of addiction and enter the forest with eyes and mind open, we can feel the presence and our belonging. There is a profound connection made that when absorbed, provides the answers you seek to shine the way forward.

Whispers

Whispers

Consciousness stirs within and all around us. It seeks our understanding, and whispers truth to the hearts of pioneers, who birth the evolution and steps of ascent towards an age of new enlightenment. Behold the defining moments of the world, each one a whisper of light by those who dared to listen.

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God speed John Anthony West (July 09, 1932 – Feb. 06, 2018)

John Anthony West: Pre Dynastic Egypt and the Sphinx

Evolve

Evolve

If mankind is going to evolve, we must overcome and discard our inherent animal instincts by reaching for the higher spiritual being contained within the life spark that defines our connection to the universe.

Cycles Pass and Fade

Cycles Pass and Fade is a Poem about the cycle of life, the clash of thought, and mans amnesia of his past. Inspired by the song “Wicker Man” by Damh the Bard, and also Michael Ruppert and his PRN Radio show “The LifeBoat Hour”

The first draft of this poem was written and released on January 6^th, 2014 under the Title “Clashing thoughts in Worlds Unseen”…I wasn’t satisfied with it and so I rewrote it on June 27th, 2015 and included the new title; “Cycles Pass and Fade”.

Cycles Pass and Fade

Hear the drummers drumming, the rhythm of the fold,

feel your heartbeat rising, to forgotten thoughts of old.

Wrapped in shrouds of dusk, and scarves of brilliant light,

moving fast, unfolding plains, reflections in the night.

Shining eyes through hooded cloaks, determined in defiance,

thin lined expressions smile, held back in non-compliance.

The air is thick with vision, prophetic thoughts to gorge,

Crashing on benighted shores, the warnings were ignored.

Moving in the shadows, enlightened whispers flow,

Empathic streams of healing, against the night they glow.

Waiting champions rise, holding oaths to advancing legions,

thoughts in light and darkness, confronting forgotten reasons.

Audacious, bold and fearless, in confidence, promise made,

like declarations made before them, they wither, pass and fade.

Cycles come and cycles go, new life takes its place,

the siege engulfs all history, the old ones leave no trace.

Yet still the waves of apathy, flood the minds of men,

who never see the eschaton, that spells their mortal end.

Stewart Brennan

Inspired by the song “Wicker Man” by Damh the Bard

Damh the Bard – World United Music

http://worldunitedmusic.blogspot.com/2011/11/damh-bard.html

AND…

Also Inspired by Michael C. Ruppert and the LifeBoat Hour

http://prn.fm/hosts/michael-ruppert/

In Memory of Michael C. Ruppert (1951 – 2014)

http://worldunitednews.blogspot.ca/p/in-memory-of-michael-c.html

We Stand on Guard

We Stand on Guard

The sun rises on empty playgrounds in Eastern Ukraine, as the long shadows of night retreat from cities of broken dreams. Those that remain will fight to the last and protect their homes and families from the scourge of soulless monsters emerging from the gates of Kiev.

A nightmare descends upon the east in darkest clouds of insanity. A storm of bullets and bombs from overseas to uproot and shatter communities a thousand years old, depriving people of their right to exist.

The screeching rage of a diabolical new world monster lusts for empire and empowers its faithful greedy hordes with promises never meant to keep. A perverse and wicked neoteric Rome rises in the west with designs to rule the world.

The battle lines reach antediluvian empires, as Imperial malevolence is unleashed on the ancient cities in the middle world. Old diverse communities are denied their right of existence by the crimes of a sinister meme. The World has been set on fire for a pocket of gold…

However, evil is not unchallenged, as awareness flows through empathic vision to fill the ranks of those who uphold morality, freedom and justice. An army of the righteous rises, intent on securing the last lines of defense.

Prophetic text comes to pass by the sequence of demonic wars waged by an unholy western alliance who unleash their demonic terrorist armies on the people of Damascus, Yemen and Palestine. The cries of the besieged in turn release their grief in empathic call to humanity, sounding the alarm to come to their call.

Rise…
Rise with us in brotherhood…

We rise and stand our ground…

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“We Stand on Guard” brings to light the terrorist practices that Europe and North America have unleashed around the world. Direct Western association with brutal regimes, demonstrates their sadistic manner and objective of destroying all that do not do as they say. They would prefer to violently over throw a nations leadership and stick a puppet in place rather than building relations. Those that control the United States, the United Kingdom and Europe, spearhead the West’s economic and military aggression and have publicly stated their commitment to building for them, a New World Order which has now metastasized into the most brutal totalitarian dictatorship in History. This Evil Economic Empire, if you will, views itself above human rights and is determined to destroy all who seek their independence from it…one day they will go too far and launch world war III, that is unless enough people wake up in the west and push back…war is coming, and you will have to decide which side you are on…

 

Foundations Cracked and Broken

Foundations Cracked and Broken

When the trees bleed, and logic is wrath,

be wary of the crooked path,

feel the intent, the signs will linger,

death comes from the pointed finger.

Established shadows behind closed doors,

plan false flags to deceive the poor,
raging political wind up toys,
talking nonsense, truth destroyed.

Cartel medias capture the mind,

schools of thought for the blind,

twisted stories paint the lies,

hidden agendas in disguise.

A testament to Foundations Cracked and Broken,

your authority figures have all spoken,

lead not in their temptation,
but seek in truth for your salvation.

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When civilization and the way of life depend on a system of exponential growth that destroys the community, environment, human rights, and its people; when poverty, division and corruption are legislated into law by iron fisted corrupt lawmakers bent on filling their pockets with corporate bribes to usher in wars of aggression while claiming God is on their side, then we are part of a civilization built on foundations cracked and broken and doomed to die.

Prophetic Tale

Creation brings the promise of hope, and silences the echoed halls of the Tyrant King.

While ancient formations descend in shadow and take root in our forgotten memories, to bring forth vision in melodic song. Voices from awakened minds, sing through the Minstrels Bale, and light up ten thousand souls, to begin the prophetic tale.

Prophetic Tale

In echoed halls of Tyrant Kings.

rumours swell, with prophetic things.

Empires crash, their greed at end,

no one left, who will defend.

Impressions recalled, in ancient rings,

take their root, in songs to sing.

Voices from awakened minds,

they serenade people, to remind.

Their ballads tell of long ago,

intoning unity, how life did flow.

Communities gathered planting seed.

connected together, they were freed.

Refusing calls of oppressive war,

shackled not, never, no more.

Rise now soldiers of global peace,

today’s the day, that all war’s cease.

Live without despotic division,

strive together, through empathic vision.

A new dawn rises, we shall not fail,
time to enact this prophetic tale.

The Calling

The Calling

…The moment approaches when the last defenders of all that is good will rise to the call and unite against an Imperial collective that is usurped in darkness and shadow…rest assured that you are ready to fulfill the tasks you were imprinted with before your birth…life will go on, but great change is coming…do not blame those who did not awake, pity them, for they do not have the ability of vision nor clarity of mind to complete the difficult tasks that lay ahead…protect them and stay the course in truth, using your insight, common sense and empathy, for these qualities are your strength, and the foundation of what is to come...

 

Embrace the moments

Embrace the Moments

Embrace the moments that capture your essence and unites you with your surroundings, for indeed these astonishments connect you to a greater consciousness with a reminder that your short stay here on earth is just part of a much greater journey.

Spiritual Connection

Spiritual Connection

Connecting places lost within,

walking paths that never dim,

empathic thoughts, restful mind,

healing powers for you to find.

  

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

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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