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An Invisible Dictatorship Subtle Tyranny and Mask To attentive Observers is now Slipping and Fast

Overture toward false Maritime Law,
Commercial illegality Certificate of Births,
What on Earth then are we really here for?
Is but one query in a desperate realm, a sea of illusion and neurotic mirth..
Trapped in voyage to an occult fellow-ship,
Babylonian Pharisee Dogma and a sinister bloated girth,
Man did not consent to this grotesque hidden dictator-ship,

Whether or not you had seen this deception,
Asinine Police State now demands your due attention, 
but also of course an ardent definitive rejection,
So tell us, to which do you now offer your honour and protection?
Don't answer too soon, to witness feigned dumb indignation..

Everything is based upon incredulous Lies,
To appreciate this just reject and remove all the've disguised,
Fantastical history of torrid awful duplicity,
This subversive tyranny, averted eyes to all that's despised,
Digital Currencies now in the offing, with China the Blueprint;
For an obvious example: this strategic Genocide..,  
What is yet to come from their planning - until its demise?, 
Are we though to witness much worse besides? 

Enormous potential for Humanity's bravery,
So necessarily brought out of this abject slavery,
Exiled, you would then have to support your existence,
This protracted enslavement demands forceful Resistance,

Hope was not good enough as actions speak louder,
Be a comrade to me & together we'll fight harder,
We are spiritual in nature trapped in a physical realm,
Remembering this we could never despair, Gnosis and honour in our breasts to bare, 
For we ought to be steady and staunch, and therefore ready, to be stood at the helm,

The rest were incapable of the mental gymnastics,
Oh yes, the deserters are sadly so very complicitous,
Accepted fiscal reward and a false sense of Entitlement,
Devoid and baron of reason and duplicitous, 
Violating humanity it couldn't be worse; not least even for 
their own precarious predicament,

Forfeiting infinity is not something you'd want, hanging over your head in a fit of stupidity,
I challenge you now as I write 
it in verse,
You cannot disparage the honourable word;
For action/inaction doth speak loudest here on Earth, and so know it or not - it is God that sees all,

Remember our heritage a keen eye on the past..


An Invisible Dictatorship Subtle Tyranny & Mask - To attentive Observers is now Slipping & Fast

Kurt Hubbard-Beale
7th Feb 2023
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Essential Peace and Quiet in the World, Begins Firstly with Peace of Mind

The monkey mind within, is unremarkably in fact many things, 
Often constructive, fractured, although tormented, it silently harasses all of Earth's Human Beings, 

Basic awareness comes from making this distinction, to enable what will one day come from all of this,..
We must stop the stupeifying
focus on all insatiable addiction.., 
Emancipation from the physical realm, back to the self; can revitalise spiritual bliss, 
Consider what we're saying here or continue on in mass ignorant affliction, 

The boundaries of perception are not just limited to the physical senses, 
The subconscious mind can be a barrier to keen awareness, it brutally tarnishes with the constant fogging of our lenses, 
And, to this point I would have to grant you - that; 
Obligatory freedom from all its walls and fences, 
Is now in sight through Man's own spiritual combat, 

And did you ever recollect a dream whereby you, 
Were finally emancipated from all that ails you..? 
Recall remember as we must; 
A spark of Divinity spiritual or bust, And never ever surrender, thus,.. 
We are born to inherit the Earth - Our birthright is God's gift to us all, 
The majority were never just the few, 
So many gone, so many that were yet to fall, 

Incidentally, of that particular time, it obviously nears us now, 
It approaches yet, on the not too distant horizon, awaiting its own brilliant dawn, 

Be certain to inform, to re-educate yourself and also another soul, 
Like it or not, we are all expected to fulfil God's grace from within, the duty and our role, 
So tell me dear friend, and be sure to tell the others too.., 

Share this basic Gnosis of Humanity, embracing each in full blooded purpose, toward serene persistent sanity, for many not just the few, 

- for,

Emancipation it seems, only comes when we reject all vanity; that which leads to shame and downfall, 
Train the mind, meditate, focus with us, stem the tide of hate that so betrays us all, 

To complete what we must now all be so committed to,

Share the concept and the truth of innate Mass Consciousness, you will find it easily, on the surface, or otherwise deep inside of you. 



Kurt Hubbard-Beale 
25th January 2024 
During the time of psychological, medical tyranny orchestrated by enslavers of Humanity, their chronic evil addiction to profit from constant wars. 

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Think of it, just sense the warm fragrant breeze,
Nothing else brings the spirit
more intense salvation,
of a simple and priceless sensation of Freedom for all human experiences,
And for all that has ever been,

Our sense that we can all go anywhere, do anything and
at anytime, is slipping..
To kill such a moment, then, each time we die a little,
Take note, take stock, pay attention to; the skies the earth and the seas,
We walk a thin line, the space between, being only human but yet free, though, still so ill at ease,

therefore..

Remember the Luxury of Freedom please

A beauty's whisper, effervescent in your ear, inextricably tied to
scent and tranquil comfort
always present and so near
For flowers, the trees,
And a house by the stream
Did we really think it to be
such an everlasting dream?
If it is to be so, then consider
these words

Though perhaps at first
- hard to accept,
I am, they say incidentally,
To explain - not so easily heard..

So..

Remember the Luxury of Freedom please

Curtailing speech and even
our Thoughts..
who then really considered
what our teachers had taught?
Perhaps too little time
for someone to blame
Dystopian planning
Centuries in the making
this complicit Medical Tyranny
subversive Plandemic faking
a stepping stone to quiet,
yet informal
enforcement of their 'Year Zero'..
or God forbid any - 'New Normal'
And it all amounts to exactly
the same..

Throughout History different faces, facets and means,
yet it still remains.. Totalitarianism - not quite incognito
The criminal Cabaal,
a not-so hidden enslavement,
For as above, then
so below

For everything we always
held so dear

But for the sake of our loved ones, for all sentient beings

then..

Remember the Luxury of Freedom please

Kurt Hubbard-Beale
June 4 th 2021
During covid 19 lockdown

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The Way Out is the Way Through

After all it is an observable sign of Weakness,
To want to control another man,
As it was all only ever a part
of, their existential plan,
We might then have had a different course..
So, but for now, as it is and as it stands,
We therefore need to face the facts,
And commit to a complete separation and Divorce,
At least if at all possible but with clean hands,
Of this contrived, diabolical and decrepit awful illusion,
To not be lower than, nor accept, their lying and ignoble brand..
With every single available breath,
Under no false impression nor delusion,
Of complete yet subtle ownership of Human life and death

To begin with came the stellar efforts of just a brave few..one could not deny,
Now an ever increasing truth, That outweighs the falsehood and the heinous Lie,
To rise and never relinquish your own sovereignty again - so then to fulfil..,
The Soul instinctively knows this for how and for what - to return,
That is our maker, God (Good) and our source, which is what we must relearn,
We must all “rotate” as it is - to this..
After all that is said and done
- it is his will,

Simply put.. never let up against the powers of darkness until;
As we emerge in victory for we never a moment expired our efforts spiritually and yet still..,

Just as it must be of our own decision and intuition,
- for us all, for me,
and for you,..

to know only this:

The Way Out is the Way Through..

Kurt Hubbard-Beale
Kurttravellerhb@gmail.com
During covid 19 Global lockdown and Plandemic
23rd September 2022

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Truth is Peace or it would be

Truth is Peace - or it would be.. 

Someone once told me
that truth was only
'in the eye of the beholder'

Truth is - as truth is agreed upon
society calls this then  
its truths - of course,

It depends perhaps 
can we not see our own flaws,
or more importantly our misdeeds?

Look around you - and you will find that
the truth is something 
much more than any inane obscure 
and unreliable message, 
corrupted,
by half remembered dictated 
and disfigured lies..

No, an enlightened concept, 
yet tangible in a sense 
to those aware and 
awake enough 
to see untruths, 

so very easily distinguishable 
and anyway - all around us. 

Truth is peace surely ?

First though - some observation,
seeing things - as they really are 

What must be present behind
the fog in the minds, 
of the disabled, frightened
hampered masses to wit;

one can see truth
when one can fully see the lies
that have been 
perpetrated ad infinitum
to manipulate humanity
the forsaken masses
that are coincidentally blind 

for eternity or 
revealed plausibility,
only the individual
can view what he sees 
with his own heart,
his insight, his provoking senses

his mind's eye must penetrate through
the lie of the life 
he has 
been living. 

Truth is peace, 
it must exist as opposed 
to the wretched lies. 

It could be said then,
to be only and exactly 
the opposite
to what we see around us,
that could and ought to be 

known as the sort of truth 
we can all 
aspire to, appeal for, 
If they will not listen - we may have to - you and I, 
insist upon it now. 
The stakes are just too high. 

The essence of 
and the epitome of 
the other side to what we have,

to what we know and are forced
to accept now, 
as any sort of truth. 

Don't you know a lie when you hear it
when you see it? 
you ought to. 
For all conflict is based upon it
that all generations have known. 

Our senses have been
so well and subversively 
hindered smothered

and consistently decapitated 
for reasons only 
now apparent. 

Truth is peace. 
Wars of course, are based on lies

Look, really look - that we could see 
truths previously hidden behind 
such inanimate objectivity

Remember that, 
the opposite of truth 
must be vigorously maintained 
for evil to work at all. 

Lies are crass and mortal significances, 
portrayed as all there is to know.. perhaps. 

Know the lies, see the truth
As it is 
And it is and can only really be 
- peace. 

Truth could reign over all 
that would use their eyes
to look but rather see.

Indefinitely this is truth 


Wouldn't you agree ?


Kurt Hubbard-Beale 
7th Sept 2019

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Balance in Everything

Balance in Everything 

Middle Path towards serenity 
Avoid Left Right paradigm 
And live with plenty 

Through despotic laws
so humanity obeys
We do not follow these occult displays 

Balance in Everything 
so teaches people
I would say,  
ethics, morals, insight, 
The middle way is indifference to what is night and day, 
Virtue versus sin, Fear and safety versus oblivion, 
Never conceding to evil at least without a fight, 
This yet sought after - still today

But found and taught long ago it would seem, 
by the son of ancient King 
Gnosis of this variety 
Is no obvious, tangible thing 
It is innate as it should be
As it is and has always been, 

Balance in Everything 
goes back to self and some intellectual bravery, 
spiritual knowledge requires 
no instruction.. 
Therefore no permission to reject all slavery, 

And so just at first
the journey of a few, 
And many questions asked
getting back to self
the answer, 
the adventure now - after all, 
has been so clearly masked,
It requires awareness only - a natural perception enhancer, 
So smothered, denied and hidden, 
And so prohibited for anyone to view, 

The intangible notion
Of.. 
- Balance in Everything
Right Thought, Right Speech 
Right Action, 
would seem so apparent 
yet intrinsically new 

To re-learn what we know.. 
Of what in essence 
- we are

..Spiritual in nature. 


That is just cause and reason  enough by far

to perceive that it is..
 

Absolutely just as True. 




Kurt Hubbard-Beale  
During covid 19 lockdown 
9th March 2021

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So Many Seduced by Rhythmic Pendulum of Trauma and Absurd Normalcy

Intelligent musical talent begins with this, to relearn the timing within our soul,
But other tactical psychological methods are busy swaying to and fro,
To an obvious yet nefarious covert Rhythmic tyranny of Mind Control,
Damaging trauma appears, disappears and reappears so often - irregardless whether anyone of us - really and actually know,
Although - know; you ought to, and know you must, if we're to avoid their evil demonic end goal, by economic slavery boom and bust, 

Why have the masses flocked to what is essentially an obvious Lie..
The hitherto well understood well known treachery of bribery and trickery..to the ill-informed common eye?

Real answers lie within the Agendas of those, 
With high unseen well hidden authority of tyranny.. now beginning to be exposed,

The blame so far as we can see for this all pervasive idiocy, 
Fits squarely into Ancient Babylonian Occult vile Crypto Supremacy,

An unmentionable taboo for Society, though cleverly socially arranged, 
Covertly hostile toward Humanity and our creative force..
By a certain inferiority complexed minority so deranged..
Ah yes - but of course!
A true Dictatorship and Tyranny
can and always will insist..
Upon those that have become uber-Liberal all accepting pacifists.. 

Those yet behind an otherwise obvious - facade of devious fallacy, don't want you to learn the reasons for the lie, 
The mondane so often belies what is hidden within our words; within a sound, 
The truth disguised as anything unprofound, 

Explanation enough as to the premise of why..

The countless masses are now clearly and sadly being systematically psychologically, reduced to a pitiful state of abhorrent dependency,
We would certainly have to mention and be sure to say, 
Please wake up a friend a colleague or a family member now, or at least today,

It is therefore clear that; 
an in-depth searching root cause analysis, apparently can be, 
Brought about and shared through some insightful poetry..

The written and the spoken word,
Do justice to those that cannot nor would never ever be heard, 
So we might then listen in careful piety,

Or do not then be surprised to now find, that there are..

So Many Seduced by Rhythmic Pendulum of Trauma & Absurd Normalcy..


Kurt Hubbard-Beale
28th February 2023

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Ode to Earth

Traversing forests, deserts, and over plains, baked naked out in the sun,

forlorn, a child sobbing in the rain, or teardrops from heaven falling.., 

Imagine just a moment, futility of time, 
scrutinise what balance left for self, for humanity 
In an age, a place where passion died, 

then we ought not to fail but, 
inexplicably blind - we do

Like teardrops falling from heaven, where we played, where we cried, 

It is not unending this fate, It is not completely of our own undertaking, this given mortality..,

The strangest lie ever conceived - for ourselves by ourselves this odd endeavour, 

Look for truth, push for truth, personal integrity cannot perish - ever, 

And break the barriers of our lies, 

Love seemed to always be the answer, study, practice the middle path,
so engage, indulge in life as best you can, avoid the karma of consequent wrath, 

You have to give it, to receive it anyway, which is sufficient and sublime, 

Fill your heart, don't destroy another's which is a sin, 
Follow self, one's own instinct which is sufficient doctrine, 

It's better by design



Kurt Hubbard-Beale 
December 2003

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Dissolve the Ego

Dissolve the Ego

Like ready for life moulded souls, 
Trapped in flesh with mortal 
brand, 
Labelled with name, a social number, 
Yet with sanctioned control 
by hidden hand 

Not necessarily so, it isn't you, 
We journey through life 
to experience death, 
But what one really
- ought now to do, 
Is to kill and dissolve the insipid ego..
All this from the reactive mind smothering man's 
drive to perceive more and know, 

Yes, that takes presidence now, 
in this material realm, 
From such perception an obvious limitation, 
It is so necessary once lost, 
but then found 
Attention on and to one's self 
so then the shedding of 
our body's name

There is not really one identity, 
all is one part of a greater whole, 
And one would instinctively know, 
If we'd only refused to have
- taken on this role 

What on earth is in a name? 
It most certainly isn't YOU
- that's for sure, 
There's no one else to copy
And so therefore, 
no one else to blame 

The confusion being
I am not this.. this is not me..! 
A tonal sound for any given label 
So then do not be bound 
by notion of a price tag
or in fact at all 
- by any branded fable 

Of course there is much more to know, 
Recall one's own ability 
For we are all one piece of, 
A blueprint of spirituality 
Of origin and of Source 
Get rid of name forever, 
Like a stream absorbing minerals, 
to recover, then to see 

Resolve, commit to this they said,
Ironically move back to self
And disgard all infatuation 
for names are labels 
- all but sound, 
Of a tone, an endearing frequency.. that we once had 

To move higher, back to God our source, 
We intentionally only really need to pay attention as we grow, 
be certain of and for, within the good and its pure force, 
Remember this - emancipation comes.. 

Once we - Dissolve the Ego. 


Kurt Hubbard-Beale 
December 28th 2020
During covid 19 lockdowns

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Best Poems Written by Kurt Hubbard-Beale

An Invisible Dictatorship Subtle Tyranny and Mask To attentive Observers is now Slipping and Fast

Essential Peace and Quiet in the World, Begins Firstly with Peace of Mind

The Bitterest Pill

The Luxury of Freedom

The Way Out is the Way Through

Truth is Peace or it would be

Balance in Everything

So Many Seduced by Rhythmic Pendulum of Trauma and Absurd Normalcy

Ode to Earth

Dissolve the Ego