I am spitting a verse unrehearsed from my pen
Now lets begin as I am watching Bush ‘n’ Eminem and the position their in
Their senseless Babel is top of the tower
While they abuse their power
And future generations pick the side of the fence
Them and us will never end
Those for the system and them who do not give a fuck
Everyone’s bitching something soon will budge

Geomancy, hard to scope, so philosophers, turn to hope
Faith, truth, not temptations bus
That only leads to a fiery furnace. If rebellions your lust
Ignorance left to the Lord
To use his wisdom before his sword

Cause the time is near to pull his cord
Of putting in, the Holy Spirit’s his kin
Winning the battles
Fulfilling time thought prophets and a Son
The Lord has already won

So listen, faith will achieve you eternal life
Split the truth ‘n’ lies; think twice
Realize your smart enough
To figure it on your own
Just question why?
Do not believe, unless you are satisfied
The conflicts for real
Not playing in your mind like the reality of mankind
You see on TV wishing you would be
The one on the stage really in a cage
Learning the game they become vain
Create personas that reign
Self-esteem their gain
But only in their lonely brain

They continue a slave to the cheese
The wind blew them he thinks it’s a breeze
The devil that is, cause not many use their tongue
For the right purpose
Word worthless…

Cause every conditioned bastard turns it around
Cannot accept the notion conditioning made their culture
Cannot admit fear the reason for the order
Vultures afraid to eat life because death bites back
A fact we ignore by changing sides
Replacing eyes with devils lies
I try to explain but no one cares
It’s their brain, how dare I care?
Ignorance, fear it’s all there

So if there were a Son of God what would he be like?
Don’t just say Jesus isn’t right
Tell me what he would be?
If you do not know what the Son of God is (would be), then how can you say Jesus ‘tis he?
Cause you refuse to see
Content with being flesh, in peace in this world
Death this life is, some say I am cynical
But really they is, cause I am no fool

So never think to avoid the sink
In progress
As you realise you don’t know
Depression sets in and emptiness begins
You believe in God but the devil does too
So if you know God is true
Why can’t you
Place you’re beliefs on the shelf?
Keep on searching by yourself?
Make sure you’re right!
But scared some are to lose the truth
Because their faith is weak
Bleak they shriek in teats of faith
Designed to teach their personal faith is slowly breached…

Telling me I should see through others eyes
Where they are the ones in disguise
I admit I am nothing without the Lord oh high
I admit the world is messed up
I will not close my eyes
I will not feel depressed
I will come up with a quest
To cure my sepsis
Cause I have been blessed
Through a Son the Lords prize
I now rise and realise
Freedom and God go hand in hand
That is why God sent me the man
Connected by spirit
With a defined path
To show us all
That there is no glass
It’s not half full
Nor half empty
Illusions are plenty
All in our minds
Knowledge rules supreme
Can you put it in a rhyme?

NEW AGE ©

Mothers designed to love
While both parents can teach
Fathers though must discipline
Or our children will fall from reach

Unconditional love
Is what every human needs
It has super healing powers
For especially children
But many females cannot see
Because men disrespect thee
In the past

Now standing tall
Women of power
Women of might
Taking over a mans right
Because men made them feel shame
In their job of love
Tamed and unable to express
Female love lay at rest
Until the world wars that finally ensued
Leaving remaining widowed wife’s
Feeling blue
They raised the children by themselves
Most men now dead,
Remaining men, plenty of females for the bed
Then societies attitudes crawled from the ditch
To love, acceptance, tolerance and proud rebellion

RISE UP FROM WITHIN ©

Violent protests I see on TV
People fighting to be free
Like the people who chase money
Like the enforcement of the army
Like the politician helping his best
Like the sportsman, domination his quest
Like the spirit that opened up your mind
Then left you in reality trapped in the times!
Because we collectively will never truly be free
Because there is always some who will not see
Trying to change the world without changing themselves
While enforcing their ways of life on everyone else

Cause we have coped their fits
Conditioning tactics we resist
Putting honesty before bliss
It’s now time to feel histories fist

Every ear will have listened to the truth
But many will hear what they want to
They will hide more from their fears
Beat us down
Who lives with Christ
His trogon horse, free in faith we bite

So rise up from within
All the protest will not win
Keep your head straight
Do not let them make you a reprobate
For that’s societies aim
Fit in or go insane
Lock you up, lose the key
Welcome to the new world society

Inside out swirling round
Gaining power silent sounds
Signs flashing continually said
Play it again absorbed in the head
Fears feed, inside us all
Insecurities, possible flaws
Leak, deny, then go and do
Watch our laws take hold of you
From confusion sown through excessive opinions
One can complain, but cannot change the system
Only to contribute to its occult ascension
Through thoughts of alloy prevention
Deprived of faith
Entropies fate
Concerned for materials that come first
Fight false wars avoid perceived hurt
And implement a system of rites
With the middle man the weak-minded demand
Making a stand
New world order their pickle plan
Terror soon inane
So America feel your pain
Feel the atrocities
No longer in a perfect world
You give your liberties up
For the sake of a flag
And freedom you will never touch

Ignorant before and after
Your own planes smacked your face
World domination
The conflicts saving grace
Pushing prohibition
To buy countries out
Steal nations sovereignty
They start to fight back
All looking to justify the enemy
So survival has direction
The problems all outside
Never inner perplexing

RIGHT TO DIE ©

Survivors non-existent
Just blotted heads on necks
Mortal men persistent
In deciding what comes next
Conditioned people simple, shallow
And defiantly not bold
So afraid of death and truth
They grasp hypocritical holds

Knowing death cannot exist without life
And pure life has no death
They still believe were alive
When we are already dead
For ones death comes from their life
Which means life is death
If not alive we would not die
Contradictory statements said

Welcome to capitalization
Like a communist leader
Corruption Vs Salvation

Not based on bloodlines
Deserved when one works
Is a fair process?
To reaching democratic worth

Though democracies a goal
Like a socialist dreamer
Freedom for the people
Enabling competitors to beat up
And the public wins
Through the competition
Any objections
Sign a useless partition

1961
The year the world will regret
New Zealand took the quick solution
A precedent
A nice easy fix

Borrow, borrow, and borrow
But first sign this
The IMF loan and conditions
To maintain occult order grips

Then we began to restructure
Reform redundant types
Breed in corporatisation
Via privatisation lies
Steal all nations sovereignty
Some shares are now for sale
Are you ready to climb this tree?
Follow along with this tale?

First sell less than half
Once separated from the land
Like Australia now does
‘Say forty-nine percent’
From sectors such as telecommunications, energy
Never to relent
Onto the other fifty-one percent
Sold behind ignorant citizens
National departments, government agencies
Straight into foreign positions

All started through fractional banking
Majority do not know or care exists
Printing more paper than gold
An idea hard to resist
Setting up the institutions
Funding governments new aims
Blame the king for the dings
Occult political evil games

Sweeping society into panics
Restricting the money supply
Disconnected masses begin to rise
Demand a change, which is only framed
Around the illuminates name
But they are not solely to blame
Now half society plays their game

Business cycles, stocks ‘n’ shares
Bonds and gold, invest sell hold?
Interest inflation, who can control these?
Central banks control the currency

But understand destinies path, supposed to be
Do not contribute to the imbalance of society
Walk the path some call the ‘arrow’
Faith and death before dishonour
So fuck revolutions
To resist is hotter
Got to live your life how you say
Do not demand changes
You cannot do
Simply resist, time to choose
Live day by day
Forget self-interest that we crave
Praise Jesus he’s the way

KNOW THY SELF ©

Intellect superior
Contextually inferior
Holy spirit in bond with me
Its knowledge, understanding setting free
Without a fee

Though never completed
Only in the writers mind
Factual, concise, rhyming lines
Needing stimuli to expand upon
False or fact I will see the wrongs
Untie the knot it will not take long
My astonishment and amazement chilled by a song
My youthful desire to fight the fight that must be won
Not yet a ‘lover’ but a ‘fighter’ this must be done

Channelling through the portholes of learning
Real manhood that’s were I am turning
Discerning through you pale glass face
A holy spirit spraying evil with mace
Lacing you into a confused spirit
Then filling you with my potent lyrics
You either realise or tune out
It’s your choice your rout, do not pout
Start to create, renovate, innovate
And impend your own design
Rewind, fast forward; then pause
Reflect and delete all the flaws
Fight the mental wars!

Mystical teachings and prophetic preaching
Leave some thinking with confusion seeping
Once they have deepened
As my thoughts appear lets hold them here
Put pen to page I will guide our rage
On the paper stage
And join the craze of abstracts interpretations
That shine on higher levels
Those left behind
With what shall they settle?

For the workers a few
Helping sick that are needing
Without fear of evil
Faith that is not dreaming
Rather double stitched and steaming
As a catalyst continues reeling

Politicians hidden Pharisees
Media vested scribes
Pharmaceuticals sorcerers
Psychologists, trained lies
They take the reigns of history
To justify, kings, beast ‘n’ misery
As the son of morning comes to be