Dear Julian, congratulations on you gaining your freedom
May you keep a level head in the turbulence that will attempt to
Sweep you away..Take time with your faithful wife and the
Children you were removed from..Bear with them for its
Not easy when they have a famous parent, kiss the ground
Of our country for me is one request i have.' The other is
Will you find time for 'the freedom movement at home?)
In particular Graham Hood and Jhonny Larter, also Nick Patterson and Riccardo Bosi..Who were all subject to tyranny as well as our whole country, there will be attempts
To steer you towards a globalist leaning.' Yet you are big
Enough and battler enough' I wish you Gods blessing until
We meet, Joe.!
"Their cross will decay
Rome will be as a phoenix
Helios will reign supreme"
"The sun always sets
Accept the eagle’s old age
Find dominion in your mind"
Archon of the west, whose spouse was the worldly Sophia
Who blindly abandoned his childhood lamb, to search for unseen light
Though the lamb could have showed him the pure gnosis he craved for
Poem (from a Gnostic Christian perspective) about the Roman Emperor Julian the Apostate, who abandoned Christianity in favour for philosophical Paganism.
I be talking crazy when I’m off the yoppas.
But she love how I talk crazy off the yoppas.
I didn’t really want her but you know I got her.
Filled her script like I was a doctor.
Keep the tool with me, but, you I got them hitters on me.
Keeps me in the zone. I don’t really wanna hurt nobody.
Aye I up the burner, catch a body, then I take his hottie.
A bad boy. Yea, I’m feeling like I’m mister Lawry.
I got that splash in my swag.
Cleaner than a jag speeding down the freeway about 160 on the dash.
Shorty got that class and she ratchet I’m on her fast.
Ima Slytherin her and I'll put lil mama in a trance.
Something like a snake. I’m so smooth when I hit my dance.
All she did was glance, then her hands Slytherin my pants.
One look at the doc, and she's quick to wanna leave her man.
No explanation you already understand.
I’ve been trying to have a conversation.
Just to get a little piece of mind.
These drugs giving me a sensation.
Dying slow, but I’m feeling just fine.
Too bright in here, my pupils dilated.
Shades on, but, there ain’t no sunshine.
Stacking up this paper that I’m chasing.
Even though I can’t take it when I die.
HEY HEY!!! Howdy do.
What’s the word? What’s the move?
Pop a yop, I’m in the groove.
Call me Ed, cuz I’m a dude.
You're so rude swear you only listen to respond.
On that Dexter crap. Always yelling omelette au fromage.
And you put on the façade that you on your wits.
You just buying mods for your sims and starting arguments.
An Acquired taste that’s you black licorice.
You and I together love forever that’s superfluous.
All Hail Caesar,
the conquering wind
A force of nature
that gusts within
Cities crumble
and empires fall
The shadow of Rome
—covering all
(The New Room: May, 2021)
Ah, poor Julian, you weren't cut out to be
A debonair bloke on a criminal spree
Publish secrets of a million warriors
In a country with a zillion lawyers
And then try your hand as a flighty soul
With a press conference at your hidey hole
You see, Julian, if you run you should hide
You can't relax with the law right outside
Spend seven years in a stranger's own house
When all the while you are trapped like a mouse
So here we are in the cold morning mist
You're about to face a country that's pissed
4-15-19
Contest:Julian Assange
Sponsor:Kai Michael Neumann
Australian journalist with big dreams
Advocating freedom and transparency
Becoming founder of WikiLeaks
Attracting international attention
By publishing secret documents
Uncovering human rights abuses
Appalling war crimes and corruption
Refusing to be censored comes at a cost
Forcing Julian to seek political asylum
Trusting only his beloved faithful cat
AP: 2nd place 2020
Submitted on April 14, 2019 for contest JULIAN ASSANGE sponsored by KAI MICHAEL NEWMANN - RANKED 8TH
Journalist jeopardizes hegemony
Unveils untold injustices
Lacerates limits of freedom
Invokes imminent amendments
Answers alleged incriminations
Negates nefarious power
Antagonizes acrimonious lies
Suffers slaughter of right
Subdues surrogate meanings
Awaits apoplectical hatred
Nears noxious injection
Gulps generous hemlock
Ends evil monopoly
My heart is whole, when I’m with you…
I feel like, I am so brand new..
My throbbing heart, gives me delight…
On each day, that you’re in my sight…
In my life, you play a big part...
‘coz you’re the last piece, of my heart…
You’re my desire, and that is true…
I am so lucky, I found you…
I never felt this way before…
Loving someone so deep and true…
I’m feeling high, when I'm with you…
You're a sedative, I need you…
You taste so sweet, and oh so good…
You completed my womanhood…
You can vanish me in this world…
You can shake me up, I am bold…
For you have taken my breath away…
As you whispered "Julie… please stay…"
Your voice is like a melody…
It was so sweet and so lovely…
But.. Swiftly tears began to fall…
Oh! Julian, I'm Ju…-li…-et…
I caught myself sobbing in pain
You were just…only in a dream..
…where I became your Juliet…
The Odd Man Julian
Julian Assange, is his reluctance returning
to Sweden based on fear of being sent to
USA, the only reason. Or can it be he can´t
face the sexual humiliation and intimate
questioning he will be subjected to; that
his immeasurable ego cannot tolerate it?
As it is should he get to Ecuador, he will
always be a person sought by Swedish law
as a man accused of having committed
a sexual crime.
the things they’ll do to julian
imagine imagine
the things they’ll do to julian---
as mr. assange
genius founder of WikiLeaks
did open the door to
let the light in
on so many lies spread by the governments across the world
who were found naked in the shower
trying to scrub the dirt & blood off their hands
while simultaneously bathing in
money,
he will suffer the worst penalty that the empire can dream up---
it may take 20 years,
but with the beginning of the brits giving him up to extradition,
now he will be dragged through the “alleged sex crime” corridor,
so as to paint a darker picture of him
for the american public who will eventually be standing down below the
gallows
when he is finally hung in the belly of the beast---
the swedes will start it
but as the money flows in the gutter
the exchange of mr. assange from custody to custody
from government to government
will end up in only one last dance &
it won’t be with franky
(when he was with Reprise).
What Julian sought I have sought
In razed and restored clay temples
We have always worshiped words
These gods upon the Olympian crags
splinters of reason, waterfalls
splashing, numinously upon our heads
Then, i thought i ran out of words
life draining them, slowly, dripping
blood-like, into a sterile shallow pool
of responsibility, but i sense
your new words, surrounding me
i perceive it was just a deception
i am not just an animal, led
to the bleakest slaughterhouse,
i will go out bleating, words
and the last thing i hear
your new words, ringing
in my mad, but never cowed brain.
This is the story of my son.
Unraveled lives have just begun.
Fear of sleep the nightmares call.
The scary shadow on the wall.
A phase it's not, I wish it was.
A gift of insight gain applause.
I have it too; I passed it down.
A genetic trait to which he's bound.
I hope he learns to apply it well.
I'll hand him the tools, but duration will tell.
You may imagine that I am insane.
Time will heal the pain.
I understand the doubt and fear.
This act of nature that we adhere.
Some say it's science so they can deal.
Whatever it takes to induce it's will.
I believe - it's in the mind.
If you're prone, this you too will find.
He's young now and nothings planned.
I'll be there to guide his hand.
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