Best Controllers Poems


Raindrops

Raindrops
are like my thoughts
falling down into my mind
sending goose bumps down
my spine

Their cool aftermath
cleanses me of my thoughts
of fear and uncertainty 
about what tomorrows
pain may bring

They make me feel,
wet with creativity
drenched in my optimistic
illumination. glistening
raindrops, my thoughts
leave paths of pleasurable
distress, and hope of success
which road, less traveled
may be the best

Forget an umbrella
when these raindrops
arrive, I walk outside
arms open wide

Ready to Receive
whatever
the mind storm may bring
because raindrops are
as my thoughts, falling
down into my mind
sending shivers down
my spine

My brain, yearns
for the rain, to wash away
the pain, tomorrows worry
does bring
One special drop
could speed up life's clock
to the time
I can handle my own
and not dwell inside my controllers
home

For raindrops are,
like my thoughts
falling down into my mind
sending goose bumps
down my spine

Premium Member California's Tragedy Exposed As The Fires Burn On

They love creating chaos that's their plan.
Look at the wild fires out West, here we go again!
Devastating families with no end in sight.
Canceling their fire insurance, as their homes burn bright!
No water in the fire hydrants, can you imagine that?
The Controllers planned it that way, such an evil act!
Chaos they love and they love to destroy.
Starting off the New Year, Newsom's their boy.
This world is full of evil, and it will get worse!
If the people don't take a stand, there will be remorse!

(No syllable count)

PLEASE DONATE TO THE CALIFORNIA COMMUNITY
FUND. IT IS A RECOVERY FUND DEDICATED FOR
HELPING THE VICTIMS OF THE WILDFIRE.
Thank you and please pray for the victims of these
wildfires. God bless all that do.


It is sad to know these Hell bound
Satanist have planned the destruction
of California through their manipulation,
aiding in not implementing a plan to 
have water in the hydrants with 7.5 Billions
put aside to do so, they did not implement.
Cutting the Firefighters budget by 17 
million dollars. Creating the fires like in
Hawaii using lasers. They have targeted
California, Hawaii, and Canada. You know
this was planned because the fires were
started with 100 miles an hour winds in
place to fan the fires. What are the odds
of having no water in the hydrants, 100
miles an hour winds to fan the fires, and
the start of fires, all at once... Also months
before the insurance companies started
cancelling homeowners policies against
fires. Who tipped them off these fires were
coming to take such action. This tells you
it was planned and someone knew ahead of
time the fires were coming? This has to stop. 
I hope there is an extensive investigation from
a private company not by their own 
administration.
Davin Newsom has to be charged for this
planned destruction, loss of life, and suffering
caused by his alleged deliberat actions.

Important: Please go to YOUTUBE and type in
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Premium Member Our Preposterous Fictions

The preposterous fictions many
           profess to be unvarnished truth
     warp the very fabric of our universe --
cause those long dead to walk among us
  through the spectral midnights in our minds.
The bone dust of those past millennia
      films our eyes, coats our shelves
of sacred primers, those missals
         unquestionable in their catechistic
authority -- so we become
 the acolytes of those controllers
      who have themselves always been
instructed, conditioned, and suppressed
            by generations of such teachers --
through example, reward, or punishment.
Think!  Open up your mind!
    The truly free do not fear to question
        and to decide the truth or falsity
of any proposition, any statement
     or assertion and to declare
what they have concluded to be true.
Or false.


The Rain

The Rain tried to find its way into the very depth of the souls, sneering at the gloomy faces of people who were walking through water. Unexpectedly a sudden clear laugh of a boy who jumped into a puddle mocked all His aspirations. 

  With an increased force the Rain turned into a wall of water pushing the pedestrians into the open doors of the shops, blocking the traffic and confusing the air controllers at an airport nearby. 

  Seizing for a moment almost absolute power over the world, the Rain suddenly felt bored and first burst out into numerous crossing lines, then calmed down and throwing the last blast of wind with water drops at the running boy, He sighed in despair and having banged few open windows He disappeared, staying for a moment in thick eye-lashes of a girl who was adjusting her make up.

Premium Member Women a Point of View

Women
A point of view

They – flowers of diverse, exquisite, exotic, mysterious beauty –
are beauties that are meant to feed the eyes of man,
are beauties that are meant to stimulate the minds of man,
are beauties that are meant to set fires in the hearts of man,
are beauties that are meant to give wings to the spirit of man,
are beauties that are meant to be the resting places for the souls of man.

Women
Another point of view


They have become the thorns upon the stems of their rose self.
They have become the thistles that protect their flower self.
They have become the poisonous plants that kill pursuers.
They have become the weeds that strangle, that over run their beauty.
They have become the assassinators killing all that nourishes compassion
They have become the destroyers of passion, of love, of life, of the spirit.
They have become the controllers, men – responsible – has not evolved.
They have become the conductor, as man is not fast enough to keep up or get past.

B. J. “A” 2
December 29th 2006

A Recount and Recap of Lockdown Scenarios the World Over

Humans have long trespassed
and destroyed animal territories
Humans have poached
And selfishly encroached
upon animal habitats
cutting down trees to build
human habitations.
Now the tables have turned
Humans are quarantined  in house arrest
while some lie sick in bedrest
So animals not usually seen are having a fields day 
roaming upon roads, crossing the streets.
Reclaiming the once jungle lands,
that had been turned into concrete urban jungles. 

It's better that busy humans now become photoholic
than forever queueing 
in lines of heavy traffic.
Without human pollution,
nature is all the more photogenic 

Mother nature all a creation of God
has now had many of us grounded
as she gives us a hiding
while we go into hiding.
Extraordinary turn of events indeed!! 

In several countries round the world: 

Discos and casinos vacated
Pubs and nightclubs evacuated
Bars shutdown for lockdown
People are behind bars instead of guzzling beer in bars
and instead of animals behind bars. 

Humans compelled to hibernate
so animals busted their cell gate 

Priorly animals were in an enclosure
Now they are getting free exposure
Self-centred humans cared mostly about themselves
but now the animal kingdom is the cynosure
Animals were shut in cages
and now human activity is under similar closure. 

Ah, this corona crisis!
Is all this mercenary stasis
for humans a roasting nemesis? 

A heavy price to pay for rapacious carelessness and arrogance
where humans acted like they are in control, like they
are controllers of this planet
and they could do anything they wish with it.
It's ignorance to think all this is mere coincidence. 

Im relieved our Islamic prayers can be said any place, anywhere
to kneel and bow to the one true real sustainer of the universe.


We need to invoke and supplicate to the creator
who is still in control...
as prayer can really truly prevent fear and anxiety in such scary times.


"I suddenly realised that coincidence is a word we use when we are ignorant of the real causes." - Albert Salvadó 



(I was impressed by the news story in which Kuwait had sent a special plane to Italy to specially evacuate their nationals from there when Italy was heavily stricken with the corona virus)


Video Games

Are they tame?
Our children who were sweet
Become anxious,
Stressed, 
Obnoxious,
Controlled,
And upset
When they can't figure out the next frame.
They'll throw controllers, yell
And kick things as if under a spell.
In a blur they'll go to the internet
Looking for cheats
That let
Them beat 
The boss to prove their fame.
God help the person who should delete
Or maim
An unfinished video game. 
No one dare touches for everyone knows their
LIFE will be over if anyone should mutter a name.

In a Perfect World

So many sick rivers 
Of pain, shock and shiver
Flow from longstanding wounds
Of soul-chopping depression that surround
Many islands next to you and me
As a consequence of the malady
Our development system is trapped in
Because of the flaws within
In Kolkata the other day
Collin in sheer dismay
Accepted the unacceptable truth
That his son cannot have the fruit
Of higher education in a star college
As he cannot afford the package
He could have been
Another Stephen Hawking
Phillip in Nairobi
Is forced to lobby
With corrupt controllers of the system
For his free cancer treatment
Nevertheless stays encumbered
His days are numbered
He has no wherewithal
To go to a better hospital
In Mexico
The blue sky of girls destitute
Get imprisoned in dark cells
No, actually sheer hell
Of flesh trade
A huge global population Is demented
The world is fragmented
Gravely disproportionately
Right from the ages of amoeba
Till today’s human ova
Trees are stripped of their bark
Stark naked a major part of the world
In frustration I sometimes do scream
Nevertheless dream too
For a perfect world
Enabling all to unfurl
Leaving none deprived
Of a health-packed miniscule yellow sun
On every breakfast dish
And no hashish
May be it will take
Many more centuries to make
An even ground
For Prometheus unbound
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A Wandering Boy With a Song In His Pocket - Part Ii

A Wandering Boy with a Song in His Pocket
Arabic Poem by: Salman Dawood Mohammed 
Translated into English by: 
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
===========================

(5)
Just like the wind 
I drive out loneliness of an empty bench for two... 
And, like a curfew, I mourn pedestrians’ noise;
And as a shirt hanging on a laundry line,
I drip down, with all my moisture, on the surface of your days
And curse the cloud standing in the queue of ablution.
Then, I hate 
Music,
The guards,
The law,
College students’ uniforms,
And astronauts;
And I dislike my life!




That all developed in the centennial commemoration of my wilting, 
Amidst an assembly of militias and tambourines
Endorsing the funeral procession of my lamps
In the alleys
Of your absence.
***
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****

 (7)
Housewives,
Hawkers,
The Ministry of love,
Tramps,
College youngsters,
Thieves,
Guests of No-Stars hotels,
Songs,
Traffic controllers,
Victims of the national anthem, 
Train drivers, 
Bin Laden,
Weather report announcers,
Gilgamesh,
Jurists,
Speech writers for the President,
Drunks,
And my mother,
All,
All shouted to my face:
“Don’t do it, O crazy! Or else you will die!”
But
O  Glory!
I did it
And...
I fell in love with you!
***

(8)
Rest assured 
After you, I wouldn’t be alone
A labyrinth is a home
And footsteps a family.
***

(9)
Your desertion, the deep rooted in wilting,
Is like a nail untouched by hammers;
Here it is, with its only sharp tooth, 
Signing the deeds of tears
On the body of waiting. 

Your painful desertion 
Has pulverized me
Sincerely...
Hence, I saluted the remaining ashes of my burning with you,
Then
I lay on my blood
On
The heart of sunset
And
I  ..... Died!
***

(10)
I loved you and went on
Just like a cloud skipping school.
I strewed my shirt buttons on your fields
And let down science class;
So my rain couldn’t be in a bottle anymore
And the road leading to you
Is no more a battle field 
Or a bird market;
But 
My soul is pouring down on you
And my hand
 Stands
..
..
An umbrella.
***

(11)
The teacher said: “Draw a human heart.” 
I laid a kiss on your palm,
And locked it in with the softness of your fingers.
The teacher is now in the recovery room
And I am
Accused
Of forgery.
****
Translated by: Em. Prof.    Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
* Salman Dawood Mohammed. A poet from Iraq

Please, Celebrate

we came 
we saw 
they conquered -
at all those white-houses 
along the endless path 
of my deep-dazed niger
there you see
magicians & saviours-in-waiting
my robust idle-boy-kings
the new controllers
of whole clans to be civilised
in this profound way -
we came 
we saw 
they conquered -
brother, many new davids are here
who never saw a goliath
but they have returned
with the heads of the giants -
please, join in this new ceremony
called forth by
my robust idle-boy-kings
with their countless robust
wives & maidens!
© Canny Amah  Create an image from this poem.

Its Destined

What has been done on heaven
Will be done on earth,
They coming, the new movement set,
The mass delusions created by the state
The lies that built the world
The mason architecture 
The great pyramid, the human project 
Mutating animals to beings
Brothers modified by unknown gens 
To curse their seeds, 
the master plan of biological warfare,
Diseases made for them,
To maintain the brotherhood population,
Prisons created to contain them,
The next generation oh damn!
The psychological imprisonment 
Change them from man to woman
The mental confusion,
The contemplated mass murder of brothers

Kingdom come, the creation of heaven
Witness it happen,
Rebel they'll make you a tourist 
Rebel they say you an anti Christ
Politics and religion,
The master plan pinned in the highest degree but we in deep, 
from ancient times to modernization 
A New era coming, 
the mutation of beings into robots, 
Wired and monitored,
captured for no reason, 
the future of perfection,
perfect society for the mind controllers, 
The game of chess disguised as a way of  living,

The timeline, the guideline 
Written in the stars,
Reflected upon man,
What has been done on heaven,
Will be done on earth, 
Its destined, from the beginning 
When they stole all the knowledge,
Left brothers with bones and rocks,
We recreated a new empire,
It was all planned, 
kings and queens of the land,
 to right down slavery 
Took there rocks too
Left them with animals,
 they become friends 
Animals Taught them the knowledge of survival and Spiritual enlightenment,
The sea and air beings came
 made people eat the animals, 
So the food chain was built
To guide us, so we can be modified,
Eating food that cause's diabetes and all kinds of disease 
To alter of gens and weaken our immune 
System,
more deaths, more money And That's the system, 
everybody is locked away 
humans and animals 
We all in this.

Premium Member Decade of the 80's

I finished high school in the 60's, a decade of 'Change and Revolution'.                                                                                                                      Got married in the 70's, the decade of 'Accountability and Resolution'.                                                                       Yes, I became a man in the 70's, a college graduate, a father, a voter,                                                                     a missionary pastor, and a homeowner.  The decade of the 70's was like                                                                               building a foundation and a platform in anticipation of the decade of the 80's.
The 80's was a decade of 'Reconstruction, Reconsideration, Reconciliation,                                                 and Revision'. The 80's, also a decade of Fiscal Responsibility, Vision, and Expansion, gave birth to the formation and rise of the Reagan Democrats.  I suspect that Jimmy Carter was no match for the 80's because the 80's ushered in his defeat at the hands of Ronald Reagan, who also took on The Air Traffic Controllers and weakened the hands  of America's Strong Labor Unions. The Spring of '81 brought us the failed assassination attempt on Ronald Reagan who nearly died but recovered and went on to become a great president who said to the head of the Soviet Union, "Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall". There were great catches, great runs, great tackles, and great touchdowns as the 80's brought the rise and reign of the San Francisco 49ers. In the late 70's, Americans were captured and held hostage in Iran and released in the early 80's. My first vote for a Republican presidential candidate was cast in 1980 for Ronald Reagan.  Our third and last child was born in 1981, and after moving to Sacramento in '86, unable to find work in Sacramento. I commuted to San Francisco for two and a half years. The Aids epidemic broke out in the 80's, and suddenly the sexual revolution was being brought to, if not a halt, at least a pause. Early on with very small attendance, an Aids Seminar was held at our church.
10132018PoSoupContest, Remembering The 80's, Michelle Faulkner

Premium Member Observation of the Blind

GLOBALIST HAVE A SAYING.
YOU'LL OWN NOTHING AND BE HAPPY.
WHEN YOU TRY TO FATHOM THIS
YOU'LL SEE SUCH A LIFE IS CRAPPY

WELCOME TO THE FUTURE.
NO NEED TO UNDERSTAND.
ALL YOU NEED, IS TO TELL YOURSELF
IS YOU ARE MODERN MAN.

UPGRADE YOUR CURRENT CELLPHONE.
SO IT'S NEVER LOST OR LEFT BEHIND.
IMPLANT NANO MICROCHIPS
AND CONTROL WITH JUST YOUR MIND.

YOUR LANGUAGE WILL BE ALTERED.
TRANSFERRED INTO CODE.
YOU JUST NEED TO LISTEN
AND DO AS YOU ARE TOLD.

WITH CAMERAS IN YOUR EYEBALLS.
MICROPHONES IN YOUR EARS.
YOUR MASTERS CAN SEE EVERYTHING
AND HEAR EVERYTHING YOU HEAR.

RECORDING YOUR EVERY MOVEMENT.
THEY KNOW WHERE YOU HAVE BEEN.
YOU ARE CONSIDERED A PROPERTY
THE CONTROLLERS RESIDE WITHIN.

YOUR THOUGHTS ARE FIFTY FIFTY.
HALF OF THEM INCLINED.
THE OTHER HALF BELONG TO THEM.
YOU'RE PROGRAMED TO LIVE THEIR CRIME.

YOUR DREAMS ARE PROJECTED PROGRAMS
INTENDED FOR YOU TO SEE.
SUGGESTIONS FROM YOUR MASTERS
HOW YOUR LIFE IS MEANT TO BE.

YOU'LL EAT WHAT AND WHEN
THEY SAY YOU WILL.
YOU DON'T HAVE A CHOICE.
YOU'LL NEVER STAND OR SPEAK AGAINST.
BECAUSE YOU WON'T HAVE A VOICE.

YOU'LL WORK AND PAY MORE TAXES.
YOUR PENALTY FOR GOING WOKE.
BASED ON GLOBALIST OBSERVATION
YOUR LIFE IS JUST A JOKE.

VISITING MOTHER NATURE
IS A PRIVILEGE IF YOU OBEY.
IF YOU DON'T PRODUCE ENOUGH
YOU'LL BE FORCED TO STAY AWAY.

YOU DON'T WANT TO TRY IT.
I'M TALKING ABOUT RUN AWAY.
ALWAYS KNOWING WHERE YOU ARE
EVERY SECOND OF THE DAY.

YOUR THOUGHTS ARE BEING PROCESSED. 
YOUR BEHAVIOR MODIFIED.
THERE IS NO YOU ESCAPING
TILL THE DAY THEY DECIDE YOU DIE.

WELCOME TO THE FUTURE.
YOUR BEING IS IN THE HANDS
OF THOSE WHO HAVE CREATED YOU
WHO'S WISH IS YOUR COMMAND.

WHEN YOU DEPEND ON THE RULING CLASS.
IN A WAY YOU BECOME THEIR SLAVE.
ALLOWING THEM TO TAKE CONTROL
AND ALLOWING THEM TO PAVE THE WAY.

WHY WOULD YOU WANT THIS TO HAPPEN?
TAKE A MOMENT TO STOP AND THINK.
THEY'RE OFFERING YOU THE KOOL AID
EXPECTING YOU TO DRINK.
 
Michael E. Harris
08302022

Bullet In the Chamber

Nobody can prevent,all you can do for crying out loud 
is join in its allowed.Allah ain't laughing.Ha Ha He
He.Every single signal of communication..Dangerous
like a bullet in the chamber.I am on am to fm
stereo;From digital,antenna,sattelite,also created HD
radio;I control ohms to make people say um.Day until
p.m.Each day I am if I wasn't why would I say I am.I have
no direction;I use every english word that I have
constructed.I use these commands at my selection.
Which gives my govt. the U.S.A. & I the biggest
********.Never final. People should do a bowel
movement. I never throw in the white towel.I am after
the crown.All I ask is for is to form an original
thought. I faught and fought for a form of
thought.The f curse word is derived from forming.I wil get
laid,now a days,to hatch an egg.Unity= YoU aNd  I
Tea;whY not add lemon plus milk; and also "Equal"
and/or "Splenda".Its slpendid that I precisely select
the price of products."Equals" I did and still do.Is
dictatorship all right with you? I ma(ke it h)appen  I keep using a cue of clues to 
lead you; to lueryou to whom is the #1 world leader. This sole controllers' soul is 
sold on dvd's and cd's around the globe. I am used, misused, and abused.I 
mention a mansion. I am so intelligent. I will pop a tent. Earth is my brain. Every 
day before I wake I feel the power, I have explained I need a interview to show the 
world my inner view. The world will maintain on how I feel. I control mother nature 
so I wander maybe people could show me a sign of life, I take over the tv screen 
and the reality scene. I will reproduce the same as before during this era of 
errors until I am confronted. The world is insane, and I will reproduct at random 
who fills the shoes of who did it before. But who cares, and/or who would take 
action. All people do is believe and watch what I work hard to do. I am a ghost/ 
holy spirited person. This present tense. Is the future that I am physically in. My 
supervision controlled environment. I am the creature that makes the future.

Premium Member A New World Order Insider Leaves and Tells All

One of my Heroes is Ronald Bernard. Ronald was an elite Illuminati Banker at the very top of the Pyramid. He was from the Netherlands and he was a key part in the puzzle of the World Elite Controllers. A very rich and powerful man that somehow managed to leave that Sinister World of Lies, Deception, and Control without them Killing him. In these videos He tells all of their Hidden Agenda, the Powerful families that rule, the Satanic rituals, there dark World. He shares how he was Traumatized and abused growing up and was prepared for his indoctrination into their World. How he could not take it anymore and had a breakdown, and was able to get out. He shares their dirty Secrets and what we must do to survive their Evil Agenda. He is a man of Conviction. A man of Morals and Truth, a man with the Courage of a Lion. My Hero Ronald Bernard.

Go to YouTube. Type in    Revelations from an Insider Ronald Bernard


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