28 Feb 2011
These Times
This is the vision of android consent! Manufactured Reality,the smoke and mirrors, your fears your worries, just outside the birds sing, in a geometric dream.
Coming back, going to, breaking up, what is it we're breaking through?Flashing blue lights. quick response, appear in numbers, babylon horizon.The Law marching into conversations, watching for submissions, dividing. In the last stand enough hatred bred in each human to equip an army, to create the final divisions. The iron that is swung nameing, taging, maiming.Stealing a nation, What! Freedom next time? Purging reason, the android consent! they give us beer, full strength, no chant! no more! one said to the other,"we have in the order of a quarter", gloating he gave the last order! pulsating blue lights, became a sea of sludge, of sound in force! The reason was not disclosed.
Divide, Divide! Detain! just fucking do as you are ordered! said the one who was the leaver.
In a privy council, passed across a table, the final division! said the bold font, the dark front "Agreed" her highness squaked!
Tonight's programme's loaded, the blue light flashing, we was told to stay in, and the final days was given.
The world called in communication in drops of dew was a solution! to see the universe talking.
We all know the score a good deal. Is what we feel different than what we know? What they want is what we're sold.
Kettled into feeding stations, into farms, my life for survival, mineing people's minds. My heart is moving, one time it's going to stop working.
Without any warning the Earth sang in geometric, beyond reason we can see ourselves as the same.
The horizon was a blue screen, flashing blue, pulsing, every last one descending in force! truncheon's raised, blood stained, on horses.
No legal aid given! Unemployed in detention! Business's renting education, and then subletting freedom.
Marriages only for prince's and princess's the followers in the after feed reception.
The missionaries prepare, Bishops! Clerks! are briefed on gatherings and distribution! Oh! Oh! I understand said the Station Manager the Fat Controller, processing numbers in cages with locked doors.
Am I my keys, and the floor, and walls, and everything I own, my thoughts are yours.
In the ever flow in droplet pearls, in a complete dream the Earth calls, centuries of control will begin to fall, out of free parties, adventures, free spirits will come rebels.
In dew drops we saw for ourselves, death was a lie, so I died three times.
All my possession's I own thrown, with my image gone, there was no secrets in universal love.
Wednesday, 10 August 2011
These Times (part 2 )
31 Mar 2011
These Times (part 2)
Reasoning, reason! Going through the smoke! Rising beginning to break the mirrors your fears your worries, a manufactured dream.The IMF OMFG the birds always sing there, there is no change! The sea of sludge, cars spewing grime. Flashing blue sounds, RTB return to base , quick response , dragonfly's appear, battalions on the ground; grinding our senses in the last stand, black and blue side by side, walking wanting a nod, when instead they're gonna get knocked out!The Iron that divided is an exhibit. The chants that turned to sighs; begs the question! Royal is the difference! Pretending! Hundreds of thousands applying for jobs that is nonexistent. So who gives a shit about a smiling Prince and his bitch. No longer seeing the world through the papers aimed at builders, football fans, house hermit mothers gradually cracking under the proxy cover built on sand a stack of cards so high everyone waiting, wanting, talking, eventually hating! a design! Licking their lips like the Princes bitch that's swallowed, sensing that smell, blood thirsty, as long as it's always someone else! Never believing or evening reasoning, that the cards are beginning to fall, and that everything is manufactured consent!Designed to squeeze you! "an orange? or a lemon?", the advisor asks! Why don't you stick your head up your ass! And see if it fits!Let's see who the "colluding! Money religion monarchy, (hold on! Money! Ark! Alchemy! = Monarchy), monetary beast worshiping papers! Who they're going to represent!" What are you going to be!!?The choice's they give us is the same every fucking day, sirens, no electric, soup runs, where am i gonna get my next spliff? As long as I'm reasoning! Fuck the Royals! And who gives a fuck about the wedding!
Not Me.
These Times (part 2)
Reasoning, reason! Going through the smoke! Rising beginning to break the mirrors your fears your worries, a manufactured dream.The IMF OMFG the birds always sing there, there is no change! The sea of sludge, cars spewing grime. Flashing blue sounds, RTB return to base , quick response , dragonfly's appear, battalions on the ground; grinding our senses in the last stand, black and blue side by side, walking wanting a nod, when instead they're gonna get knocked out!The Iron that divided is an exhibit. The chants that turned to sighs; begs the question! Royal is the difference! Pretending! Hundreds of thousands applying for jobs that is nonexistent. So who gives a shit about a smiling Prince and his bitch. No longer seeing the world through the papers aimed at builders, football fans, house hermit mothers gradually cracking under the proxy cover built on sand a stack of cards so high everyone waiting, wanting, talking, eventually hating! a design! Licking their lips like the Princes bitch that's swallowed, sensing that smell, blood thirsty, as long as it's always someone else! Never believing or evening reasoning, that the cards are beginning to fall, and that everything is manufactured consent!Designed to squeeze you! "an orange? or a lemon?", the advisor asks! Why don't you stick your head up your ass! And see if it fits!Let's see who the "colluding! Money religion monarchy, (hold on! Money! Ark! Alchemy! = Monarchy), monetary beast worshiping papers! Who they're going to represent!" What are you going to be!!?The choice's they give us is the same every fucking day, sirens, no electric, soup runs, where am i gonna get my next spliff? As long as I'm reasoning! Fuck the Royals! And who gives a fuck about the wedding!
Not Me.
My Revolutionry Girl
28 Feb 2011
My Revolutionry Girl
Oh my little Revolutionry Girl.I haven't forgot you.With all my heart,I do still love you,What you know is true!What you feel and knew!I still hold a candle too.A day does not pass;where the cause is gone or lost!My speech or what I say!Still has a revolutionry flavour!an my nuance will always be your courageous valour!My flesh, my mind long gone,through injustise only to rewrite the old for the new.They tried to silence me and beat my mind with so many lies,and an Institution that was taken for a ride by the evil that divides,What they are not going to expect is the power of my truth over untruth,Good over Evil, the power of Soul my little revolutionry girl.
My Revolutionry Girl
Oh my little Revolutionry Girl.I haven't forgot you.With all my heart,I do still love you,What you know is true!What you feel and knew!I still hold a candle too.A day does not pass;where the cause is gone or lost!My speech or what I say!Still has a revolutionry flavour!an my nuance will always be your courageous valour!My flesh, my mind long gone,through injustise only to rewrite the old for the new.They tried to silence me and beat my mind with so many lies,and an Institution that was taken for a ride by the evil that divides,What they are not going to expect is the power of my truth over untruth,Good over Evil, the power of Soul my little revolutionry girl.
Wednesday, 1 December 2010
Entranced
In all the madness of lies and deceit
and the fire storms of hatred
comes a light that shines through green coins
buzzling sparkling on a green tree a God standing
the presence a present that I we my Maya are not wrong
in this cruel human realm of the wanting dreamlessly
they walk through a light to a tunnel forever blinded by their wrongs
there scared superficial realities
that is tied to centuries of greed and want
My Maya what we stood for was perfect
as flawless as true is love between us
we stood with the god as angels with love.
and the fire storms of hatred
comes a light that shines through green coins
buzzling sparkling on a green tree a God standing
the presence a present that I we my Maya are not wrong
in this cruel human realm of the wanting dreamlessly
they walk through a light to a tunnel forever blinded by their wrongs
there scared superficial realities
that is tied to centuries of greed and want
My Maya what we stood for was perfect
as flawless as true is love between us
we stood with the god as angels with love.
A Little Love
A little love goes a long way!How long depending how we seize the day.The power in you is like a prayer,It is not something but some strange feeling so familiar,Your laughter brings me closer an expression of freedom,that can not be found complete in the wordly wind of reason,and loves meaning our life shows, do...we must..cause love absolves!Any mountain love levels, So mysterious your soul your eyes reveals,just as we are born amongst the stars,and journeying through time theirs...as much as they are ours.This moment then amongst the fiery giants;Love consistent...like the cycles..Love is constant.
Love
Every which way we look
Will not bring us any closer
Cause that what divides, conquers!
Every conversation we hear
Is not necessarily our view
But could bring us nearer
True empathy is a nurturer
To emphasise! makes us stronger
All will be realized! if we don’t cave to pressure
And tell consensus we are not going to be a sucker!
We refuse to arch our backs! Or scratch our heads!
Bow or give in to doubts! the doubters the haters the hecklers
Cause what we know is what we feel!
A love that is indivisible! It does not require thought
Or when’s or how’s this is the mind of the doubters
The critics, what we got they cannot comprehend
This bond! This love! This faith! transcends all reason
One way, to stand! Against that what divides
Politics I’m no politician!
When did two people ever make love and have in-depth discussion
The heart the Soul our Being has a universal linguistics! A language!
Every which way we can, with Love
Together we can over stand!
Love! A divine intervention! Has no name!
That what divides goes against the grain!
All that we want to be we already am..
Why wait years when we can make the decision now!
If in doubt go all the way!
Then we will see
The Legendry Lake
The Sunbeam hue
The Purple haze
We are the majority!
They are the few!
Will not bring us any closer
Cause that what divides, conquers!
Every conversation we hear
Is not necessarily our view
But could bring us nearer
True empathy is a nurturer
To emphasise! makes us stronger
All will be realized! if we don’t cave to pressure
And tell consensus we are not going to be a sucker!
We refuse to arch our backs! Or scratch our heads!
Bow or give in to doubts! the doubters the haters the hecklers
Cause what we know is what we feel!
A love that is indivisible! It does not require thought
Or when’s or how’s this is the mind of the doubters
The critics, what we got they cannot comprehend
This bond! This love! This faith! transcends all reason
One way, to stand! Against that what divides
Politics I’m no politician!
When did two people ever make love and have in-depth discussion
The heart the Soul our Being has a universal linguistics! A language!
Every which way we can, with Love
Together we can over stand!
Love! A divine intervention! Has no name!
That what divides goes against the grain!
All that we want to be we already am..
Why wait years when we can make the decision now!
If in doubt go all the way!
Then we will see
The Legendry Lake
The Sunbeam hue
The Purple haze
We are the majority!
They are the few!
Economic Apartheid
Economic Apartheid
Economic Apartheid
What are we allowing to happen!Just for a moment see the world as universally one,
They can end racial apartheid; that does not mean they are going to give us economic equality! The oppression, spearheaded by the corporate giants the Mine owners the controllers, these huge infrastructures that make up a Countries economy is a different matter.
If we allow are Governments to arm and oppress these genocide perpetrators and try to pull the wool over the eyes even of the greatest revolutionaries
Then how can we claim our universal rights! When they are denied them under this Economic Apartheid!
The Universal Declaration of Human Rights was set up in 1948 for everyone; yet children die every second to starvation! take the 500 million desperate poor in India, in South Africa it got worse even when they freed Mandela, quoting Steve Bico "They can end Apartheid! but on the other side of the coin is economic apartheid", Hunger this word could be synonymous with the 20th Century, and a calling to a greater human evolution
This is our time! our watch! In our Land! one truism we should Know
is that our economy is built up on the peoples that are in starvation.
The poverty line has been drawn by the cons; the gangster dons that profit on debt as a way of being in their love their homes.
Let’s not forget! The Khmer Genocide of Cambodia, because it is listed as losses under the UN
East Timor was allowed to happen by the Investors, and Thatcher and her clans gave the Invaders Military Awards, all in the name of profit the Corporation.Sweat Shops born on the sweat of desperation and starvation
Keeping the Poor down A war that we are kept from understanding! Let alone winning.
The World Wide debt that takes place today is the greatest transfer of public wealth imaginable by the richest families that desire complete control over the there life times centuries into the future is planned.
The private hands! The Governments Himmler’s the Bank Presidents
The I.M.F is prohibited to fund flight of Capital under the Social and Economic Order that was set up equally for all countries in 1948! Instead even they are controlled by this evil force to covertly destroy democracies! Fund the transfer of money to foreign Banks, great ideas that was exploited before they could be recognised.
Our Debit Cards, Loans, Mortgages an example of how we are ripped off! Then our Government gives Foreign Aid in the form of Military Aid to the generals, this is the road that the machine rolls down and then charities are used as a band aid solution to a festering wound, a problem that is rooted in the Economic Apartheid that roots begun in a small goldsmiths with the Rothschild’s.
So the International Monetary Fund that is the Vatican of control the World Bank the Federal Reserve is the religious monetary institutions that control the strings of all of our financial movements.
The Grand plan the I.M.F and United Banks have power that is biblical in its size, so they violate our Breton and Woods Social and economic principles of 1948; that was set up as a New World Order, deserved of the term at the time. So the body that inherited most of the world’s wealth the USA after two significant World Wars play a part in the manufactured rules that they decided to Launch along with my Country GB.
Always behind closed doors! The Illuminate! as we know!
News on war that is always censored so we do not feel
How many Smokey Mountains does it take?
A Baby that’s born in the streets!
Forty thousand children dying each day!
That’s what keeps the machine greased!
If that seized, the cogs would grind to a halt!
Most the indebted Third World Countries annual revenue just covers the interest
of the debt boomerang, the debt ricochet is an economic genocide!
If the people can’t pay then they have to sell the earth and all the trees!
The lies censored they build walls around that what they don’t want us to feel.
They create this make belief world! We are not fooled!
Most Countries have enough resources’! Why should they have to tolerate a system that forces their parents to watch their children die slowly in fact why should the burden of debt?
fall to those least responsible for it.
Whilst those High Street Banks gets untold amounts of Tax Relief in case countries can
Not pay back loans, designed to keep the people in Shackles and Chains..
Economics is meant to serve people not some kind of holy writ
That requires blood sacrifices to a God called the bottom line, wake up
See the world as our own.
War! War! Stand! See away to end by paying every single debt and loan and disown this monetary religion that is unquestioned with the censorship that goes on
and on, The Immaculate illusion.
In the Mountains open fire Zones pores into the Sea of Blood in East Timor
In the name of Blood Clothing! Black liquid Gold! Money!
Back Alley Factories harbouring thirty forty hour long shift workers to serve profiteers, these people are given minimal breaks for which sleep is instant.
Surrender! No Never! 200 thousand East Timor non combatants..One and a Half Million Cambodians! People! Civilians, Iraq one and a Half Million with Soldiers protecting the Pipe Lines, we could go on they have all
Died in a forced silence under the flag of our land
Nothing is impossible
Peace and Freedom is worth Fighting for..
Do not fear the people that persecute us! The people that are Hostile towards us!
Do not be hostile back! It is fear that comes from Hostility.
Let truth ring out..Speak up, Stand, Listen to the sounds animating from the Earth In the far distance a child takes it last breath to become an angel! Stand tall and begin to realize that love is more powerful and real than all the products that we can enjoy, Sound like a bell celebrating a world that is all of ours, to the very last day of our life in our World, and let peoples voices be heard in this forced censorship, This Economic Apartheid
Economic Apartheid
What are we allowing to happen!Just for a moment see the world as universally one,
They can end racial apartheid; that does not mean they are going to give us economic equality! The oppression, spearheaded by the corporate giants the Mine owners the controllers, these huge infrastructures that make up a Countries economy is a different matter.
If we allow are Governments to arm and oppress these genocide perpetrators and try to pull the wool over the eyes even of the greatest revolutionaries
Then how can we claim our universal rights! When they are denied them under this Economic Apartheid!
The Universal Declaration of Human Rights was set up in 1948 for everyone; yet children die every second to starvation! take the 500 million desperate poor in India, in South Africa it got worse even when they freed Mandela, quoting Steve Bico "They can end Apartheid! but on the other side of the coin is economic apartheid", Hunger this word could be synonymous with the 20th Century, and a calling to a greater human evolution
This is our time! our watch! In our Land! one truism we should Know
is that our economy is built up on the peoples that are in starvation.
The poverty line has been drawn by the cons; the gangster dons that profit on debt as a way of being in their love their homes.
Let’s not forget! The Khmer Genocide of Cambodia, because it is listed as losses under the UN
East Timor was allowed to happen by the Investors, and Thatcher and her clans gave the Invaders Military Awards, all in the name of profit the Corporation.Sweat Shops born on the sweat of desperation and starvation
Keeping the Poor down A war that we are kept from understanding! Let alone winning.
The World Wide debt that takes place today is the greatest transfer of public wealth imaginable by the richest families that desire complete control over the there life times centuries into the future is planned.
The private hands! The Governments Himmler’s the Bank Presidents
The I.M.F is prohibited to fund flight of Capital under the Social and Economic Order that was set up equally for all countries in 1948! Instead even they are controlled by this evil force to covertly destroy democracies! Fund the transfer of money to foreign Banks, great ideas that was exploited before they could be recognised.
Our Debit Cards, Loans, Mortgages an example of how we are ripped off! Then our Government gives Foreign Aid in the form of Military Aid to the generals, this is the road that the machine rolls down and then charities are used as a band aid solution to a festering wound, a problem that is rooted in the Economic Apartheid that roots begun in a small goldsmiths with the Rothschild’s.
So the International Monetary Fund that is the Vatican of control the World Bank the Federal Reserve is the religious monetary institutions that control the strings of all of our financial movements.
The Grand plan the I.M.F and United Banks have power that is biblical in its size, so they violate our Breton and Woods Social and economic principles of 1948; that was set up as a New World Order, deserved of the term at the time. So the body that inherited most of the world’s wealth the USA after two significant World Wars play a part in the manufactured rules that they decided to Launch along with my Country GB.
Always behind closed doors! The Illuminate! as we know!
News on war that is always censored so we do not feel
How many Smokey Mountains does it take?
A Baby that’s born in the streets!
Forty thousand children dying each day!
That’s what keeps the machine greased!
If that seized, the cogs would grind to a halt!
Most the indebted Third World Countries annual revenue just covers the interest
of the debt boomerang, the debt ricochet is an economic genocide!
If the people can’t pay then they have to sell the earth and all the trees!
The lies censored they build walls around that what they don’t want us to feel.
They create this make belief world! We are not fooled!
Most Countries have enough resources’! Why should they have to tolerate a system that forces their parents to watch their children die slowly in fact why should the burden of debt?
fall to those least responsible for it.
Whilst those High Street Banks gets untold amounts of Tax Relief in case countries can
Not pay back loans, designed to keep the people in Shackles and Chains..
Economics is meant to serve people not some kind of holy writ
That requires blood sacrifices to a God called the bottom line, wake up
See the world as our own.
War! War! Stand! See away to end by paying every single debt and loan and disown this monetary religion that is unquestioned with the censorship that goes on
and on, The Immaculate illusion.
In the Mountains open fire Zones pores into the Sea of Blood in East Timor
In the name of Blood Clothing! Black liquid Gold! Money!
Back Alley Factories harbouring thirty forty hour long shift workers to serve profiteers, these people are given minimal breaks for which sleep is instant.
Surrender! No Never! 200 thousand East Timor non combatants..One and a Half Million Cambodians! People! Civilians, Iraq one and a Half Million with Soldiers protecting the Pipe Lines, we could go on they have all
Died in a forced silence under the flag of our land
Nothing is impossible
Peace and Freedom is worth Fighting for..
Do not fear the people that persecute us! The people that are Hostile towards us!
Do not be hostile back! It is fear that comes from Hostility.
Let truth ring out..Speak up, Stand, Listen to the sounds animating from the Earth In the far distance a child takes it last breath to become an angel! Stand tall and begin to realize that love is more powerful and real than all the products that we can enjoy, Sound like a bell celebrating a world that is all of ours, to the very last day of our life in our World, and let peoples voices be heard in this forced censorship, This Economic Apartheid
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