#Corbyn vs the Media and the Snakes #ge17 – A brief history of the Media Lying About Corbyn and the Infilltration of real Labour with ‘New’ Labour aka Tory-lite.

Okay… I wrote the following. I have a good grasp of political history but I don’t own a TV or read newspapers so please feel free to correct me if I’m wrong. I reserve the right to delete the whole thing if it generates negativity.

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As far as I can tell the media has been calling Corbyn a weak leader for years even though he’s a strong leader with alot of support, so that has become the public perception.

AND it’s extra confusing because he has the core values of ‘original’ Labour, socialism which is essentially sharing, but he does have conflict within his party from the people who came in with and since Tony Blair in the 90s. But Tony Blair basically had Tory values, and snuck them into ‘New’ Labour so the conflict is unfair.

And on top of that none of the parties have a consensus on Brexit. The Tories are the only party apart from UKIP that want 100 percent to get out so all the other parties are confused about what they’d do if they won. Because none of the other main parties are 100 percent in or out and if we did decide to stay in Europe we’ve been so rude and obnoxious they’d probably tell us to fuck off. Essentially Theresa May seems to have

called an election because the press has done a good job of making all the other parties look weak and have literally lied about Corbyn‘s lack of support.

 

He doesn’t have support in his own party because it got infiltrated by snakes and Thatcherites under Blair and New (fake) Labour. BUT he has loads of grassroots support from the actual public who turn up to his speeches and rallies and the thousands that joined Labour just to vote for him. So the lack of support is accurate in a way but he lacks support from people who supported the war criminal Tony Blair. BUT the weak leadership claim is a lie, it’s bullshit cos a weak leader would have run away from the snakes, the lying media, and the attacks on everything from his cheap suit (🤔) to his front garden (🤔) years ago.

 

On another level though I’m fully confused about this. On at least 3 levels.

1 – if they count the votes does it matter because most people are manipulated by The Sun to vote Murdoch’s way. Is your vote gonna make a difference among the millions of manipulated sheep?
2 – how much are the strings pulled behind the scenes early? Labour didn’t win for years until it was New Labour and Tony Blair was leader – and he pushed Thatcher’s Tory agenda.
3 – the illusion, on the most extreme side of the conspiracy theories – do they even count the votes at all or is it all a scam?
4 – on the personal integrity level – does voting make me complicit in a system I fundamentally disagree with to be governed by laws that are amoral and unfair? Or is not voting asking for it. Either way it feels like I’m saying “go ahead walk all over me”. Basically I think the whole system has to change on such a fundamental level that the only practical way to do what I think needs to be done is start a new political party, AND a new religion, and stand for office based on principles of love and unity and say the sort of things that will either get me killed or sectioned. Just voting might not be enough for me.

BUT Tory austerity is killing people.
If all of us vote and nothing changes, then we know for sure. Then we can consider a revolutionary change of tactics.

 

Basically beyond voting I think the best thing you can do for the planet is move somewhere your taxes do not support austerity and war and live a life more sustainably as an example of a positive alternative, I dunno, maybe grow some olive trees and agave trees and collect spring water.

 

Okay, I haven’t ranted like this for months. Partly because I have a job now but i’m on half term. Partly because an election was declared and that always takes me out of enjoying the now and into indulging in the story.
I will continue to educate from my perspective but you vote for who you want, I don’t want to know what you’re doing. And it’s far too sunny to argue on Facebook.
At the end of the day it’s still be the change. If I stay in this country I’ll either have to start a new political party or a new religion so I can stop paying taxes into a system that robs from the poor to give to the rich (austerity and NHS destruction) and spends those taxes on bombing brown children for oil and gas (we shouldn’t still be using) while refusing to allow refugees from the countries we’ve destabilised for oil and gas.
But I’m not currently earning enough to leave realistically. So I’ll stop telling people what to do while I work out how to be the change I want to see.
Rather than bitching and spreading my frustration it may be more beneficial to simply express the truth as I see it and remind you – it’s sunny outside xxx

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http://www.thelondoneconomic.com/tle-pick/think-jeremy-corbyn-is-a-loser-oh-dear-youve-been-brainwashed/18/08/

 

 

Humans – accidental hypocrites with cognitive dissonance? Not if we accept unity

The sooner we can accept that we can want two contradictory things at the same time the saner and happier we’ll be. People with no morals have less cognitive dysfunction in this area because, I assume, they rarely worry about wanting things that they shouldn’t. But nice people, we’re often in denial.
Like real musicians and healers in denial of wanting money, hippies who like martial arts in denial that some part of them likes violence etc. etc. These are all things I identify with to some agree, I’m not pointing fingers.

Yes, I did put myself in the “nice person” category, I respect humility so part of me is in denial of my high opinion of myself, and everyone respects confidence so paradoxically part of me is in denial of aspects of low self esteem. Rather than having one or the other both states, humility, arrogance, low esteem and confidence all compete for supremacy depending on the moment. And yes I am aware that on some level we’re all nice people. But on another level some of you are selfish and mean cos that’s what experience has taught you to be. I don’t think many people in my friendlist are like that.

 

To a certain extent we are all accidental hypocrites, our subconscious mind has needs and desires that our conscious mind would rather not admit to itself let alone other people.

 

 

LYRICS! #Duckworth by Kendrick and #Tabernacle by Royce (props to #rapgenius) – The force works in mysterious ways…

“Mumble-rap” may be a term invented by aging rap journalists. But auto-tuned mumbling about opiates and “turning up” doesn’t do this to heads or hearts…
Duckworth by Kendrick…
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[Intro]
It was always me versus the world
Until I found it’s me versus me
Why, why, why, why?
Why, why, why, why?
Just remember what happens on earth stays on earth!
We gon’ put it in reverse
[Snippet]
Darling I told you many times
And I am telling you once again
Just to remind you sweetheart that my—
[Verse]
Oh Lamar, Hail Mary and marijuana, times is hard
Pray with the hooligans, shadows all in the dark
Fellowship with demons and relatives, I’m a star
Life is one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin’, infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my thoughts
Children listen, it gets deep
See once upon a time inside the Nickerson Garden projects
The object was to process and digest poverty’s dialect
Adaptation inevitable, gun violence, crack spot
Federal policies raid buildings and drug professionals
Anthony was the oldest of seven
Well respected, calm and collected
Laughin’ and joking made life easier
Hard times, momma on crack
A four-year-old telling his nanny he needed her
His family history pimpin’ and bangin’
He was meant to be dangerous
Clocked him a grip and start slangin’
Fifteen scrapin’ up his jeans with quarter pieces
Even got some head from a smoker last weekend
Dodged a policeman workin’ for his big homie
Small time hustler, graduated to a brick on him
Ten thousand dollars out of a project housing
That’s on the daily, seen his first mil twenty years old
Had a couple of babies, had a couple of shooters
Caught a murder case, fingerprints on the gun
They assumin’, but witnesses couldn’t prove it
That was back when he turned his back
And they killed his cousin
He beat the case and went back to hustlin’
Bird shufflin’, Anthony rang
The first in the projects with the two-tone Mustang
That 5.0 thing, they say 5-0 came
Circlin’ parkin’ lots and parking spots
And hoppin’ out while harrasing the corner blocks
Crooked cops told Anthony he should kick it
He brushed them off and walked back
To the Kentucky Fried Chicken
See at this chicken spot
There was a light-skinned nigga that talked a lot
With a curly top and a gap in his teeth
He worked the window, his name was Ducky
He came from the streets the Robert Taylor Homes
Southside Projects, Chiraq, the Terror Dome
Drove to California with a woman on him and 500 dollars
They had a son hoping that he’d see college
Hustlin’ on the side with a nine to five to freak it
Cadillac Seville, he’d ride his son around on weekends
Three-piece special with his name on the shirt pocket
‘Cross the street from the projects
Anthony planned to rob it
Stuck up the place before back in ’84
That’s when affiliation was really eight gears of war
So many relatives telling us, selling us devilish works
Killing us crime, intelligent, felonious
Prevalent proposition with nines
Ducky was well aware, they robbed the manager
And shot a customer last year
He figured he’d get on these niggas good sides
Free chicken every time Anthony posted in line
Two extra biscuits, Anthony liked him and then let him slide
They didn’t kill him, in fact it look like
They’re the last to survive
Pay attention, that one decision changed both of they lives
One curse at a time, reverse the manifest
And good karma and I’ll tell you why
You take two strangers
And put ’em in random predicaments
Give ’em a soul so they can
Make their own choices and live with it
Twenty years later them same strangers
You make ’em meet again
Inside recording studios where they reaping their benefits
Then you start reminding ’bout that chicken incident
Whoever thought the greatest rapper
Would be from coincidence
Because if Anthony killed Ducky
Top Dawg could be servin’ life
While I grew up without a father and die in a gunfight
(Gunshot)
 https://genius.com/Kendrick-lamar-duckworth-lyrics

 

Listen to Duckworth by Kendrick, then listen to Tabernacle by Royce Da 5’9 about how he met Eminem the day his relative died and his son was born and tell me that spirit doesn’t work through “coincidence”. Synchronicity, serendipity, whether you want to call it God or not the universe just seems to want some things to happen.

 

[Intro]
Yeah
I wanna share some shit with y’all
All truth, all truth

[Verse 1]
Like I’m standing inside a Tabernacle
I promised not to lie in not one of these verses

I started out as a battle rapper
All I knew was Maxells, ADATs, DATs and gats
My name is Ryan Daniel Montgomery
Recovering alcoholic, I grew up on 9 Mile

I’m not a gangster, drug dealer or thug nigga
Just an MC who made a name with his rhyme style

Sometime around ’95 I found my calling
And that all coincides with the time that I found my darling

Now later on in the story I tell you her significance
But now let’s talk about me, specifically
Three brothers and one sister see
My daddy taught me consistency with his fucking patterns
Hallelujah I’m the son of a addict

My addiction was music
All I would do is go to the studio and The Shelter
And listen to Redman and Heltah Skeltah

[Interlude 1]
Aye y’all remember that one joint from the Heltah Skeltah album called… Sean Price be like, “I’m not sure any…” yeah that was my shit. I used to bump that shit all day. By this time I knew I wanted to be an artist, I didn’t want to be anything else. You know, but my mom had plans for me, she wanted me to go to school, so you know

[Verse 2]
To make mom’s happy
I took some general courses in college
Took the bus until I got hella bored with that
Because the bus stop I had to walk to

Was right across from the first studio I ever recorded at
Now I would have to assume that
It was either meant for me to be rapping
Or meant for me to be laughing at God’s
Geographical humor

As soon as I stepped foot in the open-mic it was like a reunion
I was a shoe-in
I met Kino there too
And he asked me to manage me

And that was back in like, let me see
’97, my girl was pregnant
Hurdles was prevalent
And it was therapeutic just for me to breathe into my mic

Started learning why the lord put certain people in my life
And the way he started blessing me, uh
I guess before my inner-demons got the best of me
Like sneezing was my vice

Needless to say that December 29th was the day I became a believer in fate

[Interlude 2]
Okay now it’s December 28th, my day has gone great. Kino booked me a show under contract to do that night. I got a call from my girl’s people saying she’s in labor in the hospital right now, 9th floor. I get on the elevator. Elevator stops on the 5th floor, elevator opens up, my uncle’s standing there crying. Now I’m caught off guard, I’m like, what the fuck?

[Verse 3]
My uncle standing there like “Ryan, they that way”
I walk out, I see my momma and that entire side of my family
Looking like there’s some kind of drama happenin’
I said “what happened”
They like “Granny’s been in a bad accident, and it ain’t looking good”
I’m like “man, what?”
I’m having a baby four floors up

Before I froze up
I’m trying to figure out why the Lord chose us
Or maybe chose me
To ride in this emotionally roller coaster
My momma said “the baby here yet?”
I said “maybe”
She said “maybe? Baby, go see”
I walk away feeling like a good father, the same time as a terrible son
Get to my girl she 5 centimetres dilated so I waited
She got to get to ’bout nine ’til it’s that time

And meanwhile I’m more popular in this hospital than the doctors
Nurses watching, whispering like “that’s the one right there
Who got a lady in labor 9 and another lady dying on 5”

[Interlude 3]
By this time I don’t even fuckin’ remember that I got a show. Somebody had to remind me. The doors was already open at the venue. I got emotions runnin’ every which way. All the nurses and stuff is like, “We’ll keep you posted about the baby, we’ll keep you posted about your granny.” I didn’t like seeing my mama like that, so I had to get out of there

[Verse 4]
Yeah, I hit the stage at 11:50, killed it
I got off at about midnight

With about six types of different emotions floatin’ around inside me
Hopeless, tryna find me
Hopin’ in time God’ll guide me
In the future, just as I was about to leave out
I saw Kino talkin’ to Marshall and then he introduced us
We talked about collaboratin’ and how chasin’ this rap thing is aggravatin’
But I’ll get back, I got the family waitin’
I get to skatin’

As soon as I get to the hospital they tell me that my granny didn’t make it
She just died, I’m feelin’ helpless, it hurt me
On the flip side, my little boy is healthy in the nursery
I picked him up, looked in his eyes for the first time and just cried

Ain’t no denyin’ this is the power of God
I said, “I love you, Granny” and looked to the sky
Like even though he just got here, goodbye

[Outro]
This is how the story goes
Powerful day
Powerful day
Most significant day in my life. I mean aside from meetin’ my man Marshall, my son bein’ born and my granny dying on the same day. My grandma didn’t live anywhere near that hospital. I learned a lot this day. I learned that the universe has this way of balancing itself out. For me to lose such a beautiful soul in my granny, and gain such a beautiful soul with my first born son, little Royce, it showed me that God is real. God is real. And you know what they say: God giveth, God taketh away

https://genius.com/Royce-da-59-tabernacle-lyrics

 

PsyOps? #PizzaGate #FlatEarth #TheMandelaEffect and #FakeNews

So… 2017 conspiracy facts, conspiracy theories, and (possible) psy-op…
I don’t believe these are 100% true, but I believe they contain SOME truth obscured by lies and “fake news” (disinformation.) But “Fake news” like “conspiracy theory” is a useful word to discredit anything that doesn’t agree with your agenda…

Flat Earth
Pizzagate
The Mandela Effect

Flat Earth – synopsis: people believe the world is flat (and science and politics are lying about it). Yes, really.
The standard conformist answer: that’s bullsh!t.

My opinion, it’s probably not flat (because astrophysics), it’s multidimensional because everything is (and possibly, at least on a 3 dimensional level, more hollow than we have been led to believe), but the truth is obscured by fake facebook and youtube accounts promoting ridiculous theories to discredit the Truth Movement.
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Pizzagate – synopsis: people believe politicians did terrible abuse to innocent people in a particular pizza place that colludes in the events.
The standard conformist answer: that’s bullsh!t (plus someone shot up a pizza place because they believed that bs which also helped popularise the term “fake news”.) Handy, now any news media talking about Pizzagate gets called ‘fake news’ and any truth poster posting about is “as stupid as that gunman who shot up a pizza place”. Convenient if it’s true.

My opinion, probably more truth to this than we want to know, the evidence is pretty disturbing BUT the guy who shot up the (probably unconnected) pizza place was either sent by or framed by the agencies that want to discredit the Truth Movement. The truth is largely obscured by fake facebook and youtube accounts promoting ridiculous theories to discredit the conspiracy Truth Movement.
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The Mandela Effect – thousands of people believe they remember Mandela dying years before he actually died. Now they believe those people were living in an alternate timeline. Other false memories have since been put forward as ‘evidence.’
Standard conformist answer: That’s bs – people just have bad memories.

My opinion. Can’t prove it is, can’t prove it isn’t and can’t find evidence or proof of either. People remember things that never happened all the time, how do we know whether they made a mistake or made it up? Of course it seems far more likely that people have forgotten the truth or made a mistake, BUT that’s not proof, and string theory says alternate dimensions are not only possible but likely. So my opinion is, meh, can’t prove it.
Again, the psy-op aspect is whether or not that is true, other more ridiculous examples of people remembering facts differently are being used to support the Mandela Effect theory. Whether or not the Mandela Effect is true the fake ones are probably deliberate fake news used to discredit the Truth Movement.

The truth is more than likely largely obscured by fake facebook and youtube accounts promoting ridiculous theories to discredit the conspiracy Truth Movement.
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Most of the people posting about these things are internet trolls having a laugh and most of the rest are actual agents with fake accounts. Meanwhile the real people, like myself and some friends, trying to get to the bottom of these stories end up in pointless arguments with internet trolls, government shills and to be quite frank gullible sheep who are all or nothing and are not brave enough to accept the facts that we don’t know the whole truth, we don’t know if it’s part true and part false, and we don’t know if the people feeding us information have our best interests (or even real information.)

So I just fill my head with enough info until I ca express the nuances of how easy it is to manipulate the truth movement, especially as half the groups we write in are probably started by agents and the rest, well they’re on facebook so we’re playing in the devil’s backgarden.

You can come to all these conclusions with a little common sense and a little time on youtube. Feel free to tell me why I’m wrong, but I hope I find some people who can see it’s not necessarily all or nothing.


The Earth was flat if you went too far you would fall off
Now the Earth is round

If the shape change again everybody woulda start laugh
The average man can’t prove of most of the things
That he chooses to speak of

And still won’t research and find out
The root of the truth that you seek of
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Damian Marley, Patience.

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Racism #blackhistorymonth #MoorishHistoryEternal part 1

Racism. Racists, I couldn’t make sense of em.

One day maybe there’ll be no race but the human race and, erm,

Is racism ultimately a fear of integration

of race? Which is ultimately a fear of inevitable change n

A fear of change is ultimately a fear of death,

Which is illogical but natural. Let’s take a deep breath.

Does it scare you to think that one day maybe we’ll all be mixed?

If we pro-create and co-create will this all be fixed?

Divide and conquer has been in place longer than you may think’s the case

… we’re all one already – the human race.

I’m not black, I’m brown, he’s not white, he’s beige.

Am I a Moorish Moor? I AM free, not encaged.

What if we’re all mixed race, What if we’re all mixed race?

Brown,  mixed, beige, maybe we’re all from space?

How can you be racist AND Christian? If we’ve all got Adam and Eve within

just face it, we’ve all got to be related.

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Racism is just an insecurity

Based on illusions of racial purity.

Vikings and Mongols raped with impunity,

gene pools large enough… to have a little Genghis Khan in us.

Divide and conquer works on insecurity

Banished by peace, love and unity.

If you’re scared of change you’ll lose you see.

Inner peace, one love and unity.

What if we’re all mixed race, What if we’re all mixed race?

Brown,  mixed, beige, maybe we’re all from space?

How can you be racist AND Christian? If we’ve all got Adam and Eve within

just face it, we’ve all got to be related.

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Racism is just an insecurity

Based on illusions of racial purity.

Vikings and Mongols raped with impunity,

gene pools large enough… to have a little Genghis Khan in us.

Divide and conquer works on insecurity

Banished by peace, love and unity.

If you’re scared of change you’ll lose you see.

Inner peace, one love and unity.

LYRICS! KP Kev the Poet, the Wishing Well sessions, Winter 2016

GETTIN DOWN

(produced by Chemical Problem

Just gettin down…

Just gettin down…

Just gettin down…

 to get up!….

Sometimes you got to get down

…to get up!

Sometimes you got to get down

…to get up!

I might sit down…

I might get down…

but that won’t mean I’ve given up!

I might have me some me time…

But in the mean time…

I’m visualisin’ gettin up!

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VERSE 1

Just gettin down to get up, lit it up, Hit the switch

lluminated the environment with lighting, now you’re enlightened.

Got inspiration from Bristol to Tasmania, Small World to Ozora (temporary Zions)

Shamballah to Boom Town, From London to Brighton,

From the Magpie to the Upper Florentine to Chi Wholefoods with Rainbo Lion

and from Matter to the Hive dons switched my mics on.

From supporting Chester P in Passing Clouds to Congo Natty in Lakota,

Zion Train in Trinity, I’m not sure which was doper.

Or performing in Stonehenge as a Bard among the Druids,

I kept it real, and kept it Hip-Hop with a reggae flow that’s fluid.

But when depression set in I didn’t feel like reppin

I kept indoors to release… the pain and the stressin

It’s all exalted, the curse was a blessin

time to write and time to heal, and I’ll come back with brand new weapons

the pen is mightier than the sword, and still ain’t no half steppin,

I’m full steppin to steppers dub with all my synchro bredrin!

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CHORUS

Just gettin down…

Just gettin down…

Just gettin down…

 to get up!….

Sometimes you got to get down

…to get up!

Sometimes you got to get down

…to get up!

I might sit down…

I might get down…

but that won’t mean I’ve given up!

I might have me some me time…

But in the mean time…

I’m visualisin’ gettin up!

Just gettin down

Just gettin down

Just gettin down

 to get up!…. x2

Just because you aren’t making progress as fast as you think you should does not mean you’re not making progress. Keep going! Relax, but keep going. And shine.


 

Planet Earth

CHORUS

Planet Earth, …concrete on damaged turf

Where mans have burst… dams n worse for a fatter purse

Mother Earth… concrete on honoured turf…

I kiss the rose quartz on her alter… for her worth. x2

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Standing Rock… hard… like an obelisk

I fell in the cauldron as a baby like Taliesin and Obelix

I boil pots of healing herbs, algae and plants  like Getafix

If you need chlorella, neem, or CBD see me to get a fix.

Prescipicise of global warming on the edge of mass flooding

Guess ya wish politicians and energy companies were less money grubbing

Earth goes through her cycles, Earth will be fine,

but is this humanity’s time to go… or time to shine?

Let’s change it all, we don’t need these chains at all, do they use their brains at all?

It’s unsustainable… if it’s not sustainable…

Sharing is caring, whatever’s available giving,

solar panels, car batteries, crops… Sustainable living.

Maybe we need to reassess priorities and pollution’s the penalty,

living in babylon… and music’s the remedy,

Babylons just a state of mind… and music’s the therapy…. maybe it’s high time for renewable energy.

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CHORUS

Planet Earth, …concrete on damaged turf

Where mans have burst… dams n worse for a fatter purse

Mother Earth… concrete on honoured turf…

I kiss the rose quartz on her alter… for her worth. x 2

OUTRO

Let’s change it all, we don’t need these chains at all, do they use their brains at all?

It’s unsustainable if it’s not sustainable.

Sharing is caring, whatever’s available giving, solar panels, car batteries, crops, Sustainable living.

Maybe we need to reassess priorities and pollution’s the penalty, living in babylon and music’s the remedy,

Babylons just a state of mind and music’s the therapy, maybe it’s high time for renewable energy.

On planet Earth, …concrete on damaged turf

Where mans have burst… dams n worse for a fatter purse

Mother Earth… concrete on honoured turf…

I kiss the rose quartz on her alter… for her worth.


 

Sweet Ting

VERSE 1:

Sweet Ting,  the epicentre of each other’s comfort zones,

ignoring the vibrations from our mobile phones,

when we’ve got to get up for work, missions or roam,

its hard, it’s oh so hard for me to leave the girl alone.

It’s difficult leaving her, I believe in her.

She’s a sweet ting like Stevia.

Reading up on Dzogchen buddha, cooking up the healthy food, huh?

She’s a sweet ting like coconut sugar,

she’s wise, full of good info and the best advice,

her wisdom’s a good addition to anyone’s life

She’s compassionate with X amount of empathy,

I’m so lucky to share with this angel Heaven sent to me.

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CHORUS:

her smile is the sweetest ting in the world. I’m so unbelievably lucky my sweet tings this girl.

Her hug is the sweetest ting in the world…I’m so unbelievably lucky my sweet tings this girl.

Her kiss is the sweetest ting in the world. I’m so unbelievably lucky my sweet tings this girl.

Her love is…the sweetest ting  in the world. I’m so unbelievably lucky my sweet tings this girl.

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outro?:

We walk through the orchard of delight

holding hands n picking apples for an apple pipe.

Her eyes are blue with gold… just like

…two circles of labradorite…

 

(Dungeons and Dragons)

electric blue illumination of clouds, wondering aloud, …and standing proud,

honest communication leads to open heart relation, …empathy over retaliation.

Competition’s not better than collaboration,

more beneficial than nationalism’s seeing just one nation

love expressed through the subtlest of gestures…

open-ended benefit, I’m existing for her pleasure.

open-ended benefit, open hearted,

open minded, not hard to find its always there,

it’s not something we find but something we remember,

remembering to remember with a tribe that’s tender as fierce,

yin energy receives but yang pierces,

weird it’s unfamiliar but at the same time home,

between each breath’s where the spirit guides roam… stop…. Pause. (16)

Breathe…

believe in yourself, admit your fears,

now your braver than you were, see what a love warrior shares

is not the spoils of killing but stories of will and willing

to love and learn, and build bridges we once chose to burn.

Like the saying, “anger is sadness’ bodyguard”.

Let go of the anger, let down your guard.

Don’t try and be soft just be…

Just be… don’t try and be hard. (8)


WISHING WELL

INTRO

om lokah samasta sukhino bhavantu,

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration

I appreciate appreciation, and honest communication…

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration

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VERSE 1

I wish for everyone to feel relaxed, like just after you’ve climaxed,

been paid cash, or told they mind even less than you that you’re unwaxed!

Relaxed, free from tension or anxiety..

Like you found the comfiest reclining seat in your ideal library.

I wish for everyone to feel Confidence, self-confidence, not unconfident

, you’re all part of father science and mother nature –  that’s common sense.

I wish for everyone to feel content like resting on a beach somewhere sunny

or a pile of their own money, abundance is freedom sonny.

I wish for everyone to feel they’re manifesting abundance with ease,

happy to work in bliss and joy, with synchronicities.

I wish for everyone to feel secure – securities, not insecurities!

But secure in uncertainties, deep rooted like oak trees.

I wish for everyone to feel shining like the single sun.

I wish for everyone to feel connected like Earth to everyone.

I appreciate appreciation, and honest communication…

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration.

CHORUS

I’m thankful and grateful for relaxation, self love,

abundance, and blessings from mother earth below and father sky above.

I’m thankful and grateful for love, confidence – even gratitude,

freedom, comfort, security and a positive attitude! x2

om lokah samasta sukhino bhavantu,

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration.

I appreciate appreciation, and honest communication…

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration.

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VERSE 2

I wish for everyone to feel the Love, sufi winged heart of an eagle or dove,

rise in love like a bird, no need to fall like a shove,

I wish for everyone to feel affection, the strongest bond, yes, the fondness the;

admiration, appreciation, sympathy, empathy, honesty.

I wish for everyone to feel gratitude, for being and seeing,

the gratitude for witnessing mother nature, and believing

Gratitude will increase the amplitude of attraction to what your feeling

to your longitude and latitude, increasing your being.

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I wish for everyone to feel freedom, spread wings, you’ll need em!

They’ll say “what a fine specimen -let’s feed him and breed him!”

I wish for everyone to feel free,to do what their soul needs,

what inspires their hearts, and to feast on what their soul feeds.

I wish for everyone to feel comfort, whether or not you feel some hurt,

to feel loved, nurtured, and supported through shadow or sun work.

I appreciate appreciation, and honest communication…

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration.

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CHORUS

I’m thankful and grateful for relaxation, self love,

abundance, and blessings from mother earth below an father sky above.

I’m thankful and grateful for love, confidence – even gratitude!

freedom, comfort, security and a positive attitude! x2

om lokah samasta sukhino bhavantu,

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration.

I appreciate appreciation, and honest communication…

I wish for all beings in all dimensions to feel the love vibration.


 

Ninjas vs Wizards… (edited)

It’s like wizards versus agents, ninjas vs angels,

yeah wizards and angels vs ninjas and agents,

ninjas vs wizards x4

It’s a little bit ridiculous isn’t it,… but from my perspective it’s just the way it is.

Wizards vs ninjas. Ninjas vs wizards. X2

MI5 and CIA’s agents and mercenary ninjas

overseas with an economic hitman’s hit list.

There’s no need to hide my face, look they’ve already seen my facebook,

we profiled ourselves in the empire’s database. Oops.

But Matrix agents and ninjas could never beat noble wizards,

who choose not to fight or compete – they’re just snowflakes in my blizzards.

Angels vs agents, ninjas vs wizards,

and in a way it’s racist if we blame it all on lizards..

We were never krusties, we were Rebel Alliance, ignorance blinds us to US and UKs Evil Empires, stealing oil, splitting atoms, abusing Jedi science, but the sins of our politicians never defined us.

Now I’m more like bendu, I see the illusion of light and dark, it’s all exalted benefit and I’m just playing my part. Is that light, good, positive? It’s all love from the start, so I laugh at nations and corporations while waving my staff.

like Darth Vader on E, or james bond, he’s

more like that Alchemist double o seven John Dee

but not at her majesty’s secret service unless her majesty’s mother earth it’s the rapper with the deep poems or poet with rap verses.

It’s like wizards versus agents, evil ninjas vs angels, yeah wizards and angels vs ninjas and agents,

ninjas vs wizards x4

It’s a little bit ridiculous isn’t it,.. but from ny perspective it’s just the way it is.

Wizards vs ninjas. Ninjas vs wizards. X2

BUt it’s the illusion of division, like war between religions… My ego saw separation where there isn’t… Everything is one and that’s a given… It’s your reflection you’ve forgiven… You’ve got what you need so look within.

I’m one with the Lord, and the Lord is with me

I’m one with the Goddess, and the Goddess is with me

I’m one with the Tao, and the Tao is with me

I’m one with the quantum force, and the force is with me…

 


BLISS + JOY = NOW

I’m the master of time and space…

I ‘m the joker, the King, the Queen and the ACE.

I’m abundance for freedom and power,

I’m bliss plus joy equals now is the hour.

I’m a Melchizedek advising kings, king of peace

I’m Elijah mocking spiritually impotent priests,

“you have no power over me” – ‘Labrynth’ –

I’m like David Bowies codpiece,

that means I’m the centre of attention, the centre of the bindu point z/ero point energy where peace releases tension.

I’m the master of time and space, one love intervention,

agent of good karma and good angels are my henchmen.

I am the master of time and space…

I am the joker, the King, the Queen and the ACE.

I am abundance for freedom and power,

I am bliss plus joy equals now is the hour.

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Super Kev with the money and the funding,

the freedom, power and abundance to invest in some things

positive, to spread love and wisdom to the community.

My super power’s increasing love and unity.

You wanna learn the skill? Chill, the workshop’s sold out.

I’ll put you on the waiting list, I got you, no doubt.

My super speed n super strength leaves my push bike worn out,

and lovers passed out on cloud 9 like “ah wow”.

My super hero mansion fosters love and community

Altruistic philanthropist with tree-houses between two trees.

Ewok village, some of the workshops in yurts shock

visitors to the love lodge not ready for nudity.

Psychedelic decor, it looks like Ozora

Meets Wayne Mansion, meets Cirque de Soleil on tour, huh?

Children teaching adults Bible, Koran and Torah

Taught to respect all cultures, know their rights and the laws, huh?

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I’m the master of time and space…

I’m the joker, the King, the Queen and the ACE.

I’m abundance for freedom and power,

I’m bliss plus joy equals now is the hour.

I’m a Melchizedek advising kings, king of peace

I’m Elijah mocking spiritually impotent priests,

“you have no power over me” – ‘Labrynth’ –

I’m like David Bowies codpiece,

that means I’m the centre of attention, the centre of the bindu point z/ero point energy where peace releases tension.

I’m the master of time and space, one love intervention,

agent of good karma and good angels are my henchmen.

I am the master of time and space…

I am the joker, the King, the Queen and the ACE.

I am abundance for freedom and power,

I am bliss plus joy equals now is the hour.

____

I love smiles, I travel to events for miles for smiles.

I don’t get excited by travelling to Ikea for tiles.

I love hugs, they make me happier than booze or drugs,
With middleclass ravers… or rudeboy shotta thugs.
I love meeting friends through miraculous serendipity,
linking team members through spectacular synchronicity.
I love watching cartoons, and spitting raps like harpoons
…I love star-gazing under dark moons.
Did I say love cartoons like Steven Universe? Thought he was truly cursed
til he mastered his powers… and he speaks the cutest words!
I love deep stories like detailed anime arcs.
I love sunny days under trees in the breeze in play parks.
I love performing, post-performance feedback’s heart-warming,
the next generation’s storming the frontiers of a new age dawning.
I love children, kids from Nepal to Filton.
I love sub bass. Look, I just love sharing poetry on facebook.

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I’m the master of time and space…

I’m the joker, the King, the Queen and the ACE.

I’m abundance for freedom and power,

I’m bliss plus joy equals now is the hour.

I’m a Melchizedek advising kings, king of peace

I’m Elijah mocking spiritually impotent priests,

“you have no power over me” – ‘Labrynth’ –

I’m like David Bowies codpiece,

that means I’m the centre of attention, the centre of the bindu point z/ero point energy where peace releases tension.

I’m the master of time and space, one love intervention,

agent of good karma and good angels are my henchmen.

I am the master of time and space…

I am the joker, the King, the Queen and the ACE.

I am abundance for freedom and power,

I am bliss plus joy equals now is the hour.

___

Young man – talk to older women if you want to learn

what to say to girls your age in your world

Wise women prefer good conversation,

But probably won’t say no to diamonds or pearls.

The Holy Grail to me was a job that doesn’t depress me.

Pays for the rent… but does’t over-stress me

or was it a Goddess as wise as she’s sexy

to love me, hug me and bless me, and vice versa, Thank you and Yes please!

The Holy Grail was to have both fun and prosperity

Some dreams come true, may I stay healthy n get more wealthy,

not to get on Instagram to take the arrogant selfies

but to help people like when I had nothing good people helped me.

Every little cell in my body is happy and well see

Each cell glowing with love, deep rooted like Elm trees,

Showered in love from the cosmos above us,

To shine light on road for man dem, gal dem, sisters and brothers.

 

An Orange on an Apple Tree

Ever feel like an orange on an apple tree? But then you meet a pear on the apple tree and they’re not the same but they know how it feels to be different? Then you meet a satsuma and they’re a bit more like you but still not the same. Then even the apples start congratulating you for articulating the fact that you feel like a weirdo. But none of them knows how it feels to be you, to feel isolated.
But then you look again and it’s not even an apple tree, none of these fruits are apples. They’re all unique fruits. But then, even though you were brave enough to say “I’m not an apple” you were never quite brave enough to say “and this isn’t a fuckin apple tree”.

On an emotional level I’m not best suited to function in modern western society, for a start I care about other people. But nobody is, capitalism fosters stress and depression across the board, the people who function best in it are emotionally neutered. Whether or not I would function better in a time when poets were respected as bards, or in a country that supports it’s arts and artists is another question. I’m coping better now than ever. But that’s partly because I realise that I don’t have to hate myself for not fitting into boxes. Cos I’m not a robot that fits the boxes the system designed for me, I’m an individual and the system is not the perfect economic or political system it pretends to be. I’m not an apple and this is not even an apple tree.

It’s been a while since I was ranting on facebook at half one in the morning, I sleep better with a job and a girlfriend but I’m ill so I’m being emotional / creative at half one in the morning again. Don’t act like you don’t love it ya plums, satsumas and pears, I know you do.