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Be as lonely as you choose to be,
discover yourself and invent words
from thoughts, be that mysterious sea...
the deeper you delve into it, the more amazing
it becomes...expand your narrow horizons,
take imagination farther with each thrilling feeling!
Who really wants to be an obscure poet
and write endless verses kept into drawers
ultimately yellowed by time, never discovered by others;
wouldn't have been easier to be a Monet...
painting lively images instead of writing hundreds of poems?
Be as lonely as you choose to be in your concepts of symmetry,
never letting your pen stray from those truths perceived analyzing
the amazing works of the Masters and interpreting them fairly;
could they increase your knowledge, perception, and understanding?
Blame Virgil, blame Dante, blame Shakespeare for their insights,
for their tremendous influence on your dramatic writings;
was their inspiration a spark that ignited the passion...
rather than the curiosity of taking them to a greater dimension,
and be awarded the ivory crown only reserved for kings,
for elites being praised in repulsive or emotional verses by these poets?
Structural racism lives outside
while personal racists die inside
Choking on polluted air
and water
and soil,
nature and spirit of history's orthodox structures
eliting Big WhiteHouse privilege.
Racist systems
produce racist daddies
and their quasi-property girls
to feed and water toxic prejudice
against lesser non-elites
of gender and income,
color and neighborhood school divestment,
public character
and monoculturing dark celebration
of arm sales
and aggressively industrialized hate development
and colonizing disenchantments
where creolizing enchantments threaten to entice
peaceful revolutionary non-elites of unprivilege.
Racism is to patriarchal evolution
as wealth evangelism is to competing violent revolutions.
Racism would abort multicultural integrity
of green health-managed,
absorbing red hate-mongered,
mutually pardoning bodies,
pay-it-forward forgiveness
across extended family corporations,
cooperatively regenerating co-invested parties,
ecotherapeutic minds with ego-strong support systems,
ultra-nonviolent states of improvising syncopathic hope,
good humored faith,
liberating love,
enchanting relationships
inviting positive energy,
phenomena of wealthy climates,
deeply experienced neural networks,
psychic egosystems,
natures
in ego-spirits
in eco-natures...
Integrity
in synergy...
Resonant space
in resilient time...
Polyphonic creation
in polypathic revolving cultures
without big whitehouse over-investments
in raging LeftBrain historical privilege.
There are terms humanity uses, phrases words appear."
To communicate emotions, in aim of clarity, or to help
Verbally in communicating our anxiety, or sense of honour
Even anger, love or fear.' Some terms are formed generically.' Yet others are forged and planned.' To strike
At the spirit, heart and souls of 'right thinking women and
Man' the word ( elites ) is being used to describe indeed
The dregs..' its as dis-informative in the context and concept
Indeed its correction ' must get now on its legs' to
Highlight those of repulsive ways..Who glorify abuse who
Plan nightmares today.' Who facilitate urusry murder and
Greed, who co-opt and co-erce for the basest of needs who
To be validated are willing to do the vilest' the dirtiest things.)
Scum could do.' I find no word low enough.! No term that
Will match.' To the acts of these lunatics and the sick dreams they hatch.' (They call wicked for good) remember
My friend; (2020?) and just extrapolate' then and only things will
Get on the mend!
THE MEDIA SHOUTS AND CLAIMS.
THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY OUT.
I AND MANY OTHERS,
SEEM TO HAVE SERIOUS DOUBTS.
POLITICAL PRISONERS VS.
POLITICAL SLAVES.
WITH THEIR UNENDING MANDATES
WAVE AFTER WAVE.
WITH NO PROOF OR EVIDENCE
AND NO RESEARCH FILES.
TO UNCOVER,
THE NAKED TRUTH
WILL TAKE US QUITE A WHILE.
IMPLEMENTATION
OF PANIC AND FEAR.
CREATED THE CHAOS
BOTH FAR AND NEAR.
NUMBERS WERE FUDGED
OTHERS SEEMED SMEARED.
NUMBERS THAT WERE
HAVE JUST DISAPPEARED.
SEEKERS OF TRUTH
JUST WANT TO KNOW.
WHICH HAS MORE VALUE
IS IT SILVER OR GOLD.
FIAT DOLLARS ARE WORTHLESS
PRINTED FROM THIN AIR.
HOW ON EARTH
WILL THEY CONTROL THE SLAVES
WHEN THE PRISONERS
JUST DON'T CARE.
TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE.
THE TRUTH IS GETTING THROUGH.
THE MEDIA'S PROPAGANDA
EXPOSED BY THOSE WHO KNEW.
IT'S ALL ABOUT THE NUMBERS
AND HOW THEY PLAN TO HIDE.
DEPOPULATION PROGRAMS
BEFORE PUBLIC BECOMING WISE.
BACKED INTO A CORNER
THEIR BACKS AGAINST THE WALL
ELITES OF THE GLOBAL PARTY
BELIEVE THEY'RE ABOVE
THE LAW.
LATER OR SOONER OR MAYBE.
WHERE DO THEY PLAN TO GO?
BUNKERS ? YACHTS? SPACE STATIONS?
ONLY THE WEALTHY KNOW.
THE MEDIA WILL BE CHARGED
AS ACCOMPLICE.
THE POLITICIAN'S
CHARGED WITH CRIMES.
THE GLOBALIST WILL ATTEMPT
TO BUY THEIR FREEDOM.
BUT SPEND WHAT'S LEFT
OF LIFE
DOING TIME.
Michael E. Harris
11232021
The law stands tall in marble halls,
Blindfolded, scales in measured hands,
Yet whispers travel through its walls
Whose weight determines where it lands?
Was law conceived to shield the frail,
To be a staff for limping feet?
Or forged as iron, firm and pale,
For strong hands only, cold and neat?
They say the law protects the weak
But pause, and ask the deeper truth:
Who carved its words, who made it speak?
The Strong and Mighty not hunger, age, nor youth.
Why would the mighty draft a rule
That bends their crown, dissolves their might?
Why sharpen laws as self-made tool
To dim their power, dull their light?
The Mighty write laws, the Strong enforce,
They judge, interpret, jail, and fine;
They ride the law as mounted horse
While weak men walk the thorned line.
Thus justice limps when titans clash,
Files stall, proceedings drift and sleep;
But swift it strikes with thunderous lash
When weak meets weak there is no hill to keep.
Corruption oils the rusted scale,
Gold tips the balance, truth grows thin;
The poor man’s plea is bound to fail
Where bought verdicts quietly win.
If law must end this age-old wrong,
It must unlearn the rank of birth;
No class too weak, no class too strong
All equal tenants of the earth.
Let strength appear as humble clay,
Let weakness rise, made bold and sure;
Let law become a common way
Where every wound can find a cure.
Let conscience sit, not bribe nor fear;
Let learned minds refuse to travel
The crooked road corruption clears.
Till justice serves not power or name
But truth alone, exact and plain,
The law remains a titled game
Where weak men lose and strong men gain.
The prediction business, notoriously crooked
but thought I'd take a quick look at it
Neither to forecast financial ups or downs
turning NYSE smiles to frowns
Nor to set odds on upcoming sports events
too much depends on the element of chance
I'm here to predict something inevitable
as sure as mother's milk is delectably edible
Japanese, Chinese, Vietnamese, and Korean-Americans
will learn from the black man, who screamed, "Yes, I can
intimidate the white man into doing my bidding"
and now whitey's afraid of him ~ You know I'm not kidding ...
The Asians have earned their spot at the top of the university heap
but they won't ever get there 'til they stop acting like sheep
Waiting for the 'so-called Wheels of Justice' to grind
is for those who 'to wait forever politely' wouldn't mind
How long did it take for 'Separate but Equal' to be overturned?
from 1896-1954: 58 years of 'broken-windows' schools where ghetto
blacks didn't learn ...
I predict that when Asian-led terror strikes the heart of the system
just watch the phony elites and their friends pretend to be victims
Though the one thing about terror (they forget) is it gets results ~
Check out how Radical Islam, China and Russia exult
In the labyrinth of time, where truth and lies dance,
I wander among the shadows of thoughts, seeking wisdom's light,
Wondering why, in recent centuries, the learned have lost their way in the mist,
While the simple have carried the flicker of truth in their palms.
I see around me puppets of knowledge, moved by invisible strings,
Institutions like sandcastles, built on the foundation of illusion,
Where elites weave their web of power, wrapping the world in propaganda's silk,
And we, blind and deaf, dance to their rhythm, not knowing that we don't know.
I float on waves of collective memory, among fragments of distorted reality,
Where ideas are born mutilated, where truth is sanitized in sterile laboratories,
Where gender and identity are color splotches in a chaotic kaleidoscope,
And science bows to ideology, like an old oak in a storm.
I hear the echo of voices from outside the walls of academia,
Organic intellectuals, wild flowers in the garden of conformity,
They are the seeds of thought revolution, the germ of change,
But who listens to them in the din of prefabricated information?
I wonder, with a heavy heart and a foggy mind,
How long until the mask falls,
Until we see that the king is naked, that the emperor has no clothes,
That the institutions we've pinned our hopes on are houses of cards?
I see educated people believing in chimeras, in ghosts of progress,
Fifty-eight genders dancing on the edge of absurdity,
Marriages reinvented, science decolonized, a world upside down,
And I think of the wise words: "Only intellectuals can believe such nonsense."
In this night of consciousness, under the starry sky of unanswered questions,
I pray it's not too late when the veil falls,
When educated and uneducated realize they've been fooled,
That the hearts of those in power beat to the rhythm of money, not compassion.
So I wander further in the labyrinth of thoughts,
Seeking not answers, but better questions,
Hoping that somewhere, in the mist of the future,
Truth will rise like a new sun, illuminating the minds and hearts of all.
Friends Cattle farmers in the Netherlands are being TOLD to reduce by 50 percent their livestock farms, because of the Nitrogen gases the Cattle produce. There is 78 percent Nitrogen levels in the world, it is what the world is made up of, so why are these Politicians forcing the farmers to cut the livestock farms by 50%? Tens of thousands of farmers are Protesting. They are driving their tractors and blocking roads, and Grocery stores. They are tired of this New World Order CONTROL, of being told what to do with their Crops and Cattle farms. The Farmers have finally had enough and it has gotten so bad that Grocery store shelves in some areas are Empty! The Farmers and the People in the Netherlands are aware of what these Globalist are trying to do in creating food shortages by demanding the farmers to reduce by 50% their cattle farms The News in America have been Silent. Ask yourself why that is. Obviously they dont want us to know here in the States that people are standing up to their Orchestrated Agendas for fear of Americans doing the same. Ask yourself What is going on in the World we live in. What are they trying to do to our food, especially beef supplies. Friends Please start realizing what is happening around you, by these Global Elites. Understand that they control the Media and they arent reporting all the devastation they are creating all over the world and here in the states. They have destroyed 95 food processing plants within six months. If you search the lying fact check that they control, it will tell you it is not true. Please be diligent in verifying everything, and be a critical thinker always checking and verifying what you hear from the Main stream Media. Get your houses in Order and start stocking up on Food. God bless you all... PS another corrupt Politician resigns. Boris Johnson, Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. These are the World leaders people Trusted. Friends he resigned because he got caught. Dont put faith in your Leaders, most of them are corrupt, put your faith in Jesus, for he is the only Truthful One to Trust. God bless you all. Have hope and don't trust but Verify...
They have shut down A Call For An Uprising on YouTube He has a new Channel.
The Prepared Homestead on YouTube is another great Channel to get the Truth.
Know (Chain Haiku)
One would think we'd know
Knowing, God, intimately
Gives understanding
Gains Loves true beauty
Life's expectant pregnancy
Carrying duty
Expectant, truly
Across the void's Great Divide
On the Greatest Horse
That Joseph could find
That Mary could whisper to
Ruach, be in thee
Give wings to the beast
This beast of proud countenance
Carries Providence
The Great Lamb of God
Come again as a Lion
Ride champion ride
Archangel Trumpet
Be loudly blown in Zion
Know, Everyone
THE SON OF MAN, HE
He comes to sit on the Throne
Payed the price alone
Soldiering a cross
Piercing the Darkness with light
And whom by His side?
Who will stand and say
I know You My Lord, Yes. Yes
I Do Remember You
You were the ONE, yes
You were the ONE, who carried
The One that Ferried
The ONE Love married
Bridegroom We are your Bride
To BE, at YOUR side
The Holy Spirit
Executing, Your Love call
The Father's Will
Being done, on Earth
As the Family makes last stand
As the Earth stands still
Trans-figured, ultimately
Our hearts can become aflame
With the light of Truth
Hallowed Be Thy Name
O,O,O Hallowed Be Thy Name
A Lion-Poet
The Great Mountain King
Phantom of the Opera
The re-appearing
Time is drawing Nigh
When ALL the World, we shall see
The breaker of chains
The Word, Is His Name
Hallowed, Faithful and True, True
Poetic and Stark
Shine light in the dark
Gather us under your wing
Flint for us the spark
Pure, integrity
Is it not everything
To hold your head high
A lamp heads our path
So see through the nothingness
Through the by and by
Through the pokerface
That curses us with it's eyes
Stains us with it's dye
Stop the Suckerpunch
Ward the Warden's Den of Thieves
Of Hell's junk, Baal, bonds
The heart of the deal
"The Treacherous Dealer Deals"
Monopolies
Elites, apathy
Break the chains of their darkness
Take hold of the flame
We had no hand in this rape of nature
Yet we will bear its full weight and measure
Can climate be sentenced to certain doom
Is there time to resolve its gruesome gloom
Don't dare ask us to deny climate change
We've dug a hole that we can't get out of
At the "climate mercy" from high above
Self-interest trumps the collective good
Tell the top players to do now what they should
Don't dare ask us to think or act short-term
Our little spades try digging us all out
As designer-suit dudes plow dirt round about
We dutifully sift through our own trash
So we make these moguls even more cash
Don't dare ask us to bow to huge profits
Those prominent peers, posers, pols and priests
They had their fair say and done their least
Fighting useless battles over oil sites
While we differ on clear-cut human rights
Don't dare ask us to reject world order
Elites hold the power and that is true
Puny results from what we folks can do
As much as we'd like to see it all stop
To fix this we must begin at the top
Don't dare ask us to back broken brokers
Seeing in stores all that shiny plastic
Vast plastic globs float in the Pacific
We drive plastic cars that are half the weight
With which green fuel is still under debate
Don't dare ask us to save our frail planet
Each ecosystem is interconnected
Rising like tides that are all effected
Now fires and storms rage behind a curtain
Weather is volatile and uncertain
Don't dare ask us to endanger species
Air, lands, waters hope for a better day
Some of earth's environs have lost their way
Without half our insects we must move on
The planet's trees are forever half gone
Don't dare ask us to fix this mega mess
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