Word Mirror 09

Welcome to Word Mirror 09;  a device with one very simple revolutionary aim: to reflect back all things in their true light, and to expose the web of media and governmental lies which have been spun to separate us from our true consciousness.

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Food Of The Gods

Hiding In The Light

What kind of intelligence would revel in the unbridled destruction of itself

In the murderous consumption of its own life force and vital energy

In the callous exploitation of all sentient life

What kind of god would sanction a system based on a merciless concoction of barbarism and terror

Of extreme agitation and wild, unmitigated suffering

Where the gentlest, most meekest of creatures die in the most horrifying and brutalised of ways

Where the base cravings of dominance and cruelty always seem to win out over the higher impulses of tolerance and co-operation

Equality and the desire to live in accordance with the Earth’s natural laws

Not the god of love, that’s for certain

Nor the supreme expression of fairness and infinite compassion

But an entity which hides its true nature within a shining hologram of love

And wears a chameleon’s gown of impeccable camouflage

There in the trees beside the blue crystal lake

There in the soft xylophone air

There on the diaphanous fine golden sands

Permeating the forests and dank membranes of soil

And the vastness and strangeness of assimilated streets

Waiting

The Natural Order Of Things (the game of games)

Something has been tampered with to suit the purposes of another paradigm

A voodoo hierarchy

One based on slaughter and the currency of suffering

Mass murder and extreme violence

A new reality overlaying the original

Where the strong prey on the weak

And where innocents are ritualistically massacred

In a murderous vortex of endurance and hardship

Enslavement and blood sacrifice

Food for the gods

For the moon and the cosmos

The universe creating and recreating itself

Loosh

Feeding The Grid

Loosh energy on the battlefields, in the concentration camps, where all human beings suffer the most

Loosh energy in poverty and filthy diseased streets filled with the cries of starving, ragged children

Loosh energy in football stadiums and large rock venues, in packed city squares, any place where the masses congregate and expel vital dynamic emotion

Loosh energy when bombs go off and bullets zip indiscriminately through the air, where acts of genocide may occur under the false flags of revolution and freedom

Good and tasty loosh when it’s laced with terror and fear, chaos and atrocity, when it’s preceded by torture or satanic ritual

Loosh running for its life on the African veldt as the leopard takes the hapless deer in its powerful jaws, or when the woodsmen makes the forest weep with sacred sap

Loosh (set like old honey) at all war memorials and cenotaphs, in all churches and temples and synagogues

Best loosh of all, in school playgrounds and nurseries, in the places where all children run wild and whose hearts are filled with the ecstasy of joyous life

Vintage loosh energy in all hospitals and sanatoriums, where the flashing gossamer spirits of the dead are newly released into the sticky matrix of lurking peril

Quality gourmet loosh in theatres and cinemas, in discos and festivals, on sports fields and in large municipal parks, where scores huddle together to express revulsion and horror, anxiety and euphoria, the  broadest  possible  range of human psychic energy and consciousness

A Banquet Of Flames

There is something wrong here

There is something fundamentally at odds with what we are being taught in our schools

And told by our political and spiritual leaders

Those men and women in influential positions of power and authority

Who openly preach about love and compassion, peace and harmony

Good solid values of justice and liberty, kinship and commonality

While privately serving another agenda

A darker spectrum of secrecy and subterfuge

Violence and division

War and an overwhelming lust for exploitation and absolute control over those they pretend to represent

They are not for the people like they say they are

They are liars and deceivers who despise the whole of common humanity

And attempt to block its path to advancement at every turn

Puppets on a string who are shaken and jerked into acting only in accordance with a specific wavelength by their masters in the shadows

A motley crew of rogue demi-gods and a wastrel elite of cold-blooded psychopaths and philanderers

Spiders playing the long game, watching with dark fathomless eyes

Lurking in the glare of store fronts and street lamps

Waiting to gorge on a banquet of flames

Frequency Modulation

Listen to what I say, do exactly what I say

When I count to three you will begin to wake up

One

Two…..

A permanent bad news stream of poor weather and impending natural disasters

The toxic war in the Middle East

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Two…..

Home made terrorist boogie men and cartoon media despots frantically trying to acquire an armoury of primitive nuclear spears

One

Two…..

Knife wielding teenagers and gun toting crack dealers operating with impunity on our filthy, vandalised streets

One

Two…..

Devil dogs and paedophiles, meteorites and murders

One

Two…..

Global financial markets in meltdown, in crisis

Volcanoes burning themselves down to the plug

One

Two…..

Frequency control to lock us all in to survival mode

To keep us nailed in to our own skin

To make us feel suspicious of our neighbour and anxious about what the future might bring

Grinding us down into the dirt

One

Two…..

Forcing us to compete with one another when we all should be working

To raise ourselves up

Not fighting and waging war

One

Two…..

Not lowering the vibe so we are easier to manipulate and control

One

Two…..

Frequency modulation to produce a negative harvest of loosh essence

Pinning us down, restricting our growth

One

Two…..

Stopping us from becoming who we truly are

Making us forget what we came here to do

Three

Let’s not give our power away

Wake up before it gets too late

Before we’ve all got spy cams in our homes and been micro-chipped like cattle and sheep

Before we are all dumbed down to a zombie race of mindless, unquestioning consumers

Before we are weakened by a genocide virus and our children mass vaccinated with experimental poly-pills and brain toxic stews

With deadly mind numbing compounds like mercury and squalene, aluminium and serum grade formaldehyde and antifreeze

I have an idea:

Switch off the TV and the radio

Unplug the Playstation and the I-pod

The cellphone and the broadband connection

Then find the button to turn on your own mind

Get clear

Stand up and resist

Gods Of Love And False Ideals

A loving god would have set things up without the need to kill for food

Or to rape the Earth for territory and natural resources

The god of love would not sack a city or snuff out a whole civilization the way they have been in the past

A loving god would value the whole of life as sacred and precious and would hold it in the highest esteem

Coveting each tiny microbe and parasite as much as the mighty, magnificent elephant or whale

The god of love would have the capacity to see into the very core of life and would know that all living things have incalculable merit and are inextricably linked

All lifeforms would be valued for their resonance and harmonic frequency

For the vibrational imprint they give to the Earth

For the codes their cells transmit through the profundity of their peaceful co-existing

Not as a food source to be scythed down when the time is ripe

Not something to be bludgeoned to death or shot at for sport

But something to be respected for its sovereign relation to the whole

For its uniqueness and natural diversity

For its true electric nature

The glowing incandescent blood song of vibrant inner knowledge

Sweet fire

Wisdom Herbs And Teacher Plants

Consider for a moment, the trees and the grasses

Wisdom herbs and teacher plants

How they harvest the sunlight and yearn only for the alchemy of clean water and healthy, nutritious soil

How they roll with the natural cycles of nature and the orderly seasons of the Earth

How they live in harmony and foster symbiotic relationships with other plants and creatures in order to develop and mature

How they are connected with one another in all kinds of simple and complex ways

How they emanate an ageless, inscrutable intelligence far beyond our own

Theirs can be a template for the whole of existence

Theirs can be a model on which we could all live by

Taking only what we need and not what we can hoard

Sharing and sustainably managing our resources

Co-operating with one another for the greater common good

Opening our hearts to the endless possibilities of our expansive human Spirit

Earth

This majestic planet is a reference library for creation

Containing records of DNA and creator codes encrypted in the maps of leaves and the immutable crystalline molecules and vastness of rock

A beautiful, voluptuous living organism for Spirit to experience the exhilarating journey of physical sensation

A learning zone of irrepressible magnitude

Where the sovereign flame of raw creativity burns endlessly like a firework of emancipated bliss

A breathless helter-skelter ride of amazing sensual experience and miraculous, vibrant energy

A paradise of astonishment and inexhaustible vitality

Of boundless invention and quivering breathtaking ecstasy

A circuit for Spirit to flow through in all its innumerable forms

A place of infinite love and a learning zone for the continuous evolution of consciousness

This is Earth, shimmering gorgeously aqueous blue in the velvety darkness of space

Lit by the loving radiance of the Sun

Sacred to all her indigenous people

To all those who match her immaculate electrifying resonance

By harmonising with her seasons and aligning their hearts to the purity and selflessness of her giving

Whose waters are vital and elemental

And whose soils are the primary alluvial medium

Of wondrous magical alchemy

Sparking us into being

Celebrating and consolidating our essence

Where all things come to grow and blossom

For the briefest interval of time

Before fading and returning to dust

Caught In A Trap

A web has been spun around this world

And set in place so expertly, so insidiously

That those it is designed to ensnare have little perception

Of its very existence

A network of pure diamond translucence

And awesome shimmering luminosity

Staggeringly sized

And flowing effortlessly across time

And worming through portals and spatial dimensions

Immeasurable circuit of spirals

Ageless, incomprehensible geometry

Built with the finest, most intricate gossamer coils of light

Incomparable and voluminous

Exquisite and beautiful

A matrix of fire demanding ever more energy to feed it

Not just the dark negatives of fear and sorrow

Submissiveness and passivity

But also the higher frequencies of love and harmony

Truth and the pure joyous states of rapture and exuberance

Lightning sentient intelligence and irrepressible human consciousness

Jealously guarded and hidden from view

By a warrior elite of meta raiders and master geneticists

Who blocked the Earth’s cognizant imprint to all outside influence

Disguising her radiance and lush harmonic field

And sublimating her channel

Keeping her bounty locked inside a frozen sarcophagus of tears

The Apparatus Of Fear

Everything is in place, embedded deeply within the infrastructure of our waking reality

Propped up and enforced by a phalanx of homicidal cohorts and agents

Labyrinthine inner circles and secret societies

Impenetrable governmental departments and religious institutions

Layers on Layers

Where men stand behind curtains pulling levers

And producing klaxon wails to terrify and dissipate the crowds

The designers of Pharaohs and Frankenstein emperors

Of composite teleprompter presidents and diplomats

Slick, profligate subterranean bankers

Soulless doomsday simulacrum pontiffs and ayatollahs

Bloodthirsty instigators of witch hunts and ruthless pogrom purges

Masters of the occult and promoters of energy capture symbolism

The designers of granite and limestone monolith antennae

Macabre machine coded domed amplifiers

Harum scarum gargoyles and scaly halloween cult architecture

Purveyors of war and needless, premature death

Manipulators of etheric fields and history

Liars and deceivers

Psychopaths, misogamists

Cheerleaders of anger and despair

A warped pantheon of parasites and vampires feeding off the energy of the human race

Siphoning off life force and feeding it to their masters and false gods

Sounding The Alarm

We could spin this thing around if we wanted to

Dismantle and recalibrate the whole system

By converting it to an alternative energy source

With love and with truth

With integrity and compassion

Something which stands on its own and shines with its own inextinguishable light

By recognising the unity in all things

By just saying No!

By lifting ourselves out of the pit of chaos and servitude

Deception and extreme selfish desire

By raising ourselves up and expanding our consciousness

To get educated so we can become serious participants in the game

And not unknowing victims trapped in an illusion of fear

To see through all their tricks and manipulations

By cutting off their power and resonating with independence and free will

And reconnecting with our infinite nature, our primary source

The electricity of Spirit flowing through the immensity and multi-dimensional capacity of our hearts

Leading us further away from tyranny and the horrors of war

Replenished by the Sun and the enervating charge of an emancipated Earth

Towards a freedom of the mind and a galaxy of jubilant, visionary stars

Into a pure state of knowing

Where we can remember our common purpose and be true to ourselves

The only way home

Sources

Bronte Baxter, Blowing The Whistle On Enlightenment: Confessions of a New Age Heretic

http://brontebaxter.wordpress.com/

Mathew Delooze, Breaking The Serpent’s Spell

http://www.oneballradio.com/contributors/matthew_delooze/articles

David Icke, The Biggest Secret

http://www.davidicke.com/

Robert Morningsky, The Terra Papers

http://www.robertmorningsky.com/

Barbara Marciniak, Earth

http://www.pleiadians.com/earth.html

Viktor Schauberger, Nature as Teacher

http://www.schauberger.co.uk/

Websites

http://vigilantcitizen.com/

Word Mirror 08

Welcome to Word Mirror 08, your one stop store for genuine linguistic alchemy. In a world driven by the dead metronomic slogans of our corrupt and obsolescent leaders, the Word Mirror reveals only what is truly authentic and essential to see through the dark secrecy and old belief systems of a failed and outmoded agenda.

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Manifesto Of The Free

I want to stand for the truth

I want to try my best at all times and not get distracted

To remain focused and fiercely committed

To stand tall in the long grass and to aim high with every shot

To remain true to myself, no matter what

I want to stand for the truth and be pure of heart

To just be myself in the company of fakes

To be one with the world and to be at peace with the stars

To combine the wisdom of age with the energy of youth

To be impeccable and beyond the reach of any man’s price

To fight those who oppose me with laughter and humility

To stare into the sun and not go blind

To lead from the front and not from behind

I don’t want to keep this to myself

I want to teach it to others

So that every heart sings in the key note of freedom

And is raised above the raw drudgery of monotonous routine

I want to stand for the truth, for fairness and equality

Where every man, woman and child is given the chance to reach their highest potential

To take the path of the heart and not the easy expressway to oblivion

To go within ourselves and to aim for something that is eternal and unwavering

That flows through us all and comes out of nothing and defies explanation

And can never be defeated

A force that requires only love in an open heart and can make you feel you have the power of the sun in your hands

That is how I want to feel

Not to live in fear, but to live in freedom

Freedom does not distinguish between rich and poor

It does not recognize religion or ideology

Nor does it favour one race over another

Freedom is the fruit of the Spirit and Spirit has the power to bring us all together

To sweep aside all our differences and to make us feel greater than our sum parts

• We can go beyond fear, beyond prejudice and ignorance

• We can shake off the rancorous blight of bigotry and hypocrisy

• We can find it in ourselves to live with respect for the Earth and every living creature in the wild

• To create a world based on the old values of wisdom and unity

• To live in communities that value love over war, harmony over destruction and creativity above censorship and prohibition

• To exist in a new era free of the tyranny and stranglehold of money

• To dare the impossible and to realize the vital dream of a life lived with compassion and visionary wonder

To live in the manner we were originally supposed to

Standing for the truth, for new energy, for new steps of change

Human beings of every shade and denomination

Small sparks from a huge distant fire covering the world with sweet crystal flames and warm healing embers of light

15 Minute Fame Poem

Enable me to be shallow and materialistic
Empower me with insecurity
Allow me to worship Madonna as a shining goddess
And Britney Spears as a radiant media deity
Lead me into the Valley of Fame
Suffuse me with vanity, with bitchiness and tantrums
Furnish me with perfect white teeth and false showbiz smile
Give me unlimited access to my plastic surgeon,
To my publicist and Reiki instructor
For it is my god given right to be upgraded
To first class on all trans-Atlantic flights
Cover me with Dolce & Gabana
And banish all cellulite from my body
Anoint me Queen of the Tabloids
Supply me with lip gloss and limousines
Fit me with breast implants
Help me to graduate from stage school
With distinctions in Catwalk and Dizzy Blonde,
In Pole Dancing and Soft Porn
Introduce me to George Clooney or David Beckham
Inject me with botox
Exaggerate my ego
Teach me how to dance in just my underwear
Speak to me only through my entourage
Procure for me a style guru, a fitness instructor,
A Feng Shui expert, a crystal therapist,
A film producer, a clairvoyant and tatooist,
A young actor, a footballer, an octogenarian billionaire
Grant me an audition with Simon Cowell
Let me idolise Oprah and Ricki Lake
As true angels of daytime tv
Protect my Audi Roadster from spiteful fingernails
And my Prada handbag from jealous nightclub thieves
Surround me with Dom Perignon and temptation
Lead me into Stringfellows
For thy is the Media, the Celebrity and the Gossip Column
Hallowed be my Fame
Forever and ever, Amen

Button Man

My father’s lost his job. He’s been out of work now two months and spends most of his time just slouched in front of the tv, smoking his rolled up cigarettes.

He worked nine years as a security guard but his boss sold out to a bigger firm. They took over and brought in their own team. They paid lousy wages. Some suit talked about cut backs, job losses, efficiency savings.

Smooth fancy words.

But my father wasn’t fooled. He knew what was coming and was thrown on the scrapheap with all the others.

This recession’s biting deep. Ain’t seen so many people unemployed. Men on the streets, shit kickers and school leavers with nothing to do, no place to go. Where in hell can my father expect to get another job at his age? Where? How’s he ever gonna be able to afford to run a car?

My mother’s sure his old firm owe him money. They can’t just get rid of someone after all those years and not pay out a bean. She yells at him from the kitchen. She’s busy in there frying liver, sausage, eggs, spreading margarine onto value brand baps.

My father sits tight in his chair and doesn’t say a word. Then he leans over and picks up the tv remote. He points it at the screen and runs through all the channels. Fifty, sixty channels, one after the other; anything to pass the time, to relieve the boredom.

Gunfights, motorsport, football.

Comet

We walked outside the house to the back and stood in the yard and looked at the comet, Hale Bop in the clear evening sky. Just a faint sperm head of light set against the lustrous immensity of  the stars, shedding particles of dust as old as the firmament itself. I pointed it out to you but you were’nt impressed. Had other things on your mind, I suppose. Like giving birth and all the changes you were going through for the sake of our first child. I felt useless and couldn’t connect with you. All I could offer was support. But out there in the melting distance locked into its ageless arc, that comet felt closer to me than you did. I raised my finger and traced its  milky course, a burning penny caught in a groove; and down here on Earth, it seemed our movements had become so like that comet’s. Our paths had suddenly been propelled into a new direction, one that would be fixed forever and sanctioned by the same eternal force that must have first induced that ancient piece of  rock. A smooth and weightless orbit around our unborn child.

Together In This

Outside the night is clear and from my window I can see
this row of houses with their lights still on

And there are lives in there,
meals being eaten and children lay fast asleep

I could watch those lights for hours and imagine all those
different worlds shuttered away and ready for bedding down

Out there alone in the darkness, we are together in this
set against time and the gently dissolving silence of the stars

Blue midnight, bringing with it the same thing: rooftop
silhouettes lit by the beams of passing headlights on the road behind

I look and wonder what we might all be doing here
and what might become of us in five, ten years time

My son is just a few months old, but already
he’s beginning to age

We have a future me and him, and his hungry blue eyes
shine with a burning vibrancy

Our lives are fused and our time together has already
settled into a weightless concentric ellipse

Parallel lines of trust and meaning, never quite converging
but the gaps in between

Filled unquestionably with love

Word Mirror 07

Welcome to Word Mirror 07; a looking device that leads far beyond Alice’s Wonderland and tells it straighter than Snow White’s magical chatterbox ever did. Go ahead and stare deeply into the surface and allow the words-in-freedom to help you to see the world in a totally new way.

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The Goddess And Her Children

Cease bickering amongst yourselves
Go where the light shines brightest
Exist in the moment
Refrain from secrecy
Stay open
Be an inspiration to others
Honour all life
Value the Earth over everything else
Come into alignment
And radiate compassion
Hold your integrity
Be responsible
Aim higher and be more tolerant
of those around you
You have much to be proud of
So be uplifted
Remain true to yourselves
And stay focused
Open your minds
And listen to your inner voices
Believe only in freedom
And the liberating power of love
For Earth lives
And the Goddess loves only her children