The Luxury of Freedom
Think of it, just sense the warm fragrant breeze,
Nothing else brings the spirit
more intense salvation,
of a simple and priceless sensation of Freedom
Our sense that we can all go anywhere, do anything and
at anytime, is slipping..
To kill such a moment we die
a little
we walk a thin line, the space between
being only human, or so
ill at ease, but..
Remember the Luxury of Freedom please
A beauty's whisper, effervescent in your ear, inextricably tied to
scent and tranquil comfort
always present and so near
For flowers, the trees,
And a house by the stream
Did we really think it to be
such an everlasting dream?
If it is to be so, then consider
these words
Though perhaps hard to accept - I'm not incidentally,
so easily heard..
Remember the Luxury of Freedom please
Curtailing speech and even
our Thoughts..
who then really considered
what our teachers had taught?
Perhaps too little time
for someone to blame
Dystopian planning
Centuries in the making
this complicit Medical Tyranny
subversive Plandemic faking
a stepping stone to quiet but yet informal
enforcement of 'Year Zero'
or any - 'New Normal'
It all amounts to exactly
the same..
Throughout History different faces, facets and means,
yet it still remains.. Totalitarianism - not quite incognito
The criminal Cabaal,
a not-so hidden enslavement,
For as above, then
so below
For everything we always
held so dear
But for the sake of our loved ones, for all sentient beings
then..
Remember the Luxury of Freedom please
Kurt Hubbard-Beale
kurttravellerhb@gmail.com
June 4 th 2021
During covid 19 lockdown
Think of it, just sense the warm fragrant breeze,
Nothing else brings the spirit
more intense salvation,
of a simple and priceless sensation of Freedom
Our sense that we can all go anywhere, do anything and
at anytime, is slipping..
To kill such a moment we die
a little
we walk a thin line, the space between
being only human, or so
ill at ease, but..
Remember the Luxury of Freedom please
A beauty's whisper, effervescent in your ear, inextricably tied to
scent and tranquil comfort
always present and so near
For flowers, the trees,
And a house by the stream
Did we really think it to be
such an everlasting dream?
If it is to be so, then consider
these words
Though perhaps hard to accept - I'm not incidentally,
so easily heard..
Remember the Luxury of Freedom please
Curtailing speech and even
our Thoughts..
who then really considered
what our teachers had taught?
Perhaps too little time
for someone to blame
Dystopian planning
Centuries in the making
this complicit Medical Tyranny
subversive Plandemic faking
a stepping stone to quiet but yet informal
enforcement of 'Year Zero'
or any - 'New Normal'
It all amounts to exactly
the same..
Throughout History different faces, facets and means,
yet it still remains.. Totalitarianism - not quite incognito
The criminal Cabaal,
a not-so hidden enslavement,
For as above, then
so below
For everything we always
held so dear
But for the sake of our loved ones, for all sentient beings
then..
Remember the Luxury of Freedom please
Kurt Hubbard-Beale
kurttravellerhb@gmail.com
June 4 th 2021
During covid 19 lockdown
..War for Our Souls
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Can’t trust the pro vaxxers, they’re literally insane people!
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UK Column News - 6th August 2021 | UKColumn
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Absolutely chock full of facts and Data😑
https://www.ukcolumn.org/ukcolumn-news/uk-column-news-6th-august-2021
Absolutely chock full of facts and Data😑
Benjamin Fulford – Weekly Geo-Political News and Analysis
https://benjaminfulford.net/author/benjamin-fulford/
As with all narratives on the subject of surviving this New World Order agenda, we wait or we make our conclusions respectively
https://benjaminfulford.net/author/benjamin-fulford/
As with all narratives on the subject of surviving this New World Order agenda, we wait or we make our conclusions respectively
Ode to Earth
Traversing forests, deserts and over plains, baked naked out in the sun,
forlorn, a child sobbing in the rain, or teardrops from heaven falling
Imagine just a moment, futility of time,
scrutinise what balance left for self, for humanity
In an age, a place where passion died,
then we ought not to fail but,
inexplicably blind - we do
Like teardrops falling from heaven, where we played, where we cried
It is not unending this fate, It is of our own making, this mortality
The strangest lie ever conceived - for ourselves by ourselves
Look for truth, push for truth, personal integrity cannot perish
- ever
Break the barriers of our lies
Love seemed to always be the answer, study, practice the middle path,
so engage, indulge in life as best you can
You have got to give it, to receive it anyway
Fill your heart, don't destroy another's,
follow self,
one's own instinct - is sufficient doctrine
It's better by design
Kurt Hubbard-Beale - 2003
kurttravellerhb@gmail.com
Traversing forests, deserts and over plains, baked naked out in the sun,
forlorn, a child sobbing in the rain, or teardrops from heaven falling
Imagine just a moment, futility of time,
scrutinise what balance left for self, for humanity
In an age, a place where passion died,
then we ought not to fail but,
inexplicably blind - we do
Like teardrops falling from heaven, where we played, where we cried
It is not unending this fate, It is of our own making, this mortality
The strangest lie ever conceived - for ourselves by ourselves
Look for truth, push for truth, personal integrity cannot perish
- ever
Break the barriers of our lies
Love seemed to always be the answer, study, practice the middle path,
so engage, indulge in life as best you can
You have got to give it, to receive it anyway
Fill your heart, don't destroy another's,
follow self,
one's own instinct - is sufficient doctrine
It's better by design
Kurt Hubbard-Beale - 2003
kurttravellerhb@gmail.com
Dissolve the Ego
Like ready for life moulded souls,
Trapped in flesh with mortal
brand,
Labelled with name, a social number,
Yet with sanctioned control
by hidden hand
Not necessarily so, it isn't you,
We journey through life
to experience death,
But what one really
- ought now to do,
Is to kill and dissolve the insipid ego..
Yes, that takes presidence now,
in this material realm,
From such perception limitation,
It is so necessary once lost
but - then found
Attention on and to one's self
so then the shedding of
our body's name
There is not really one identity,
all is one part of a greater whole,
You would instinctively know
If you'd only refused to have
- taken on this role
What on earth is in a name?
It most certainly isn't YOU
- that's for sure,
There's no one else to copy
And so therefore,
no one else to blame
The confusion being
I am not this.. this is not me..!
A tonal sound for any given label
So then do not be bound
by notion of a price tag
or in fact at all
- by any branded fable
Of course there is much more to know,
Recall one's own ability
For we are all one piece of
A blueprint of spirituality
Of origin and of Source
Get rid of name forever,
Like a stream absorbing minerals,
to recover, then to see
Resolve, commit to this they said,
Ironically move back to self
And disgard all infatuation
for names are labels
- all but sound,
Of a tone, an endearing frequency.. that we once had
To move higher, back to Source
We intentionally only really need to pay attention on,
be certain to, for all of us
Remember this - emancipation comes..
Once we - Dissolve the Ego.
Kurt Hubbard-Beale
kurttravellerhb@gmail.com
December 28th 2020
During covid 19 lockdown
Like ready for life moulded souls,
Trapped in flesh with mortal
brand,
Labelled with name, a social number,
Yet with sanctioned control
by hidden hand
Not necessarily so, it isn't you,
We journey through life
to experience death,
But what one really
- ought now to do,
Is to kill and dissolve the insipid ego..
Yes, that takes presidence now,
in this material realm,
From such perception limitation,
It is so necessary once lost
but - then found
Attention on and to one's self
so then the shedding of
our body's name
There is not really one identity,
all is one part of a greater whole,
You would instinctively know
If you'd only refused to have
- taken on this role
What on earth is in a name?
It most certainly isn't YOU
- that's for sure,
There's no one else to copy
And so therefore,
no one else to blame
The confusion being
I am not this.. this is not me..!
A tonal sound for any given label
So then do not be bound
by notion of a price tag
or in fact at all
- by any branded fable
Of course there is much more to know,
Recall one's own ability
For we are all one piece of
A blueprint of spirituality
Of origin and of Source
Get rid of name forever,
Like a stream absorbing minerals,
to recover, then to see
Resolve, commit to this they said,
Ironically move back to self
And disgard all infatuation
for names are labels
- all but sound,
Of a tone, an endearing frequency.. that we once had
To move higher, back to Source
We intentionally only really need to pay attention on,
be certain to, for all of us
Remember this - emancipation comes..
Once we - Dissolve the Ego.
Kurt Hubbard-Beale
kurttravellerhb@gmail.com
December 28th 2020
During covid 19 lockdown
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