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CONTINUED...UK Column News - 9th August 2021 17:17 - Do Not Question Science Because That's Unscientific Apparently
UK Column News - 9th August 2021 41:46 - No Safety or Any Other Data But Booster Roll Out Anyway

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Haaretz Article: - https://bit.ly/3lPHf3Q

P&J Article: - https://bit.ly/3iv1B0a


An admission that “you are the guinea pig if you take this.”! “not enough data on the safety and effectiveness” but it seems that it is safer and desperately needed to rush this out. Disagreeing on the age range too! Why trust all of this nonsense?!
Tyranny of the Self




Bllood oath conception 

of such stupidity and fixation 

cellular bloodline fictional plot

It is only Tyranny, 

it just depends 

on our perception

does it not? 


Where is its Lie, its origin ? 


Their False prophecy is its form 

Yet, according to the dogma, 

a ploy

apparent continuance, 

incessant destruction nonsense in

- ad nauseum..


Arrived a moment of messianic 

ordained revelation, 

the point of no return, 

Of those insisting upon control

- yet no, time still to learn? 


So, humanity

ought to be imprisoned 

here already then you'd think 


The writing, rewriting of, 

a principled concept for us all

so twisted and abberated 

The opposite of everything, 

Inverted always, 

this their Modus Operandi, 

common denominator 

of all things crass 

and negative and dumb despair

 

So it was then to be - 

their Lies that stuck so fast to man 


An Historical glancing rear view 

might otherwise reveal its own 

slight of hand proposal 

And the dastardly deception  

of a few 

Orchestrated by 'elite' 

rubbing shoulders with them breeds deciet, if you know of any, 

Things are often built upon 

playing tricks on the minds

of the many


We, susceptable and suggestible, 

Our perception tho, records action and reaction

recalls trauma, naturally

But it is the lie that sticks

and so it should apparently 


Ordo Ab Chao 

Tyranny besieging us, 

humble and ashamed 

open eyes open third eye, 

thus we perceive 


Archaic, ancient Gnosticism, 

subconscious being drawn unto 

a barbaric and implanted 

Elite despotic game, 

since long ago

If you just look 

you might see 


According to those there, 

that watched and listened, 

a light of all source was speaking, 


Nazorean Essene. 


..There was once, one such 

enlightened being

 

By hard faught instruction, 

the travel to another land 

the corridor between a place 

where many freed the chains of mind, then practiced, maintaining truth, speaking it, practiced all


For those that would listen, 

entertain its truth, 

the spark of divinity

offered with the hand 


Reigning pact of insipid collusion, 

coercion; used and took the easy way, 


unlasting satisfaction, rigid animosity 

Yet with it more karma still, 

insatiable brutal appetites

simplistic arbitrary reasoning

brought rough justice censorship 

such necessary sacrifice ?


Call into question

everything you think you know, 

Time is of the essence 

untruths quickly sold to us

then history rewritten - why

unhindered, dictated thus

consistently taught - programmed lies 


Their rituals still go on today, 

it is after all, 

the same old Yin-Yang complexity

balance in everything we say

but intangible to them

hellbent, fixated with their oath

The present riddle of the ages, 

they will not walk the middle 

way, 

It certainly is - not their path 


But trust in love the truth of us, 

those that have not given up

Our spark - a promised

and enlightened, 

native state of being 


Cyclic birth, rebirth, 

but innate still yet within

It will not ever, could not, 

fully disappear


The fourth dimension yet a construct

of agreed upon consideration, 

their time will come, 

It nears them now, 

The unspoken rule - by them, 

creating their own redemption tho

And know it yet instinctively

 

what was always known

their own spark of divinity 

was certainly foretold 

they ruled against it, 

against themselves 

though hitherto unknown 


For, what we do, we inherit 

It therefore will be so

all could see and witness, 

Civilised man's integrity 

- Testament to unfold 


Don't we see the irony ? 


Satanic forces suffering 

Malignant and devisive 

bad lazy engineering, 

inevitably facilitates 

the self destruction 

gone against


The law of source, native state

murdering of Self, just insane

that which was so proudly formed

in the noble image of 

Enigmatic, ever present 

Source of one, of us all 


To wit:

We are on a path of those 

that came before, 

passing through all abject fear,
Tyranny of the Self




Bllood oath conception 

of such stupidity and fixation 

cellular bloodline fictional plot

It is only Tyranny, 

it just depends 

on our perception

does it not? 


Where is its Lie, its origin ? 


Their False prophecy is its form 

Yet, according to the dogma, 

a ploy

apparent continuance, 

incessant destruction nonsense in

- ad nauseum..


Arrived a moment of messianic 

ordained revelation, 

the point of no return, 

Of those insisting upon control

- yet no, time still to learn? 


So, humanity

ought to be imprisoned 

here already then you'd think 


The writing, rewriting of, 

a principled concept for us all

so twisted and abberated 

The opposite of everything, 

Inverted always, 

this their Modus Operandi, 

common denominator 

of all things crass 

and negative and dumb despair

 

So it was then to be - 

their Lies that stuck so fast to man 


An Historical glancing rear view 

might otherwise reveal its own 

slight of hand proposal 

And the dastardly deception  

of a few 

Orchestrated by 'elite' 

rubbing shoulders with them breeds deciet, if you know of any, 

Things are often built upon 

playing tricks on the minds

of the many


We, susceptable and suggestible, 

Our perception tho, records action and reaction

recalls trauma, naturally

But it is the lie that sticks

and so it should apparently 


Ordo Ab Chao 

Tyranny besieging us, 

humble and ashamed 

open eyes open third eye, 

thus we perceive 


Archaic, ancient Gnosticism, 

subconscious being drawn unto 

a barbaric and implanted 

Elite despotic game, 

since long ago

If you just look 

you might see 


According to those there, 

that watched and listened, 

a light of all source was speaking, 


Nazorean Essene. 


..There was once, one such 

enlightened being

 

By hard faught instruction, 

the travel to another land 

the corridor between a place 

where many freed the chains of mind, then practiced, maintaining truth, speaking it, practiced all


For those that would listen, 

entertain its truth, 

the spark of divinity

offered with the hand 


Reigning pact of insipid collusion, 

coercion; used and took the easy way, 


unlasting satisfaction, rigid animosity 

Yet with it more karma still, 

insatiable brutal appetites

simplistic arbitrary reasoning

brought rough justice censorship 

such necessary sacrifice ?


Call into question

everything you think you know, 

Time is of the essence 

untruths quickly sold to us

then history rewritten - why

unhindered, dictated thus

consistently taught - programmed lies 


Their rituals still go on today, 

it is after all, 

the same old Yin-Yang complexity

balance in everything we say

but intangible to them

hellbent, fixated with their oath

The present riddle of the ages, 

they will not walk the middle 

way, 

It certainly is - not their path 


But trust in love the truth of us, 

those that have not given up

Our spark - a promised

and enlightened, 

native state of being 


Cyclic birth, rebirth, 

but innate still yet within

It will not ever, could not, 

fully disappear


The fourth dimension yet a construct

of agreed upon consideration, 

their time will come, 

It nears them now, 

The unspoken rule - by them, 

creating their own redemption tho

And know it yet instinctively

 

what was always known

their own spark of divinity 

was certainly foretold 

they ruled against it, 

against themselves 

though hitherto unknown 


For, what we do, we inherit 

It therefore will be so

all could see and witness, 

Civilised man's integrity 

- Testament to unfold 


Don't we see the irony ? 


Satanic forces suffering 

Malignant and devisive 

bad lazy engineering, 

inevitably facilitates 

the self destruction 

gone against


The law of source, native state

murdering of Self, just insane

that which was so proudly formed

in the noble image of 

Enigmatic, ever present 

Source of one, of us all 


To wit:

We are on a path of those 

that came before, 

passing through all abject fear,
For, it was just that, it couldn't kill 

at least though not - forever, 

that which is indestructible, 

but by default, so then naturally, 

bear witness clear and strong

so it too will 

as with all things 

that are 

and of - divine;


of course though and auspiciously

 

This it shall remain 



Kurt Hubbard-Beale 
kurttravellerhb@gmail.com 
During covid 19 lockdown 
July 2020
Ludicrously funny.