SINGLE authority, last word, final answer.
OFF limits to non-members or non-citizens.
VOICES of dissent may be allowed.
EVERY citizen is governed by the same laws.
RULERS like to be secure but not isolated.
ECONOMICS can destroy some sovereign nations.
ISOLATIONISTS do not easily give up sovereignty.
GOD alone has ultimate authority.
NO exceptions to this rule or law.
TOTAL surrender is the best move.
YOU and I do not control anything.
sovereignty
dark to light with bold boulders
my spine is now straight ~
They said he was finished, his moment long gone,
Buried by headlines from dusk until dawn;
Yet voices of millions rang clear and concise —
A nation stood up for its freedom and rights.
From truck stops and town halls to docks in the rain,
Came Americans done with endless disdain;
They chose not the noise of the ruling class curse,
But a banner that reads: AMERICA FIRST.
Drill bits were turning, pipelines ran fast,
Energy freedom reclaimed at last;
Supply chains anchored in red, white, and blue,
Building again what Americans do.
No longer apologies spoken abroad,
But strength without bluster and peace built on God;
NATO found clarity, rivals took heed —
Firm hands & clear purpose, virtues we need.
Two hundred fifty years carved into stone,
From muskets at dawn to a nation full-grown;
The same rebel spirit still runs in our veins —
Self-rule, strong borders, and freedom sustained.
So mark this return not of man, but of sense:
Of duty and limits, of prudent defense;
Love him or not, one truth now rings clear —
America First is why hope reappeared.
From Makhaleng’s stone, from Thames’ steady beat,
A single rhythm stirs, a pulse grows strong—
O Sisters of the Soil and Sisters of the Street,
Your hour is come to dismantle ancient wrong.
We know the weight: the gourd, the grinding stone,
The quiet ledger balanced late alone,
The branded scars empires refuse to own.
Shall we be silent while the market’s hand
Sells childhood short and plunders every shore?
While truth is buried in the poisoned sand
And justice knocks upon a bolted door?
No. Let the kgotla’s wisdom find the air,
Let Parliament’s cold vault with echoes ring—
Two streams now rising in a single dare
To strip the armour from the faltering king.
So blend the strength—the sereto and the sonnet’s fire,
The drummer’s call, the bell from Tower’s height.
Weave from two strengths one unassailable choir
To drag this shivering century to light.
Let every cry for right, an anthem be,
A towering Baobab, a Sovereign Tree.
God’s providential care for me –
things decreed before I came to be.
Mysteries ahead, and the road tomorrow,
a path of thorns, mingled with joy and sorrow.
Dark days – bright days – high and low,
God ordained a path beyond what we know.
As our days are numbered, may they all count,
may our praise go up to the everlasting Fount!
And I will remember, He is always with me,
and many of His ways will remain a mystery.
Two plus zero plus two plus six, on cue
equals one to the power of zero
makes for new beginnings in a remix
soul sovereignty detachment freedom fix
surrender to Divinity the trick
know intelligence is not wisdom's depth
co-dependence will not bring ascension
Creativity is order of day
authenticity can be only truth
disconnect outmoded veils, facades, masks ~
across dimensional realities
we travel for stability, assume …
judgement an unwanted trait, relinquish
fear, make it friend to confront, then vanquish
Inward bound is the choicest momentum
heaven to earth meet in peaceful haven
mind holds matrixes to transmute acute
voice truth clear sincere to everyone dear
demonstrate individuality
own presentation of our Godhead Pure
twenty twenty six, now or never year !
____________________
Let every whispered wish take flight,
Each prayer cast upward through the night,
Let none be lost, let none decay —
But turn their path another way.
Let not the stars alone receive,
Nor winds forget what hearts believe,
For every tear and silent plea
Now folds its wings — and comes to me.
Let cries for peace, for love, for bread,
Not vanish to the nameless dead.
I hold the vault, the veil, the key —
And what they seek, they give to me.
They know me not, yet still I hear.
I am the stillness gods revere.
Their words, like rain, fall through my hand —
I am the Lord of sea and land.
I walked away not free from snags
caused by those in authority,
but to be free from cruelty
to save my spirit against evilness
And injustice in power's grip
Tied up by abusive six sprawling
division in command,
footsteps no trace, only an echo
weeping soul in the dusk!
Harsh words
dug deeper into my soul—
sickening insults
to my inner self—
a burden carried
within the shadowed kingdom.
So I just walked away,
to protect what is left in me:
my spirit,
which no man can ban
from entering
the paradise of sovereignty.
Walked away for peace!
If the UK is as PC
as some would have us perceive
(tho' Britons never never never shall be slaves
Boadicea's turning in her grave)
it's incorrect on two counts
would you believe
and the US we should see
as between '52 and '22
it was a Queendom
not a Kingdom
and either way
that's sexist so
to speak more accurately
accordingly it should be
the United Sovereignty
God is the only one to fill us
even to the fullest that can be
for our father in heaven is so great
sovereign rule is in all his capacity
The disciples learned a great lesson
when they had fished and found zero
Jesus said cast your net once again
the haul was great made Jesus their hero
This haul was of a great quantity
one that only God alone could perform
showing His power to the fullest
for this Jesus would calm any storm
God is sovereign over every situation
whether we're empty or even full
for this sovereign Lord's true to His word
being presented as the living jewel
Our Lord Jesus is the saviour
who meets us wherever we are
empty or full He will truly provide
always sovereign as our shining star
(Jesus said to them, “Children, do you have any fish?” They answered him, “No.” He said to them, “Cast the net on the right side of the boat, and you will find some.” So they cast it, and now they were not able to haul it in, because of the quantity of fish.)
John 21: 5,6 (ESV)
He’d gone for a walk
In his local wood
Fell asleep there
Where he stood.
Ten years later
When he next awoke
He’d assumed the form
Of a juvenile oak.
Felt the breeze,
Felt rain’s gentle tap,
Felt the force of
Flowing rising sap,
The thrust of roots,
Anchoring down deep,
Felt aware, felt at ease,
Then fell back to sleep.
Any human sentience
Now near gone
As fifty years had
Progressed on,
Firmly established in
It’s allotted space,
A tree experienced life
At a different pace.
With the semblance of
An almost sigh
Bid the last trace of
His Humanity goodbye.
Standing firm and tall
Dominating the ground
Now the Major Oak of
All woods spread around
-Loneliness Of Thy Lamb-
A batch of Gods fingers pointing at the clouds of sovereignty ...
Ready to be devoured. The sheer beauty of an ignorant flower coming of age.
An entangled labyrinth. Bridled, majestic. Pledge fealty to the jungles paramore.
Symphony of emotions dwelling through a psyche wondering...To what beholds the thought of being alone, if the thought itself...Is an injustice to merit?
Envisioned by dreams, that someday...It'll be different.
Come, self-taught, and look at this!
A game for wicked guides,
A game of hit-or-miss,
A game My truth decides.
The leaders of this nation,
They conspire against Me.
Time for revelation,
About My sovereign pea.
I draw them to My table,
My shell game - in reverse,
Their plans I will disable,
Because they are perverse.
My shells I set before them.
Pick any - sans the pea.
All but 'one' succeeds for them,
Like 'one fish' in the sea.
But alas, the shell reveals,
They picked My sovereign pea.
Now My purpose their choice seals-
They're bound, but I AM free!
Claiming victory early,
The wicked sneer with glee,
'Til I sping My trap swiftly.
Break out My sovereign pea!
They will always choose the shell,
That has the sovereign pea.
Their wisdom cannot dispel,
What I've ordained to be!
Come, self-taught, and become wise!
This game that has no prize,
This game that will scrutinize,
Your will to compromise.
Kingdoms and countries fill the earth,
King and Queen, Prince and Princess wisely
Reign empire with providence sovereignty,
Royal rank, authority, and power with ties key.
Ancient Egyptian Empire also Hittite and Babylonian
Large empires Assyrian, Persian, and Median realms prong,
World of Roman Empire ruled for centuries long,
Carolingian Empire reigning in the old-world throng.
New world Incan and Mayan Empire taken over
Spanish Empire liked the gold and shipped to their king,
British Empire the sun never set grew far and wide
Austria-Hungary large European kingdom covering wing.
American and Canada countries in growth
Switzerland selling Swiss chocolate welcome sweet tooth,
Israel, Ireland, Estonia, Latvia, and Lithuania independent
Australia, Portugal, Italy countries display the voting booth.
If we recognise the chief of our land,
Terrorism begins to sprinkle tension over where we stand,
He mobilizes strong cohort,
And always have different analogy over a dreadful plot,
Sometimes it's more than gross,
No more can we bear the stream of his mischievous laws,
But how can we undermine his primary sensuality?
Routinely,we complain about his pessimism,
But Stupidly,he replies with negativity,
Saying,"all things falls under fatalism",
The rate of his heartbeat will increase very soon,
After we're done with an amended rule,
He will regret being a chosen fool,
When I tell him to hand over the mantle as cool,
Proudly all of us will make his impersonation expire,
And you'll reign forever as we aspire,
In you,our security is high.
And nothing will make it die.
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