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I Am Rising

I am rising like the sun at the break of day.
I am rising and I no longer care what you say
I am rising like the phoenix from the dancing flame
I am rising and things will never be the same again
I am rising like a tidal wave, rusing towards the shore
I am rising as my pick myself up off the bathroom floor
I am rising as I finally learn to use my voice
I am rising as you’ve left me no other choice
I am rising for myself and all the others I see
I am rising for those who can’t
I am rising for those who won’t
I am rising for those who do
I am rising for those who don’t
I am rising
I am rising
I am rising

 

Now isn’t this a paradox?

It’s time to go nuclear about nuclear!!

it’s unclear why we’ve never went nuclear about nuclear before!

But if you’re now clear you want to clear the nuclear

from our door-step on the Clyde

there has never been a clearer time

to make it clear how you feel

about this un-clear issue than now.

Billions are about to be invested

in what is known not to be the deterrent

it is claimed to be,

billions that are going to cost many,

many lives of people just like us,

maybe even some of us

as the austerity measures are increased

and the battle on the poorest in the country continues.

Please do not let it continue

go nuclear now

and clear the way

to a nuclear free world

 

go-nuclear

 

When nothing is quite what it seems
and the nightmares are more real than dreams
when the signposts are clear
but obscured by our fears
emotion blinds logic
repetition’s hypnotic
stories unfold
by what we’re told
over and over again
weary and drained
look here, watch this
headlines lead to the abyss
pathways of terror
by programmed pall bearers
carrying coffins of doom
truth has no room
in this hotel of darkness
in a world filed with starkness
don’t question the insanity,
where the fuck is your humanity?
accept what you’re told
don’t dare be so bold
to think for yourself
go directly to hell
do not pass go
do not collect two hundred
don’t stop
don’t wonder
never analyse
never ponder
take a chance
I double dare you
hurry now
before they snare you
When nothing is quite what it seems
and the nightmares are more real than dreams

 

I birthed the future

carried constellations within

elemental entities

of fire and air

both masculine and feminine

the sun and the wind

stars made of sunshine

light beams of dreams

burning it down

and soaring above

reborn from the ashes

devoted in love

I birthed the future

With new horizons to explore

On the cusp of adventure

Awaits many new shores

Four new worlds

creating,

colliding

Intersecting,

expanding

together

yet apart

Sharing one universe

And always my heart

I birthed the future

Under the sun and the moon

Touching heaven

While still here on Earth

I am the life bringer

The deliverer of lions

And the breath of life

The mother of miracles,

Laboured in love

To bring forth

The scales of justice

Weighed in from above

I birthed the future

Carried constellations within

I birthed the future

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Much as I wish life was always sweet,
that every rainy day brought a coulorful treat.
That every blade of grass really tickled our ass
and that the bumps were only minor as the hurdles we pass.
Much as I wish we had no troubles to endure,
as we barely tread water as we reach for the shore.
Much as I wish there weren’t times it felt like we’re drowning
and our bonnie wee smiles were replaced by frowning.
Much as I wish no kids were abused,
no women were tortured and sexually used.
Much as I wish there was equality for all
there’s never gonna be unless we answer the call.
The call from inside, the silent screams of the tortured.
The ones that so many don’t want to hear
not realising there hiding from their own fears.
Scared to pay attention to the world around
their hands on their ears to drown out the sound.
Looking to La La Land where all is well,
they preach positivity in the stories they sell.
Never stopping for a moment to simply embrace truth,
ignoring reality and dismissing the proof.
In la La Land no strength is needed
only sweet things are ever seeded.
In La La Land you won’t have to fight to survive
you’ll never learn what it truly takes to thrive.
In La la Land compassion has dried up
because it’s easier to blame someone if they’re fucked up.
In La La Land there’s no space for tears
in case it triggers someone’s fears.
In la La Land don’t dare cry
and don’t dig deeper or question why.
In La Land there is no toil
just scatter the seeds on the top soil.
No need for water to wash our hands
as we’re too clean here to understand.
Dirt is needed to grow something big,
courage is a beautiful bloom for which we must dig.
Think positive they scream if you show your fears,
if you’re brought to your knees and shed your tears.
Never contemplating, blind to see that our knees offer support when the pain’s too much
and all we need is a human touch.
A smile, a hug, a reassurance we’ll get through,
that we can make it in this crazy zoo.
That though we’re weak we’ll rise again like the sun in the sky and the tides keep flowing.
Never pondering that from this pain we’re growing.
That positivity is knowing you can survive another day,
and being honest about what your heart needs to say.
That not topping yourself is the ultimate goal
when your legs are as weak as a new born foal.
So my friends there’s something I hope I’ve helped you understand
I don’t want to live in fucking La La Land.

“The point I have been trying to make is that the Ancient Mathemagians did not limit their understanding of the sphere to only measuring it to 360 degrees. They recognised it as a living, vibrating energy that could be seen in the Chaladni patterns that appear on the head of a vibrating drum that has been covered in sand.” David Ritchie p. 143 We the Skythains – The Lie of the Land of Egypt

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“I don’t believe the similarity between the Celtic Cross or an icon-graphic ‘halo’, and the ‘seven’ drum patterns is any co-incidence.  Every religious symbol is a mathematical symbol….The notion that it is merely representative of a drum, I would agree is ludicrous, unless of course it is symbolic of something else that does the same thing…the Earth.” David Ritchie

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‘We ~ The Skythians: The Lie of the Land of Ægypt’ is finally available as an eBook HD PDF download. The site is now working but still having artwork updated – membership if free… but the book isn’t.

 

 

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