Belief Systems & Systamatic Revolution Through Education and Discourse In a Muzzled World Restore The Magic, Mystery and TRUTH above all else.

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My Beliefs

What is so Dangerous

About challenging

The Status Quo

You have to be like me and in the know

Of the club and cults

That abound from various

Flavours of Kool-Aid

Lambs to the Slaughter

The Sheppard Leads

Preserves

But Harvests

Separates Wheat From Chaff

Good from Evil

Evil From Good

They call me the Webrunner

Because I've seen webs of lies

People let out their war cries

But here today I tell you

Giordano Bruno

Was right all along

There are lifeforms abundant

In a dangerous universe

The World Needs to Unite

Fight what the unevolved and petty fight

Over Resources Allocated to the greater good

The Bible Surpresses

Keeps people from reaching true confession

With The Divine

This makes me no less a Christian

Then the devout

I see myself as short

And Stout

But got the clout to remember

The truth and reality

Of a Nuclear Catastrophe

Our leaders watched the world burn

They were fed up with all of us, with the greed and envy

Wishing to Own the World

Perhaps your inner peace is Gratitude

And a change of attitude

You can't own the ground you stand on

Rented time is all we have

Fleeting is Life

Like on the Canadian Blue Nose Dime

We were not intended for War

Canadians are PeaceKeepers to the CORE

Fire I have

Fire I desire

Fire I adore

We are made of Fire!

From Kindling

Humble Beginnings

To Great Boreal Forests

Storing away

Our futures in minerals and vitamins

You see, the land we stand on is

First Nations

French

English

That is similar to the Trinity in our country

God approves, it's not blasphemy

For every level of where the heavy shevel goes

God with us

The True North Strong and Free

Jesus Lives inside of you and me Through the Holy Spirit We See

We are the Nuclear Family

We are the ones the Empires of the World Fear

We Canadians are born in harsh conditions

We will come over any preconceptions

Weather Patterns

We are the unpredictable coming

Storm

Tempests Abound with Canadians when our voice is loud and proud

From the diverse to the damaged, speak aloud your grievances

Converse

Fear not the repercussions of those with a whip

We all stand

We all stand to tell the tale

OF Humanity

And It's Will To Prevail

Peace is the answer

Love is the call

Rise to the answer

rise to the call

One for all

And All For One

The FOUR Musketeers

We're all along peers

An Alliance

A brotherhood

Militias arise

To learn from the wise

Strategies to crush

The oppressor

Tooth fortooth

Eye for eye

Respect for the Elder

Love for the homebound

Heaven Towards

We lose the coords of Orion

Live boldly as a Lion

Where reptiles tread

But they are dead

Because instead

We stepped on them with triumphant boots

on our furr-spun-moccassins

Forever After is this chapter of resilience against planetary forces of wind and whispers

The things that linger

That we whisper

As a bird to the wind

They think we all have sinned

But truth is freedom from guilt

Is the sanctification

They never tell you about

Live in Freedom

Live tonight knowing Jesus forgives you all

It was predestined

It was paid in full

We are under the law of grace 2000 years even still!

Though we have trauma

Looking for a singular solution

We are the permission for our remission

Into a political landscape of an educated peer-reviewed

Occupational Evaluation

Of Political Motives and Motivation

Revolution

Bleeds this Poem

For something more than just the grass

Being mowed

Future Generations say no to being towed

Into the mess we gave them and our

Forefathers before us

Peacekeepers, we should be, and remind us who we are

Source

God

Universe

Divinity Lurks in us all

Good or Evil

Which Source do you feed?

Deny one with every good or bad deed

Polarity shifts

When one least expects it

Vortexes abound when one neglects an aspect of our right

To be who we are, damaged or uptight

When we're ready, the masses will scream a battle cry

It will light up the night

Arrows that fly by day and night

Will not touch the anointed or their souls

Though their body may crumble like

Jericho's Walls

-Joshua Hitching.