Your Gov Wants You Dead. The UN Agenda 21 is the name of this show

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This is a poem that once again fell out of me…I am so embedded by these times, that in this Lockdown many emotions and stories are written..the One Thing I know, is I will NOT wear a MASK and heres why…

Inoculation and syringes 

From the March to Now...2020 is a living Mind Control Tale

 Corona Virus came in with a Tik-Tok Dance

 Scaring Joe Public as if a big trance

 Controlling the Narrative

  Usual Suspects Stepped UP Dominated

Repetitive fear-mongering low-vibe cross-referencing, World-Wide

The Economy Shut Down

As though pre-planned..

A Beating Drum mandatory hum

Placing this Universe under Lock Down

Entraining our silences for the Deep State Government plan

Isolation -Social Distancing-WHO in their right mind was counting?

Full Assault on The Elderly (Imo), criminal activity

Annoyingly cruel pushed into Care Homes

Gasping for Water and a Human Touch

Ignored by the Main stream telling us not much

WE Must Save Our Grandma’s

As Fear mind control swept the Tell-lie-vision

Becoming the ‘new normal’

A strange anomaly certainly sealed in this Quarterly

SMART Dust seemed to be quietly packed away, as the Sun-Shine poured Exclusively

In this period of Delay

Blue Skies swept open wide though children indoors; cried

Parks closed families stuck

Key Workers out you go

Good luck!

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Dupe the Public rattle those cans chanting pathological ritualism

Told what to say!

Advised only once a little walk of exercise

no stopping

no talking 

Everyday!

Some wearing Masks for protection

No children playing still as their parks are shut-down

Cities towns No traffic to be found

Empty Buses and Trains going somewhere alone

Free too, but no one would go

National panic food distribution galloped rough-shod

Flour toilet roles became fashionably odd

Don’t get me going on those bloody silly Masks

Who Proclaimed them safe? When clearly are not 

the way as Science points

Another big-blag

One needs over 20%. of Oxygen for healthy breathing

Disappearing Common Sense with Mass Control Deception

Scary AND humiliating

Ah.. more finger pointing

They control the Narrative

Lets take those Damn Shots filled with contaminants

Gainer function add ons Retro Virus!

Line me up lets get back to ‘Normal’

Checked, pumped are you sure now?

Mind controlled thats a fact!

The lines have been drawn

The weaponisation of our freedoms gone

Stand UP! Say No to these ungodly bodies

Become the Anti-Vaxxers and worst offenders

Don’t be fooled by divide and conquerism

This is the Globalist UN NWO plan agendas

And it’s happening in real life time

Freedoms controlled opposition supplied

Stacked and packed populations

Agenda 21 rolling out No Go Zones

Watch for those Environmentalists with the ‘Wildlands’

No Longer our Home

Stop Us having any rights in the countryside

protecting Nature

Wait, aren’t we that too?

No we’re all going to live in a Zoom

Chinese Style surveillance credit score maintenance just in case you can’t get out of the newly designed crap artificial poisoned brainwashed human racism

NO more working, just skulduggery SMART daylight robbery

Of All your best intentions laid bare

Globalisation United Nations

Everybody under a semi-permanent lock-down

Unless your Bill Gates, with his Oligarch mates, who pay the BBC

Loads of Spondoolees

Open Source gullible indoctrinated Human Beings

Young ones more the better Socialism mixed with Sunrise momentum

Protests riots angry mobs! Cheered on by the Establishment plods

Smash it up! No matter WHOSE WHO!

This Anti-Humanism is just the ticket for mass exploitation 

Dripping in Emotionalism 

Dystopian hitting all the right buttons

Communitariusm; the buzz word 

Critical thinking out the Window

Furloughed UBI Offices at home

Going to work has almost but died

Sat on the teat as our State that is really Out of Date

To rule by the bleating sheep of the mainstream media 

Who do their bidding, being paid, no longer Journalism

Just spouting 1984 Orwellian diatribes of lies, spying, surveying

Altering frequencies brainwashed poisoned social-engineering

News Speaks all the same

Telling us daily FEAR is the only GAME

I wish I could say that All is well today, but going out and seeing those Masks makes my blood boil

I no longer laugh

The Media who work for their Masters of Mass Manipulation Totalitarian Vaudival plays

Pushing hidden agenda’s eyes now wide-open

Vaccination or No freedom to roam

Under attack Agenda 21 30 50

Those Vaxxed Tracked, traced so quickly

Mandated Medicare

Cares not for your health

Rather hand over your hard earned wealth

Suckling body, mind, spiritual soul mankind

5G SMART networks combined the Fourth Industrial Revolution 

Remote controlled Viewing under the Musk satellite Force 

That pushes the buttons, AI controlled

Synthetic maligneD

Interfacing our human hearted Free Wheeling party

Yet once you are aware these discarnates cannot go here

Achonic low feeders; parasitical breeders

They too want to survive Big Tech-Big Med-Big MSM- Big Banksters namely The Usual Suspects

But are not human

We are Free energetic gentle passionate

Enlightened, natural vibes of Chi magic

Clean foods, preventative medicines

touching feely vibes O’Blessed integration

Wake o’wake

Flush out this parasitical fourth Dimension

Stealers of human hearts…mimicry fakism

Light up our lives as All lives Matter Sentient Wholeness 

Ancestral Above

Guided By Love!

WE, the people are rising upwards, inwards to the Fifth Dimension 

Ascended Masters, Angels and Guides

Musical, spiritual, art makers, craft designers, wax lyrical high vibes

Planting our food with seeds garnished from the Sunshine, Water, Elemental Organic Carbon Soil

These Mind Controllers are pushing their last bastion of fear-mongering hungover old systems

Yet we, of Sovereignty bound

Are not to be fooled in this Spiritual War

Where Love truly Conquers All

Wishing to control our innate God given wisdom

We are now on the rise – Our Awakening their demise..

We are One Individual Strong

The Growing insurgence is not about Race division more akin to the Great Remembering 

Who We Are, Where We Come From 

How we honour our Great Mother Sophia Gaia on her way into the Fifth Dimension

Where Love is the Energy that underpins this massive evolutionary Sign of The Times

Being asked to remember, our reason for coming to Earth in this massive time of Death and Rebirth …

The Great Mysteries are here Being revealed

Channeling our trauma to be healed

God is Love Love Conquers All

Thy Armour Close to Thy Body Heart-Mind Feet on Sacred Ground

Swords and Shield in Hands

Guardians Aspiration Rays Imagination..

WE Are Many They Are Few

Upwards Outwards Breathe in the Sunshine

Vit D, outside playing in the beautiful earthly paradise we call home. 

empty hospital

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Of Gods & Kings… Galliano

Children abduction leading to unspeakable acts of suffering require adults to protect our children. Period.

Steam ships are agents of change in the 19th c in Clydesdale Scotland

Booze cruises steaming drinking

The Genie Deans

The Queen Mary would pass Cunard being made

King George fifth

The Caledonian Queen Mary second

Requisition adult steamers floating over mind sweeping kits

Over the stern

The wire would cut the mines rising high

May 26th 1940 Dunkirk rescuers needed

Bully Beef & biscuits

Paddle steaming crosses carrying over 3,000 soldiers-off the beaches

The shilling tips

Pork pies and pepper pot

Foolish worlds defining bombs torpedos magnetic bombs sweeping on to victory after excusions to hell and back again

After the war new builds of steamers

Diesel motor propeller ships

The Clyde & Bristol paddle ships

White funnel Bristol Queen was a first class passenger ship such as a swan

A beautiful sound of powers going somewhere

and Cardiff Queen

Drinking on below decks euphoniums for seeing the kit

Sailing with the bar open and the whole of South Wales descended upon those Sunday ships singing

Some hairy Mary drunkards

Variety of life on board

Boozy boisterous bars booming and steaming on the halcyon days on the Clyde

Main fortnights holiday to Rothesay

Continuing on to Arran (middle class)

Classes

Utilitarians-team ships carrying waste and discharge (sewage )

Plus poorer people and community groups such as women’s institutions

1959 mini cars and the beginning of the car ferries and motorways casting a long shadow over the steam ships in 1966 – Bristol to Cardiff

Destinations and distractions were the in thing today as steamers fell out of fashion

Ships were looking shabby and clanking and banging to Ilfracoombe

Lundy island

1968 Bristol Queen was towed away & scrapped blowing her hooter paddling sounds

The Waverley the last steam paddle ship on the waves

2015 The Balmoral is back with coastal cruising

Music more floating more poetry more musical memories more engagement with my one true thing I must do in this earth time-thing

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I must step up, write that musical, vibratory oracle, that is purely waiting…

Poetry music high times prove it…face yourself dear Mia, face yourself in this unusual accelerating new world ordering that wishes to encase us in digital earth millimetre magnetic pulsatory ghastly Darpary Dimensions from other World Stations. The Moon, a Space Station placed there to observe Mans relationships.

Life on Earth in heaven and Birth Death remembering who we are weathering the storms settings pushing norms of inhuman robotic enactment displayed..

I offer my body my soul my spirit to unbridle a candle lit flickering amongst it

WTF is happening?!

I came before many times I am sure I liked what I see but sometimes I feel that my fingers were tortured under the cork screw torture in the 17th century culture…each tarsal squeals with the thoughts…..

The same for the med-EVIL dark days when I was dunked and drowned for knowing my way around the countryside picking Herbal cures… Unawares that the dark industrial light began to shine separation trickery upon a dystopian filament as the Orchestra began to play wrong notes.

The players losing circadian high moral written parts as wonky hit the sounds as nature ripped down wards towards waring mechanically, batons waving hysterically, human interdependency started to rot without natures natural cosmology common lore..

We were hounded as I struggled losing my feet on the sure natural rhythmic seasonal time-ship…I was not so true as I killed and fought and gassed and attacked the men and children, animals and people in such a bad way, I still gasp awake and fall down that day deep in my darkened traumatic wounds the plaster and bandage broken in two revealing a kind of whose who who.

They fumble falling crying whilst never delivering their real metal earth elemental watery emotional deal they made with their akashic unlocked rules….

Rights that once channelled and governed from High States of Heaven, no longer driven as passionate sparkling individual magic freedoms, is gone, is crushed, is pushed pushed away as crimes hold us down, responsibilities bound us up as things to live with, heavy handed bills and mortgages, modernity is destined to digitally, things of supposed civility, come crushing in our once bigness now small, tamed, pained, normalised, tiny by size….

where did that wonderful particle of light beam essential to living each individual dream? Where has it gone? Did it ever belong to us as one by one? Were supposed to be somewhere else, not waking up in this unfavourable hell…5G lurking mercilessly at thee…..

The IoT what a lark that proposes to be quantum holographic remotely beamed from the space between God and universe…Agenda 21 not what we signed up….this gargoyle of technocratic abstract gruesome DNA stealing ..fractures not on the God of Wholeness and One that makes up particle molecular, intuitive crown pineal cone waves trickling breaking raising imagination….New Gold Dream…

I stand before my Lord…

I offer my body my soul my spirit to unbridle a candle lit flickering amongst it

And God Wins….

And One for the bin..

Get him to treat you fairly and squarely!

They Shalt Never Grow Old Pt 1

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Our lads were sent over the top into No Mans Land, shot in their prime, covered under mud, dead horses, blood. Devastation from WRONG think, skulduggery fixated high-ups as low-brow corrupting boardrooms traps. Agenda,the Dark-Arts. Brutal destruction destroying glorious praying families were blown apart. Dead in the ground, under orders from those far left behind.

Blood-lines, unseating ancient bonds, sacred hearts, family heritage, dignities, hard working artistic signatories. World-War Anti-human, eugenics swimming as new world ordering struck its ugly blame game into the industrial ages of fragmentation to control mans sentience..post traumatic PTSD symptomatic, passed through the twentieth century, ugly fuelled propaganda dramatics. Long Live the King. Ha…We still suffer within. Wiped out as a matter of course from worshippers in the field of abuse..with a wife of feudalism controlling man’s freewill and freedoms….

Men planned this time, well ahead. Freemasonry hidden occultism, now new subcategory. Bones men, they were, and they knew how to entrap the most powerful of the day. They the Pilgrims(1902) created by Cecil Rhodes and Viscount Alfred Milner, were such men. For me personally I will never forget how I came to be alive born in this time, and there, I died in that Great War; of forgotten men, horses, deadness crushed under dismal choices.

The theme for the twentieth century was set. Man against man, in endless wars. Banksters to benefit, elites to run-the-show, propaganda tools in the ready of the final solutions. Machines, Technocrats, foreseeable futures in hegemony markets. How about that! How about that in deed!

Defects so huge that dumbing us down with drugs, opiates, pills and booze to fill holy holes of unimaginable grief, loss and despair. Them that got back, did anyone care? The pain pushed down as the boys came back shattered, shell-shocked, PTSD spirit-doomed, robbed of all empathy, whilst the establishment popularised ‘stiff upper lips!’ promoted in schools, factories, fields, shops. Anything but celebration…men blown up in annihilation from cruelty, greed, control over mans soul.

These sorts are not human-hearted men. They are stealers, gorging on gullibility, innocence, willingness as weakness. We hand over our powers, typical Britishness concaving towards their highborn entitlement. Desensitised knowing, to rule o’er us as their subjects and servants bowing to psychopathic trickery masters, and oh! the Wicked-wicked evilness becomes quite normalised.

Feeders Using Divide and Conquer nothing new when man fell under. Strategic terror pulling us blindly from pillar to post as double crossers subjugated towards reductional strife. We become less-than, weakened as chattel as our only route is slavery in this new century..For King and Country!

Polarised, oppositional & continuously transmittable, this Electric universe triggers from the first thought promoting activities drawing down to this third dimension. This gives rise to transformative conundrums, symbolising the way.

Truth binds authentic consciousness, triggering core divinity essential to wholeness, whereby without the sanctity of that wellness, ‘other’ worldly influences effect the containment and contractual agreements thus lowering Mans gateways. Blocks, stagnation, dis-ease ferments.

Man abilities are dependent on his willingness to practice self-awareness, trusting in himself alone, though when he puts his faith in others, external forces, benevolent or not, can become brow-beaten, abused, tossed aside, used in stolen whisperers from lower hidden debt collectors, telling us tales in globalist regales, as world history is her story, fan-dangled promoted misguided. Hive minds devour our every particle of faith in energy, propagating chaos as they suck our chi. We are not top of this food chain. This is our divine purpose to remember. They cannot follow this path.
Man let go, surrender to higher power….

Man moving towards interfacing with the machine.

The Futurism is here..esoteric, man is God they say..so they follow the Devil..and forget All Morals….lusting in decay living off the loosh as we are considered their pray.


Man kind – know Thyself!

When know that things aren’t what they seem, we innately remember our journey man of self-discovery unfolding enthusiasm as our pointers, delivering willingness, knowing our essence, that is Man is as God does.

The Fifth dimension is now our new-earth, as Mother ascends her natural esoteric unfolding. We children are in alignment and faith overcoming the masters of trickery and malevolence. The usual suspects are one by one being outed by the on-By-ones.

This is The Great Awakening.

God is within all that is and love is our divine energetic blueprint. We are waking up to-exposing the threatening upside down reversed rhetoric. Man is pure potential pure love pure joy should he develop, dissolve from his separate reptilian brain. Hungry parasites, dead alive zombie lookalikes, lost their empathy genes pushing repetitive problem-reaction-solution every single time. However we are now awake! And Man doth awakes….and Satan quakes….the time is Now. Ascend, be thou apostle to all that is…Love and Kindness within…Gratitude practiced as we gently step into our power..remembering Who We Are.

I will never forget you o’ family o’ mine.

We are vital and conscious.

God is Love.

We are vibrating, transmitting to the past glories & sorrows of our forefathers… never forget all those men, families, horses that were deployed by half-men, half-truths, who fell for us to awake. The men in the First World War and all wars.

11 11 18/19

Our potential form unique epigenetic-selves reach upwards leading to right thinking-doing. Our home abundantly alive, family friends, thrive with all that is, no longer discombobulated drudgery, and mindless thuggery!

Plough to Plate..

From plough to plate..do you know where your food comes from, do you even care mate? Or are you just a convenience, store believer
Trusting in the corporations of death as they destroy and plunder, their relentless thunder,  populations with myth, business
as usual get my drift..
Through their manipulation as fear in their loathing, greed is their master,  mass profiteering their answer  
backroom plotting, blue-blooded earth raping,  as they consume the graves of statutory back stabbing, with all their land grabbing…
Stop. I say.

Stop think about how you can stop the racketeering of global manufacturing 
On earths resources, choose wisely as you go through the discourses
They want you sick as you eat their highly toxic death pits, over priced, as we pay our tax subsidies and get sedated, medicated and disenchanted as nobodies 
Now you’re a reasonable human being
But seeing is believing..
What they don’t tell you and want you to know is this:
Don’t Go out into the fields, where the butterflies, bees, insects and trees, pollinate our most benovolent landscape, adding richness and abundance to our most gracious dinner plate,  where the flowers radiate natures colours and smells, from lavender, roses, nettles and bluebells,  where is our abundant nature in all her finest textures? Where in deed 
She’s being screwed by the boardroom fury of financial need
Making money is their only desire and worry
They don’t care so long as you’re not aware of genetic engineering, it’s coded and fanatic in the pr marketing 

Plough to plate

So do you know your plough to plate when you prepare your dinner to make
Do you realise your power when you part with your cash, that it may be your backlash, if you don’t take an interest to what you eat and what’s best?as a show stopper as an ethical shopper, as a consumer with moral integrity 
Do you get that it’s only you stopping your own pill popping sovereignty 
The new paradigm that’s happening 
We are all in it together so get with the programme 
Stand up and take action, just think and slow down, stop panicking and crash landing 
As we pick up the pitchforks and March away from distraction blinding our thoughts with mindless food manufacturing 
As we share our interaction
And unite in empowering 
For we are not just about the money, no, indeed, we are all together as we walk our talk 
Pull down the city and covert to Agro ecology! We have much to share throwing  out those that don’t care with their constant red herrings and genetic mad mumblings Agro forestry, permaculture and free food fur all sustainably and sensibly so long as we stop the rot in our Mad rush for technology 
Our overview for enriching a few
Our ridiculous story of wanting unwanted exported shipped in commodities which cut down the forests, slash and burn habitats for palm oil, needing our fossil fuel, drizzling on olive oil and what for?


You are what you eat, so don’t become a sheep
Following your urges, not just burgers, saturated and murdered in chemical highs, as your saying your goodbyes, bless your food, know when it’s good, mindful, organic and really understood
70 years it’s taken to lose so much and I’m not joking, conveyor belt mass production, import, export, stop it, wholesale destruction, annihilation, robotic, and chaotic frenzy in our super highway multi-dimension, however we can calm down our measure of the Dow, stocks, shares and hedge funders, that have no shame in their psychopathic deranged plunders


Plough to Plate, reinstate, local and seasonal as the new market leader
Community, non-conformity, return to the artisans, the musicians, the makers, not takers, teach our collective all the hands from educators
In to our gardens, back to our roots, sharing and caring and bestowing what’s seeded and sown to flower and fruit 
For the time has come like the seasons and songs, to remember that we are all one and our aims are simple, to deliver wholesome produce and know where your food comes from …

Wilder Nature


The wilds The Open prairies the forests the flat lands mountains

The start of cutting maiming drilling mining digging sinning destroying polluting Enclosing
More Circling more capturing more wrecking more corralling more owning
The stench of far enough close up depleting violence angry voices

Mr & Mrs Magpie keeping an eye in the distance closest to their dominions
They chatted about this and that noticing all changing seasons and then there! What was that… ?
far in the midst of circling time a great wave like plume of smoke not ordinary but heavy wet catastrophic
Putrid heavy weighted dense sickness and disease
Distraction- Reaction
Demons entities ghouls attachments
Foul from Jin dependent on their circling
Picking up shaking in their gut
Ugly foul minded small shrivelled heart
Eating their continuous phood that looshed constantly
Abuse
Hungry ghosts ghouls demons entities
Be Gone.
Be Done.
Thy will is thy question
You are not welcome anymore
Be Gone Close the Door
Mother Nature returns….
And raise up
Remembering Who You Are…

For My Brothers and Sisters

Prepare Waken those programmed to despair….


I am listening to The Beatles
Here There Everywhere and crying on the bus… I am of good feeling straight, great, clean, calm cos everything is real in my intracellular operating systems… I can cry for all the things I haven’t done & all the things I will do.
Onwards & upwards… fight the beast… the demiurge… the mass psy-ops backlash criminality that wrecks destruction within all hearts & minds devoted to universal multi faceted sentient beings..

Fight the Deepstate shadow government secret services hi jacked in 1913-15/33/62/71/ consecutively
It’s time to stand up
Drain the swamp
Kill the beast
Through higher powering up using the alchemy of our beloved
Bowie, Mary, Cathars, purity, strength in self determination self development self awareness self LOVE
Honour thy self thy busy thy greatest work be done.
I’ve spoken!
They those mother fuckers killing our mother, our father, our children, our environment
Will not cross into my territory
My sweet heaven upon earth
My garden Of Eden
My knowledge that the sword of flames protects me from their repetitive Skull Duggery games
Their cloak & dagger shrines
Their 322 degree sacrifices killing the children with their lies
Their blood letting
Their Time Is Up!
Stand up man
Become strong!
Pay attention
This Mother Earth requires you strong
Awake
Clear heartfelt energetic
Switched on..
Wake up children time to get up
Shields protecting on
Swords upright
Feet on the ground earthing listening intuition alert connected to crown chakra
Gods consciousness Bird population harbinger
Listen listening listeners
Music might’ve higher frequencies
Mercy lord that we listen in
Tune in
Turn off mainstream
Drop in
Listening
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Know Thyself Man

know-thyselfThe Great Awakening is here…

Vices and virtues
The be all and end all

Automatic, robotic, self-centred and war factoring

We all need to concentrate on our own self realisations
Not the Corporatocrocy and mind manipulations

Man know thyself
Become graffiti artists, become activists,
good and bold, strong, young and old

We must learn detachment from the emotional fearing of attachment that binds us to our materialism
our wants and needs and so causes catastrophic deaths and makes us bleed for attention

However when we break down in our traumas and self-centred minds
we break through to our higher power and our universal Divine whys

Do not fear the unknown, walk with your heart and soul together
For then you will realise your wisdom does ascend for the better

Here on earth we are all so blessed,
feeling our five senses that push our buttons and so put to test our own inventions

Our defects, our ungratefulness
Our hurting and our immense dependency that allow our most honest and authentic ascendency

You go to work, you get up, you go to work ,you are dead
How do we see the beauty in all that is void, empty and so infinite

And there right upfront of you is all that you’ll ever need should you look

You manifest your life, your drama and your strife
You vibrate your formulations and your life

You are what you eat, you are all that you feel within the principles of conflict that all men desire harmony, peace, equilibrium, right adjustment leading to appropriate behaviour

Right thinking therefore leads to right doing

Man is now in his transfiguration that uncovers the lower  fields of matter, sexual orientation, desire and suffering

All are now feeling Christ consciousness

All will alight from their darkness and grim consuming of discourse gratifications

All will understand their pain and sufferance
and so all will be touched to align with the Lord of the world and therefore the creator himself,

The group initiation via the fifth ray and spiritual triad via the antahkarana is constructed essentially as the energy of the light bearer

To the light of the logos from high contact to lower plane concerns
And thus we grow into perceptive forms

Even after the gracious storms

Man know thyself

living-on-the-earth

 

Northern

With you in the world my life has sky rocketed high frolicked
Broken down I’m great piles of mess
Rock bottomed and bloomed

I have discovered every single multidimension upon each crest of wave past present now fallen
Up the mountains
Down the rocky slopes
Shagged plenty of hard viral blokes whilst toking and taking
Laughing and faking
Rustling in my awakening
Heart in hand ego floored pinned to the ground
Over and up down dirty and blue
I’m toilet language dressed in vintage second hand too
I have you in the world and that is all the love I ever need
Thank you !
High vibing

2017. The gig is up. The gifts in view.. I’m so happy to write my opinions to you!

All my life I was a high seeker of approval from a childhood of neglect & poverty consciousness…I went into the life of living in London with no family support & a lot of emotional wreckage- nonetheless I intuitively always did things my way and throughout my journey I began to unravel the terror of my own inner calling & all the external factors that dominated my own self loathing & extraordinary powerful wonder at life on Earth. I have now seen how all of us are fear led by a set of outside influencers from family, schooling, television and multimedia to the State, institutions & business models that have left me powerless and powerful.

This is my own unique reminder of how it weakened my cause for a tremendous life & the individuals I’ve met who are legends for being and living outside the box.

As I am blessed to be here in the world, I have realised my purpose that aligns to all things Organic, local & seasonal & that we come from the soil so we should really start demanding the food we eat is clean and that how we live as individuals isn’t dominated by then and us, Black or white, labour or Tory, democrats v replublicans, as the old duplicitous model demands one or the other..or else….I have broken down hundreds of times self awarely realising that my individual who I am is sovereign and I am thoroughly assured that whatever happens I am blessed with high vibratory outcomes from choosing a unique coordination of how and whys…

I am reading the most extraordinary book right now written in 1972 called The Secret Life Of Plants…it’s cemented my self belief in sentient life and energy beams that transcend the ridiculous dumbdowning, grotesque processed, mass intensive food erosions we eat in the name of feeding the world, and with that, this book has surplanted my innate gifts to furthering my relationships with being here on Mother Earth.

I am aware I’ve been a sloth in many parts of my life hiding my talents through fear alone. Fear has been a major undercurrent that has strangled my attempts to be epigenetic and original in my own nature.

I have trembled and fallen every single time I felt the breath of god upon me that tingled, sparkles and brought me to potential success in all my hairbrained schemes and not so…

I’ve struggled with nicotine & alcohol that I would use to block my potency and life giving force as I’d tell myself I am not worthy of being the best. I’ve stumbled plenty of times on my trajectory to seeking souls to love me and for me to love.

I have no illusions anymore about government & business working hand in hand to hinder the individuals right to govern their own wondrous paths.

The church, the state, corporations & institutions have all clubbed together a false lower vibratory mindset to keep one from rising high, and deplugging from the matrix.

Either or, I read artists like Jon Rappoport who is a good thinker who seeks his own imagination that doesn’t fuel fearesque tactics daily under the hypnotic trance of buying into mass hysteria.

I do not feel anything other than intrigue, curiosity and wonder that as my daughter opens the windows towards the light in the tropics, I feel honestly grateful for even knowing what I know.

I have a raft of individuals of whom I disclose my humane vulnerability to and accept that I like many, love being involved in groups that match my frequency such as going to a party with a purpose like raising awareness around the increasing worries of synthetic food & Pharma, the awe fullness of deforestation & mass acidification in the environment that are tripling human & natural disasters to health & wellbeing, and the constant grip the government & banks have on usury systems to abstract your hard working efforts to paying for a very dubious accounting game.

I’m an Individual that thanks the crazy way my parents gave me such good bloodlines bathing me in vital organs and intracellular multidimensional factors that stand up for Mother Earth & Father Sky and the movement of fire, wind, water fixed and fusion to earth, metal and ether. That I am elemental and mystical as I remember to dream in my waking up.

I have so many gifts that have frightened me and confused me. Complexity and complimentary are who I am. And so as I look upon the year just gone, I mark my breath with a sigh in-breath and gasp and shake and nod and plod upon the way I went this day.

2017 started then a French trip that blasted me back into my beloved nicotine and weed, coming up to my senses in June, I stopped all things including caffeine, I fell at the hurdle and soon got back in to canoodle with my age old scene back on nicotine, from there on I remember Dark Mountain in Schumacher, Siddington point to point, gay, abandoned, family forging ahead in a fantastic new fam light, jobs forging from apres France working with legends; therapeutic leading to self mastery of saying No, more to come on that one, then old passions returning, the Men start showing their potential for opening my box of love again more to come!

Spain in summer with the ugly ness of shit floating on the Mediterranean that left me poo pooing the effects of our pollution, swimming with bubbles of Brown effluents. Returning straight to the Kemble Train & my darling brothers 50th partayy….followed my lechlade river boating splashing and so much laughing! Onwards to Somerset for walks and much babminton, tor Mandela mystical inward onto a gentle tribal countryside pub Birthday hub, watery themes, Buddha dharma sanga deepest Devon with jimmy Frost and my brother. Separation, investigation, wondering should have I stayed or should have I left. Of which the latter was the choice. Back to carnival and onto the garden party, sparkly, magical, aligned and theatrical. The beautiful people. Into autumn trauma and tribal upheavals for all hands on Dec. Back to

Someerset. And so Campfire, Union Chapel, food festival and fear..introspective as I resound a loud cheer. Lessons for learning. Humility fork attuning. New and old friends returning. Less said better ahead…onwards to the ultimate tests of readressing the past tense, waking up each morning, not reaching for a rollup but rather seeking new old projects for my dreaming to come into the physical plain, not seeking approval, and hanging with well negative people, and dropping my masks revealing my glorious pasts as I present my presence with preceptorial miaisms! Ya!

2018… The doggie gates opening….friends, communities are all reengaging in blasting the old paradigm out into deep space memory as we strive to remember our individual differences are so much more biodiverse and not bland and boring, low sucking and warmongering. Unconditional love to all things present and living, animal cruelty stopped in a nano second, as we all push forward from fear to complete open minded enthusiasm and utterly uniquely passionately driven! Ya on with the revolution for rejecting plastic, intensive chemicals that cause wholesale harming from mental breakdowns to inflammatory cancerous carcinogens, and those creeping feelings of not good enough and scaredy-cat as I hold onto my hat. I should know. I’ve worked hard on my shadowy sides, interpretations and lies, and I can honestly say, as words pour out of me daily, you are your own insider your own choice decider, life is for intrepid and interested journey makers, when you’re blocked look at what feeds you, as my daughter says: when I eat good clean foods, I automatically become in a good place and mood.

Choose organic.

Stop getting distracted by the plugged in matrix

Swich off your telly

Go befriend those that are lonely and isolated

Press forward tentatively with your own myths and story telling

Be self caring, loving and open minded

Feel your fear anyway as you laugh and cry everyday

Read good books as you take a good look around your own place and remember you’re ace!

Take off each mask you put on to hide your whose who..,

Inward intracellular multidimensional light walking feather light, indigenous tribe of humanity

Seek to the mountain top

Stop your internal external dry rot

Raise your whole game and think not

Of the sham 69 that the systems Devine’s as sane and bland, boring and unkind. We are not two sides yes or no, in or out, yet the third way is ancient ancestral and authentic

As my father would say: you left the gate open you stupid cow! Ah daddy !

Oh my god I think I’ve written a good blog! Sort of…lol….

Dec 2017