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Actor's Guild of ritual 'arts'
Secret ritual Oaths exchanged for luxurious material lives
Outward behaviour, manners; betraying what they really are and of course what they hide,
Though if it were not so
hidden in Plain Sight,
We would not have seen
what they always were,
The Fickle mob shall not
know a bloody thing,
Unecessarily kept dumbed down,
With their 'sophisticated' play acting, celebrities, musicians,
supporting actors, playrights,
Are avowed,
And yet belong to elite and hideous Crown
So the righteous masses
now versus,
This heinous satanic fake nobility,
Struggle of ages - Karmic written verses
Now curiously benefits semi enlightened,
Previous numb and wretched
inability
Those ranting sychophant agents
are but greedy Luciferian pawns
With script, face and masks
in one hand
The other hidden, tho reveals;
A Bond to occult subversive band
With radio, film and tel-lie-vision,
You could not otherwise see
What Mind Control agendas have actually been written,
The whole world in numbing trance, to then agree..
We have not been given time,
To realise their inadvertent message,
Tho the apple has been bitten
Masonic rites of passage,
The fruit has long since fallen from the tree,
Remember this the forefathers told us,
People sadly are invariably not always,
what they present themselves to be
The skill therein lies within,
An extremely well funded and
over paid,
ability to deceive us
Kurt Hubbard-Beale
August 28th 2021
During covid 19 lockdowns
The PoetTree
Awaken Poetry. Awareness Poetry. Geopolitical. Philosophical. Music. Shared
One with the Universe, Drifting Quickly and Swiftly
Trodding a Steed of Triumph, I Dazzle in Nobility
Starry Eyed, I Blaze in Infernos of Gold
Golden Fleece Forged, I'm a Heroic Soul
A Golden Ballad for the Seven Seas
Blazing Chariots Of Light, Upright Towards the Heavenlies
From Earth to Jerusalem, a Solar Staff of Fire and Gems
Thriving Off Emblazoned Wings Of Zen,
Steadfast and Cageless, I'm the Fearless Riprider
High Glider, Wings Wider, I got that Buddha Fire
Beyond the flesh, the Treasure Chest
A Trove of Spiritual Wealth, in Bliss the Soul Rests
Righteous in Truth my Hearts Aflame
Seek the Inner Tabernacle it paves The Way,
No Mountain Too Tall If You Truly Believe
Find The Courage and Wisdom to be Set Free,
And Know, The Truth Within Is All You Need
The True Power Of The Golden Fleece
I was told by my uncle Steve
that I descended from a prince;
word spread through the medieval town,
then all the single girls chased me
around every corner...I heard them giggling.
Blue blood flows in my veins,
that Coat Of Arms can attest this fact;
Frederick II must have given to a valorous knight,
I can imagine how he felt accepting this honor from a King,
but the mystery remains...what was his name?
I must search for my ancestry and those scrolls will surprise me;
and if I had a wish...I would be that armored knight who seduces
the Queen whose desire for a younger man is too evident.
Ah! I will be decapitated by the angriest King! You will weep, charming lady!
I don't live in a castle groping on a barren hill,
I don't owe lands tended by loyal peasants, no carpet
is spread on my entering, no trumpets announce
my coming; I'll never smile at a pretty princess or maid!
Ah! The illusive dream of a-would-be-king! But I have blue blood flowing
in these veins! Why wasn't I given a title of nobility like handsome Prince Andrew?
Theme: Who Am I?
Written on 1/25/ 2016
Eagle Swift, My Conscience Uplifts
Upshifts the Swiftness, It's Blissful, My Soul Drifts
Solo Drifter, I Sail The Abyss
One with the Quasars, I Scratch Off The Bucket List
High Born, I Soar Like a Rocket Ship
Where Tales Turn Legend, These Wings Are Destined
I Believe and I Too Have a Dream
Uncaged, I'm The Lion King
I'm The Wild Thing
Destined, Just Me and My Wild Steed,
Like Days Of Old I Trod with Nobility
In Grace, Honor and Chivalry
In Fields like Romance that Blaze towards Destiny
A Cosmic Reunion with my Greater Me,
I Spread My Wings and Transform like a Butterfly
Hawk Eyed, I Soar with Laser Precision Flight
Dragon Sown Forged Of Fire
I'm Opal Bold, Solar Storm Hardwired,
Purged by Friction Glistens a Diamond Intuition
Heaven Rejoice, In Truth I Have Risen
We are born into this time, ensnared by the woven webs of destiny,
And on the path of fate, without fear, we step toward the determined end.
There is no other way, only the duty to hold onto our lost position,
Without hope, without salvation, like that Roman soldier, found among the ruins,
His bones before the door in Pompeii, a silent testament to his devotion.
Vesuvius erupted, and the sky darkened with ash,
But he, in silence, fulfilled his duty, forgotten by all,
This is greatness, true nobility, to stand firm,
In the face of the storm that swallows you, without wavering, without surrendering.
To be of pure breed means to face the inevitable with your head held high,
To accept that honor is the only thing that cannot be taken from a man,
That in the face of the end, only dignity remains, like an everlasting light,
A beacon in the deep night of existence, an unyielding symbol.
In the flow of my consciousness, the image of a forgotten world is drawn,
Where each step is an echo of the past, every breath, a testament.
We are born into this time, with the burden of history on our shoulders,
And on the path of fate, we step without fear, toward the determined end.
There is no other way, only the duty to hold the flag high,
Without hope, without salvation, but with hearts full of courage,
Like that Roman soldier, guarded by the silence of eternity,
His bones, a testament to a life lived with dignity.
And thus, in the face of the end, we find our strength,
In the honor that cannot be taken, in the greatness of a life lived without regrets,
For to be of pure breed means to face the inevitable,
With your head held high, with a pure heart, leaving behind only light.
The world stopped when I searched your eyes
as clarity washed clearer
and what was before silently fell away
when I looked into the binding bond of wonder
and found nobility in your eyes
lush with a timeless moment of sensual serenity
that bestowed a breathless pause
pulling me towards a softer realm
to quench my thirsty soul
that has wandered romantic deserts
in search of ambrosial eyes of delicate seduction
that pour like leaf-bearing dew
onto the barren ground of my lonely heart
so I may welcome the sprouting seed of love
found in the garden of my heartbeat
where emotion has flowered
to awaken my silent passion from slumber
and welcome a quiet calm of surrender
when your eyes invited me to stay
and we were both lost in the moment
Seeking out tranquility
Transcendent information that allows the mind to be free
Interdependent adaptation that science ensures you see
Resplendent observations that you find only in your dreams
Ascendant liberations that teach you to believe
Applications of complications that see you need representation
Calculations of culminations that combine to give you resignation
Dedications of postulations which require intellectual renovations
Allocations of moderations that take it to the next level innovation
There is not an easy answer when your constantly in question
Like the silhouette of a dancer who defies physical comprehension
There is too much enhancer at these cosmetic conventions
So he remains a freelancer to protect his good intentions
Annexation of a land that was once a sovereign state
Starvation on their hands as there is too little done too late
Accusations that they demand as the air is filled with hate
Aberrations that can’t stand unless the people demonstrate
Exploration of a new reform that brings about possibility
Designation of the tired and worn who live without probability
Resignation of the concepts that are forlorn that engender nobility
Temptation of the broken and torn just seeking out tranquility
When The Masks Come Off
One day
When this is over
We will joyfully remove our masks,
And face one another as people again.
When that day comes,
We will rejoice to see smiles,
The moving lips that greet us, link us
Human to human. When that day comes,
Much as I desire it;
What will be revealed? Love for one another as a race?
So much has been done to separate us.
To tear us from our better selves.
We must rise Above: declare our nobility.
We must declare ourselves the noble Human Race we are,
Which, with all its flaws, still marches on to better days,
Tear our masks off and declare to one another,
With unrepentant smiles,
That, "Yes, I believe in you."
Riding Wild Unto The Sun like a Night Light
with the Sword of Swords for the Last Knight,
Full Speed Into Valleys of Chivalry
Golden Helmet and Shield, here comes the Holy Cavalier
Trodding on Lucid Cavalry
Archetype Vangelis Defying Gravity,
Ascending Ethers from the Wild West, Northbound
Fire Wielding, Shaffron, Crinnets and Crown
Gallant and Free, moving Swiftly in Nobility
Into Halls Of Legendry and Infinity,
Cloudbound to breach Summits and Ranks
Armored with Ankhs and Sage,
Gryphon Crest on the Chest, Chanting Psalms Of Eternity
Mentally, Physically, Spiritually in Full Rigidity,
Blazing Untamed in Astro Luminosity
Crossing Thresholds of Astral Plains, to bring Cosmic Rain, in Cosmic Ferocity
Solar Glowing like Opal Stones
Blitzing like Drumfire, like Wild Stallions Of Old
Headstrong, Into the Heart to Reach for Stars
and Ignite the Sacred Flame into Bonfires,
Ever-Valiant, Ever-Forth in Heroic Strides
The Mantra, for The Bastions Enterprise
Into the Realms of the Soul for the Illusive Grail and Stone
and claim the Victory over Misery and Flesh and Bone,
where Legends are Born and Phoenix Fly
there Tales Echo of Battlecries,
and The Valiant is reminded in Repose, of Tales Of Ghosts
and Walks Into the Hills Of Zion, The Last Of Caballeros
MOTHER OF MOUNTAINS
Oh mountain mother if I may,
put forth my praise of thee,
of noble strength, steadfast and true,
Your full beauty none can see.
Violently birthed by mother earth,
jutting up through the dirt and trees.
Stretching toward the sun and stars,
catching clouds upon the breeze.
Dinosaurs walked in the shadow
of your majestic purple face,
adorned with gleaming snow white locks,
foothills flow from your embrace.
Glacial ice cuting slowly deep,
it's lines expose your age.
Your regal peak, stern and steep,
like a brash old mother sage.
A universal femme fatale,
invoking art and reverie.
You can not be moved or conquered
nor captured by mere poetry.
Grand words praise your nobility,
songs strive your peaks to soar,
by mortal tongue, no justice done,
as your truth transcends all lore.