Truth or Illusion

 

Truth or Illusion

Truth or illusion,

the picture’s the same,

leans on opinion,

to support its claim.

For what is real,

and what is fiction,

if the truth’s in sight,

with false depiction.

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About this poem: The brevity is about perceptions using the photo above as a case in point

Amends

Amends

Peace and contentment,

answers in the rain,

washing sorrows from us,

to ease us from our pain.

A new day rises,

from the one that's fallen apart,

while darkness wanes to shadows,

comfort confirms the start.

It is a time of new beginnings,

a season of old ends,

a reason to remember,

a time to be with friends.

...and there upon the crest of dreams,

where conscious thoughts do flow,

awaits for you the golden key,

that makes your essence glow.

For in a world of new beginnings,

is a place that never ends,

internal, it is calling,

for you to make amends.

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This Poem was inspired by “Carillon”, a beautiful song by David Ian Roberts

Roads, Realms, and Journey’s

Roads, Realms, and Journey’s

Eyes close one last time, as I break free and float into a universe of darkness lit up by an infinite beacon that calls me home. Familiar roads lovingly embrace my being as shadows merge with light, revealing the silhouettes and foundations of the past that now open’s the door to my reconnection. The road home is lined by Columns of trees standing stoically like ancient philosophers contemplating the mysteries of the universe. Each experience of my past merges with a sea of consciousness as the burdens of life fall away to understanding, acceptance and a return to unity…I am home! 

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This Photo and expression combine to entertain the thought that the Universe is a multi dimensional sea of consciousness with an infinite capacity of understanding. We living beings are each but a drop of water in an endless ocean of mind, born with a purpose to experience life and then transform back with our experiences to that higher state of consciousness that connects us all.

It follows the thought that there is no beginning or end, just a continuous transformation in the state of energy and consciousness.

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…

 

Answered Prayers

Answered Prayers

Unheard voices bring the night, our hopes return the day,

beings struggle for the light, in prayers we often say,

“Hear me oh most gracious one, I lift my heart to you,

I need you in these times of woe, a sign to guide me through.”

Empathy whispers, aglow within, candle flickers in the dark,

Prayers are thrust from the rain, while lost here on earth’s ark.

Close your eyes and listen, replies appear in your sight,

truth comes with your answer, connections made by light.

Darkness wanes, the oceans true, the skies return their song,

No longer lost, your path in view, new sense that you belong.

Inspiring Moments 03

Inspiring Moments

Inspiring moments, sending grace,

lifting spirits and warming face,

connection made, to make you whole,

rays of light to fill your soul.

The Spiral of life

A Poem that expresses life

The Spiral of life

Life is truly a budding flower,

from moments first form,

to blossom and bloom,

retreating only once,

to wither and bow graciously,

returning to, from which it came.

Time repeats a garden of flowers,

in meadows, a symphony.

They dance with sun and moonlit skies,

and crest beneath the stars,

for the spiral repeats in everything

Life is truly a baby born,

from moments taken by eyes engaged,

to blossom and bloom,

retreating, only once,

to grow old and bow graciously,

returning to, from which it came.

Time repeats the budding soul,

in family trees, a symphony.

They dance with sun and moonlit skies,

and crest beneath the stars,

for the spiral repeats in everything…

You Have Awakened

 You Have Awakened

If one is truly able to awaken from the illusions of their modern day captivity, they will automatically see both the beauty and the ugliness of the World and will choose to live out the rest of their time here on this planet in spiritual harmony before travelling onto the next realm of consciousness.

 

In the Calm Before the Storm

In the Calm Before the Storm

Conscious light absorbs the dawn,

releasing premonitions,

destiny, and what’s to come,

to help fulfill our missions.

Thoughts diverge as truth descends,

the negatives crash and fade,

then turn to ash in the dark,

as answers are conveyed.

Ready yourself in spirit,

prepare to strengthen your mind,

thunder will test your armor,

in the battle you will find.

Silence is the air we breathe,

in the peace before the storm,

awakens spirit pure of root,

to rise and take on form.

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Edit Date 20240208

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...

 

Return to Sanity

Return to Sanity

Returning the World to sanity rests on an appeal to the intellect of all moral abiding citizens the World over, but especially to the people of the West, where pointing out different historical perspectives and facts to what really happened 100 plus years ago, will instigate real Historical revision and correct the error-filled history books that were written by the victors of war.

Human Industrial Civilization has arrived at a crossroads where we must collectively evolve past the belief that “economic” control by the few is the only answer and way of life. We will either have a massive intellectual awakening and call to action, or there will be a continuation towards our total destruction. Currently, these choices have been left in the hands of insane and incompetent leaders who prefer to impose sanctions, austerity and war on the people of the World rather than collaborating on real solutions to build a better World for all.

If we choose apathy and continue down paths chosen for us by this economic cartel, we will assure our own collective destruction and suicide…the choice is yours…

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.

Raise Your Soul

Raise Your Soul

Investigation is a step to higher understanding

and the champion of conscious evolution.

Be not content on the unquestioned opinions enshrined by the fathoms of darkness.

For Ignorance enflamed, abounds in hatred

to fill mans heart with blindness and rage,

where shame is the one that chooses apathy with a diet of illusions

forsaking knowledge and truth.

Raise your soul in vision, empathy and love

to experience a growth in consciousness

ere your spirit stagnate, decay and die a thousand deaths.

Raise your soul…

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The fall of mankind will come through his own greed and apathetic surrender to ignorance. Only through investigation, common sense and empathy will he obtain his salvation…

Rise Up

 



Rise Up

 

Rise up good people, rise to the call,

your foundations are strong and will not fall,

leave those behind that are blind with madness,

rise with your conscience, to end the sadness.

Rise and find what your purpose was for,

lift your resolve above those that wage war,

protect your family, heal all the wounds,

find your courage for the next phase comes soon.

Rise up good people, rise to the call,

your foundations are strong and will not fall,

the world around you, requires a mend,

it is up to you and yours to defend.

Rise good people, for this is your year,

mankind requires an answer to fear,

determination draws strength from within,

resolve for revolution to begin.

Rise good people in this winters frost,

we’re under siege, community is lost,

their covid war has now come for the young,

the war on community has begun.

Rise up good people, rise to the call,

your foundations are strong and will not fall,

lift your compassion, and use common sense,

clear the fog away that’s gathered so dense.

Rise good people, and open your eyes,

now is our chance before everyone dies,

in your heart is the purest of power,

please use it now, for this is your hour!

Rise!

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Revised Nov 14th, 2021

Monotheistic Shadows

Monotheistic Shadows

A despairing mood descends on me, the shadows cast are long,

children’s cries from far away, they echo what is wrong.

What you’re told and how it is, are very different things,

there seems to be an agenda, paid words by established rings.

Hidden behind the curtain, money weaves its dirty trails,

filled with evil intentions, uncaring to cries and wails.

Vile acts, bloodthirsty minds, western hubris plays on and on,

human values are absent, and empathy is gone.

Criminal lands created, ruled by demon kings,

supporting terror minions, disguised as Arab Spring.

They target spirituality, lay siege on peace within,

then force their will on society, through misery, hate and sin.

The Satanic beast is strengthened, emerging from its castle,

receiving help from murder kings, it rejoices with its vassals.

In western lands of apathy, the people are in a daze,

the oceans burn with fire, the skies are in a haze.

Evil’s face is showing, in Tel Aviv and the west’s Riyadh,

NATO leaders bowing, to a system’s God that’s mad.

Feeding on community, enthralled by human fear,

the beast begins a massacre, doctrine is all you hear.

Vile marauders fill the ranks, of the Armageddon horde,

they trample down humanity with terrorist gun and sword.

Support by colluding nations, the leaders are all in bed,

a coven of Satan’s army, the streets have all turned red.

Food and wine corrupted, corporate prayers to demon Gods,

baptized in Khazar temples and ruled from the land of Gog.

Armageddon rides a horse, and brings with it confusion,

arise good people everywhere, break free from greed’s illusion.

Embrace empathic vision, the true spirit within us all,

together we can save the day, before mankind does fall.

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Re-written March 14th, 2015, 

I originally wrote this poem while watching helplessly in horror as the western world and all its allies allowed Israel to continue their ethnic cleansing of the Palestinian people through a 52 day bombing campaign from June to August 2014 that killed thousands of women, children and men…a holocaust by a satanic mentality that has become the status quo of western civilization…

As an empathic person with common sense that believes in equality, respect, peace and justice for all, I cannot stay silent while these atrocities continue…and thus my disgust and contempt of the Western governments come through in my writing…

If you’ve only watched mainstream TV to get your news then I offer you a different perspective by alternatives in the News play-lists and timelines below…

Palestine - News 2015

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgLIKqsu77GBgqa9QRfeGfkK

Palestine - News Archive (Jun 2013 to Dec 2014)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgI7Gd5GQIEEDl-IXF5TrhSO

Palestine - News and Opinion (Archive - 2008 - 2013)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL3D53B3A6129AA4F9

Syria - News 2015

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgLqwfpx9c0L0NVxnQUQtleQ

Syria News Archive - (Aug 2013 to Dec 2014)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgKEEpCUEOQXNoi1wdHingd9

Syria - News Archive (2012 - 2013)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgIINNXeHY5ainUjyUc3ka_F

Syria News Archive - (2011 - 2012)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL84820A033F768886

Ukraine - Fascist Coup & Civil War 2015

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgIMKiKH25klzO-FXZEPCD5F

Ukraine - Coup & Civil War - (Archive - 2013-2014)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCMPkpKACKgKlsI_Kz42IzhySwP3oyFIp

The Road Home

The Road Home

Adorned and Decorated by paintings of light from universal galleries of thought,

vision takes me beyond imposed barriers to my freedom and peace of mind.

Empathy illuminates the endless dimensions before me, and chases away the night, while my heart breathes the fragrance of the valley and my soul touches the sky.

Imprints of reflected vision birthed by love long ago,

reveals its mystery and weaves itself into understanding and happiness.

Here I leave my experience of tears and laughter to paint the last canvass of memories and say
“I love you!”

Only the Guilty

 

Only the Guilty
 

Only the guilty launch aggressive war

Their vile greed precedes them and still they want more.

They justify their lies from the bullets fired back.

They slaughter the innocent in vicious attacks.

 

Only the guilty usurp all the powers

And build themselves walls and towers.

Extended Paranoia, solidified in their crimes 

There is nothing they wont do to cross the line

 

Only the guilty create stories of propaganda

To hide behind their walls of hate and slander

Lying to the unaware they cover up what they’ve done

Then build more settlements on what they’ve won.

 

Only the guilty point fingers of false blame

Another weapon unleashed in their vitriolic game

They excuse their crimes with lies and revisions

They play the victim to justify their decisions

 

Only the guilty make laws to protect themselves

Seizing power and governance in a pact with hell

Always fearful, always couth,

They pass their bills to criminalize the truth

 

Only the guilty will excuse ethnic cleansing

To justify and wash away the laws they are bending

They extinguish the light and usher in darkness

They use their god to justify harshness

 

Only the guilty are blind to massive crimes

Egos of ignorance, a sickness in their minds 

They legalize torture and build more prisons

They demonize the vanquished and silence the visions

 

Only the guilty attack and form an alliance

Then brutalize their victims who stand in defiance

Hatred comes from their decaying minds

Death and damnation is all you’ll find

 

Be aware and heed this warning,

Damnation will come for the guilty one morning

Judgement waits it will take its time

But be assured real justice is not blind.
 

 

I Still Dream

I Still Dream

If dreams came true I would not be a failure at everything I do…

Yet still I dream,

Even though my eyes and ears are covered in labels by people that don’t believe in me…

I can still see…

I can still see the beauty in front of me…

Even though I endure the anguish of others,

the disappointment of mothers,

the condemnation of sisters and brothers,

I still see…

Even when I am laughed at by people immersed in systemic illusions fed by greed,

I still dream of a better world…

I still dream that one day there will be something I do that will blossom and grow…

I still dream,
I thought you should know...

I am Home

“I Am Home” is a Poem that follows fractal consciousness from birth to death and the lifelong journey in between in the search for the meaning of life and existence.

I Am Home

Surrounding darkness wanes, birthing image, form and sight,

Deep the first breath sails, with eyes seeking for light.

Born from inner mind, consciousness becomes aware,

Holding bonds and imprints that form within the glare.

Journeys unfold from vastness, untouched by day or night,

Held by unseen powers with guidance to the light.

Beating hearts with purpose, engraved within the soul,

Forever seeking knowledge and all there is to know.

Chosen tasks and journey’s, emerging day to day,

Enticed by inner knowledge and the roles that they will play.

Encounters begin to flourish; insights start to gather,

Euphoric flares and polar thoughts, are all that seem to matter.

Cities of opposition, unmask their daunting maze,

Filled by Fractal beings, with different paths and ways.

Buildings of ego rise within, each fractal beings mind,

Disrupting spiritual currents, they become extremely blind.

Expressed in mortal lifetimes, fractals wander endless streets,

Some are held asunder, others filled with grief.

But rigid minds of ego, seek purpose to defend,

To prove their fractal journey, has meaning in the end.

Yet minds of merging circuitry, discards redundant thought,

Purpose seems much clearer, from the lessons they were taught.

Conflicts end and spirits rise, resistance is let go,

Fractal beings much wiser, give in now to the soul.

Living beings once captive, no longer live in tatters,

The truth they found in Oneness, is all that really matters.

Uplifting light descending now, pure with empathy,
The Myth does lift so gently, to reveal eternity...

I am Home!
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Dedicated to Michael C. Ruppert, tracker of truth and Light worker.

This Poem was re-written (2020 Oct 12th,) and given a new title. "The Battle of Might and Soul"