New raw poem 15/82015, hasn't got title yet

You fucking cunts
You stole my life
Split my soul
And hid the knife
That pierces ,slices and tears my heart
By walled off memories
I'm kept apart
From the reasons why I feel such pain
Only to be triggered again and again
To lock me down to serve you sick aims



I refuse to function for your gain

I refuse to open or exist through the portals you made
I refuse to go when you turn the blade
I'll call on Jesus Christ
I know he hears
To break all cords ties and wash away all fears

I won't work as you wish
I won't smoke your skunk cannabis
You won't get in and I won't come out
So fuck right off cos I have no doubt
That you want me to help bring forth 'End times'
Opening the eyes of those who are blind


I know that Jesus is the way and he still loves me programmed Gay
He knows my heart that you took to use
By giving me unreal choices, of lose or lose
Yes you play with free will, whilst our souls you steal
But God sees all
Your destined to fall 

Gay and Christian and Jesus Loves me

 For the choices that you force us to make
Are built on premises that are fake
To a child of 2 that is no real choice
In tortured alters with no voice
Cut off from their heart and soul
No you will be held responsible
Jesus lives and so do I
Through him I have hopes for when I die
But you, your going straight to hell
Unless you repent as well

I will follow him all the days of my life
And your lose of my potential will be my knife
I stick in you by vurtue of
Uncompliance with the above
Yes it's Jesus Christ all the wayYes to Jesus Christ is who I pray
He is higher than all Satan's Vaticans created gods
And the Knights of Maltas masonic sods
The Jesuit that sit above them
who divert the public to blame men like Zionists and the illuminati scum
Who programed me and have such fun
                   At my souls expense 

Illuminati, Demons, Mind Control V's Jesus Christ                      It's over and done
                                                                                                       Cos Jesus is my number one
                                                                                                        Amen

I tried to add to this post but those who monitor and interfer with my work on blogspot want to play around so I will leave how they wish...but know the red words pertain to the videos. Jesus is lord Amen

This is a reading by me of the poem.....

Happy Birthday Boo Boo

Kill one
kill two
but they still carry on
but words of truth
are a weapon
that can be made into a song

law says an eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth
but tell me what is their defense
from LOVE and TRUTH

A whisper of truth
its vibrations so strong
compared to a screaming crowd
of lies
will be drown
cos they're wrong

So don't join no
gangs, groups or clubs
stay true to yourself
and using kid gloves

steer your life how YOU wish
it to grow
stand in love and truth
don't sell your soul

don't hunger for money
cos it's just
a paper hook
to be given and taken
just for a look.






see my freedom cars
last through the rain
and storms
whilst BMW drivers
on hard shoulder
with scorns

We reap what we sow
so I'm letting you know
that it's your souls what
makes you so
BEAUTIFUL

You can't hold me down forever

You can’t hold me down forever
Just cos you choose
While my sisters are suffering
And singing the blues

I keep coming with truth
 their creative art I bring
Cos change is coming
And goods gonna win

So hide all you like
My books, links, and blogs
And show the world
That you are just dogs

For the more you oppress me
The more I will bring
And the show ain’t over
Till the fat lady sing

The heartless game

 It’s a heartless game
Programmed to blame
Damned if you do or don’t

Can’t win
either way
It’s just an evil game
don’t play

Find something else to do
Let them bring themselves to you
Accepting you for what you are
Not judging you from afar

Whilst behaving like they being true

But they have a wall between them and you

Nothing helps
Nothing hinders
Love frequencies to high
The alter that holds the front
Hates it if you try

The only option
Is to leave
Accept the truth
 we
Need to grieve

The effort has to come from them
They need to see
The truth again

It’s not their choice
To be that way
The alters been switched
The core held at bay

Held in place with patterns
Of tortured past
With triggered cues
to make it last




The only way back

Is with a fight
A fight for their human right
To run their body as their own
Not a slave to a master on some throne

Yes this fights not no easy task
But the way out
Is to break the mask
Shatter the glass the core sees through
Break through the programs
That hold the ’you’

Some tell me of using the keys
To bring the system to its knees
But I’m yet to learn this skill
But I’m sure if needed
In time I will.

I must LOVE me

I'd love to run away from me
but it seems I'm trapped
can't break free

The me that sees the
horried truth
of which I need
to stay aloof

I look away
like 'normal' folk do
don't bring it
into my full view
       But nosey I am
       always seeking clues
and the 'me' finds them
and then the battle
I lose

For the truths I seek
are painfully real
and on Eureka!
then 'can't hear must feel'

but I can't stop myself
from seeking again
I know the trait
in me will remain
a constant battle
seek truth
           -then pain
                                                                                                            I can expose
                                                                                                                    your Rahs
                                                                                                                                      or
                                                                                                                     go insane

So this catch 22
in which I find
that I can not
remain blind
or silent to what
I see
I best Love
that part called Me

Promised freedom for selling your soul

My wife never sold her soul
To keep her place in rock’n’roll
Even through mind control
MK’ed up she still said ‘NO’!

So just like Amy
They gave her crack-cocaine
Triggered ‘Rah’ alter
And shattered her brain

Left confused
they look insane
told
your never sing again

My wife continued to
Refuse to sell
So she was put through
Living hell




Life handled to have guilt and shame
They took her children
In ‘cares’ name

Each birthday
They asked again
‘Sell your soul
And all this will end’

But she still said ‘No, I’ll pray to the lord
To help me through’
                                                                                                        And he provided
                                                                                                        Mouthy Lou

But she is programmed

Russian doll
Solving problems
Is her goal

But they consented to mouthy Lou
Cos she was being trouble to
She had set up on her own
And didn’t heed to a tapped phone

Let’s burn Lou out
Trying to save the child
Revoked care order
They returned her wild

Programmed to cause mayhem
Problem-solving arose again
Found the answer ‘mind control’
Wherein required to sell the soul

Deprogramming skills mastered to find
 many jig -saw pieces
of memory behind
amnesic walls
created to hide
multiple matters
of the dark side

Amoungst horrors
of nightmare trauma’s
were hidden births of babies
memories of daughters

in search to find the daughter by name
thinking the search may be in vein
we found a son
there was no doubt
the memory of his birth came out



and within his profile

the daughter we found
same facial expression
and vocal sound

memories of more children
came through
and an alter that is’ to return you’

plus a man appeared
from back a day
maybe worked for C.I.A.
an alter recognized him with fear
what happened after I’m not clear

but communication broke down
her smile turned to a frown
the alter didn’t like me in her space
wanted me gone without a trace

but the strategic removal of my ID
and the precise planning
it is clear to me
that the alter alone did not plan our split
but someone operated it


for much of the plan went pear shape
the plan was to control me with red tape
but I just drove away
left all behind
no answer to the actions I could find

So only time will bring to light
how many have to fight
against hidden slavery
where they asks for your soul
to set you free

I feel for you

Waking up to find myself
in another place to you
I feel I'm lost
and need to move
and find things to do

dis-orientated in my mind
my present life
I need to remind
myself I now am alone
and I can't call you on the phone

I can't hear you
see you no more
my heart is broke
the tears do pour






Time passes by
but change don't come
for you are my number one

My heart is joined to your soul
a constant flow of tears do roll

I can't believe this life is true
I can't believe I'm without you

I occupy my time and mind
but always awake to find
Im still alone
without you
and tears pour out
it can't be true




I stop my brain , from thoughts of what might be
for they only serve to re-
traumatize me
but although I stop them
they still come through
then I ball cos I feel for you

TIme goes slowly

Time goes slowly

endless journey
the waves in the sea
just flop

The energy around
hold little sound
like a air pocket with no pop/

Usually thrashing
against the stones
but today it's still
carm and unknown

Oh Lord please have good plans in place
for life without her I can't face

If she don't want me
that's ok
But it don't seem to be that way

I feel so helpless
to support their needs
like sitting ducks
for their evil to feed


Please protect them in your plan

please let me know this if you can

for I am fearful for their fate
and for answers I must wait.

I'll keep on going
the best I can
but please Lord God
make this your plan

I know it's a lesson
I have to learn
but I don't want a harsh one
for where can I turn

Oh please, oh please Lord
save their souls
save them from Satan’s goals

I have no bible
just blind faith and love
I want to serve you
and be steered from above

rather than by workers of evil
with their ultimate plan
use me Lord to do what I can

Running from reality

Running from reality

can't look at all
can't allow the feelings
they scare me to the full

Terrorise my mind
whilst tearing apart my heart
the pain as it rips
I can't allow to start

the odds are stacked against them
I've seen it all the way through
I pray to God to help them
on their path anew

The terror is unbearable
to allow any space at all

I have to run from seeing it
not face my loss and fall

I stay in the other realm
of holiday life with home
but truth is I have no-one
and really Im alone

I don't feel this
I feel complete
as long as I don't look

But I know not what the outcome be
on the road I took




I have no long term vision

only one to write my truth
as for all else in my life
I have to stay aloof

Have faith that this is all to plan
trust and surrender to the path
and see where it may take me
in this game of draught

Chess, check mate.
4 in a row
a game being played out
and fate is so

so I'll just make the moves
I know to make
And all the rest I plan not to take
but go with the flow
and trust real tough
that the best outcome
will be more than enough

Break through (selfish poem)

I want you to break through
I want life to be
me and you

Break through the mind control
break the program
make it your goal

Not for me
but I would  rejoice
but for yourself
to give you choice

of what you do
with your life
live it out
with your wife


I can't save you

If I only could
you KNOW I would

Prepared to die
to let the slaves go free
but I can't break it
It's not down to me

free will the Lord gave all
even though you have a glass wall

SMASH it down
I don't know how
no one can explain me now

I'll try real hard
to find a way
but PUNCH it , KICK it
I would say


although I'm told
the ways resist
stand firm . dont play
their way

But that is easy for
me to say


But please I ask
with all my heart
you try and smash
the wall apart


ask the Lord
to show you a way
I pray for you
every day

there must be one
you need to find it
to set free
all those behind it

I ask others to pray
to the Lord
to give you strength
to break through









smash it down
use all your might
they plan to use in you

Your rah to fight
to break the chains
visualize being free
from bodage
and captivity.

Love can conquer
everything
lets show the world
when you sing

For those who suffer in Oprah school

A painful place
I have to be
seeing all the
hypocrisy
whilst others
view painted reality

I long for the future
when I can be
with human rights
free from slavery

at peace with those
I care about
where no one wants to
wipe me out

for saying what

I can see
the things
I know to be
The facts that will
set the people free

the traumas stay
clear in my head
of what others suffer
it is dread

Tortured in every way
they can
to bring about
an evil plan

to take control
of all on the earth
children traumatized
before birth

women breeding
whilst un beknowest to them
year after year
again and again

Oh Lord help me
say what I know
I will stand strong
and take the blow



I will say the truth

I can't bare this world
with its lies
people brain washed
and hypnotized

help me break it down for them
In Jesus name
deliver us Amen

IT's my brain

My brain used
As a commodity to steer
No it don’t go so
I tell you here

The lord knew all your plans
and moves you’d choose
Oh master of chess
your destined to loose

This piece
didn’t agree to play
your queen
won’t be check mated that way

I’ll throw the board up in the air
my games connect 4
and I play fair

got 3 in a row
multiplied by 10
It’s my move now
again and again

You created a monster
It’s your own fault
You messed with what’s not yours
And I can’t be bought

‘Everyone’s got a price’
What a load of shit
He who ever diggith the pit
Fall in it

I came to help
And that desire was abused
In natural law
You stand to loose

Whilst you felt in control
I was given all
But when I showed
Self governance
Then it was Machavelli rule

Plans had to change
The script rearranged
For a loose cannon was free
From captivity
And fearless was she

Trying with tactics to hook
Some how in
But your disguise was to thin
So no way to win
You sent your slave in
To capture my soul
This was your goal

To show me that not all could be saved
But I got through each trap you laid
So now I’m sure your try anew
Tactic to stall
Mouthy Lou

Disconnected and aloof

Disconnected and aloof
Separated from my truth
I face it full on
With my mind


But my emotions
I must hide behind
a wall created to survive
To enable me to stay alive





My mind shattered
By trauma so great
I think the desire of some
Was to create hate

But I knew that
didn’t fit right
So my emotions
I will channel to fight






To say what I know

That’s considered
Too much
The Lord says
Sound the trumpets
On such and such

How dare you treat me
As a commodity
Directing my life
Pretending I’m free

This slave will revolt
Will cause mayhem
Keep telling the truth
 God says
Amen

Sickness in the family

Not satisfied with what they get
always wanting more
expecting more than you can give
grinding to the floor

You give an inch
they take a mile
But still expecting
you to smile

and even that's
not enough
they still want the
idealistic stuff

Your putty
for them to shape
a task for them
to undertake


There's no diversion
from the normal route
all rules are fixed
and absolute

They wonder why we
don't come near
to them
it's not very clear

They feel not wanted
rejected
and why

They are so lost
their souls do cry

In return you feel guilty
and cruel
obliged to follow
the golden rule

For this they say
they will be so glad
but it would only
make me sad


The conflict here

 hurts inside
for freedom of self
they would
deprive

They have themselves
but want your life too
and if not obtained
the guilts on you

But its not your fault
they are this way
so why should it be
you to pay?







Just live your life
how you please
and don't catch the family
disease

( 3 July 1987 student years)