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10-05-2005, 05:30 PM
Closed hearts
blur our vision

souls die
rejected
imprisoned

incisions made
with contemptuous hearts

leave us open
and pull us apart

voices calling
out of the dark

white winged angels
upon us embark

searching for clarity
and honest revision

embracing our spirit
with graceful precision

out of the depths
of our deepest despair

the angels are speaking
and so we shall dare

to hear of their wisdom
will set our hearts free

open forever
our eyes shalt then see

an immaculate rejection
born from our dignity

freeman
10-05-2005, 09:55 PM
Lovely poem, BA.

10-05-2005, 10:06 PM
Thank you, Freeman!

I do need a place to share some of my writings so I dedicate this thread to me and everyone is invited.

:lol: 8-) :lol: 8-) :lol: 8-)

10-08-2005, 03:08 PM
BURIED

I buried all my writings
in the backyard
under dirt

my knuckles
they were bleeding
and my fingers really hurt

the words were scrawled
like zigs and zags
and I was writing
all night long

the words THEY said
I couldn't write
were turning into song

they're all the evidence
I ever had
so I dug into the dawn

THEY found me
in the morning
sprawled out
across the lawn

THEY took
the shovel
from my hand
and made me
show
THEM where

THEY burned them right
in front
of me
all I
could do
was stare

10-08-2005, 03:10 PM
FREEDOM OF SPEECH

My freedom of speech
was stripped away
when through my poetry
I tried to say

what was going on
in second grade

all it brought
was to my knees
a beg, a bargain
and a plea

don't break my arms
don't hurt my wrists
I know that now
I must resist

the urge to write
and tell the world
what you are doing
to this little girl

10-08-2005, 03:12 PM
PIECES

my childhood
is ragged
and jagged
in fragmented pieces

lying around
in crumbled
up creases

I stumbled
I tumbled
I feel to my knees

leave me alone
I'm begging you
please!

whatever you're doing
I know it's not right
I might be a child
but, I'm gonna fight

someday I'll publish
your sins and much more
someday I promise
I'll settle the score

10-08-2005, 03:15 PM
MY SOUL

I am
what I am
and
I dare try
not to be
your perception
of me

I am
what you see
and
I dare try
not to be
your conception
of me

I am
what I am
and
I dare try
not to deceive
your impression
of me

I am me

a being
from within
not just the flesh
of my skin
nor the lines
on my shell

I am me

and inside
I must dwell
in my own
private hell

10-08-2005, 03:25 PM
MY POETRY

THEY said
that I
could never
share
my poetry
and when
I dared
to tell
the truth
about
my life
my skin
it fell
upon
THEIR knife

the scars
they left
were
over time
years of
abuse
when I
was nine

It was all
a part
of a
bigger plan
the government
and the
ku klux klan

the CIA
and the
FBI
they were
all connected
they all
had ties

no where
to turn
no one
to call
the neighbors
knew
they were all
involved

the Illuminati
is their name
European roots
in the USA

Freemasons
and the
Vatican
the Catholic Church
and the priests
therein

pedophiles
hiding
their sins
masked underneath
their ugly grins

mind control
and torture ruled
splitting off my core ensued

prostitution and pornography
they kept the money
and used me
for FREE

cut my throat
told me
to die
kill myself
commit suicide

programmed me
to be afraid
held mock funerals
to prepare the day

forbidden always
to scream in pain
burned with cigarettes
and called insane

bright lights
were shining
upon my eyes
interrogated
I could not lie

you know not of
the things you do
so kill me now
because I refuse

to live my life
in complacent fear
precious to me
and oh, so dear

God gave me strength
to fight the wrong
he gave me hands
to write the song
he gave me light
to see my way
he helped me through
my every day

when it was dim
he spoke to me
when all alone
he set me free

when it was time
he let me see
my life, my story
my memory

thank you, God
for what you've done
for now I know
I'll see the sun

the dark was shadowing
my every day
I could no longer live
that way

I begged you please
to remove the reins
to lift the weights
and unlock the chains

to hear me sing out
loud and clear
to help me face
my enveloped fear

forgive me, God
for I
have sinned
but do you know
where I have been?

10-10-2005, 12:48 PM
LIKE A BIRD

My father didn't love me
and my mother didn't care;
so I cowered in the corner
when I knew the time was near

when I heard their footsteps coming
I bunched myself into a ball
and with my head between my knees
I would roll into the wall

trapped I knew I was
as their voices followed me
so I truned into a bird
hoping flight would set me free

As I perched myself upon a lamp
very quiet on the shade
they searched the room with peering eyes
that just cut me like a blade

their fingers reached to flip the switch
and when the bulb turn on
it exploded very loudly
and in a second I was gone

I flew into the ceiling
and finding no safe place to land
I turned into a lamp
and on the table I would stand

We don't want to play this game
of cat and mouse with you
so just lie down upon your back
and in a minute we'll be through

It doesn't matter where you hide
there's no place you can go
the doors are locked behind you
and the neighbors
they all know

They'll lead you by the arm
and return you back to us
there's no place like your home
so please don't make a fuss

A hummingbird is what
I decided I would be
small and quite obscure
I would humm them to their knees

as they swatted at their ears
they thought a fly was buzzing through
so they slapped me to the ground
and their hands
they felt like glue

we can play this game all night
if that is your desire
or we'll just get some gasoline
and set your hair on fire

with those words I fell with force
upon our old, green rug
I dug my nails into the fiber
and turned into a bug

they took their foot
and squahsed me down
then they placed me in their hand

I spreaad my wings and took to flight
God had a biggter plan

Thumper
10-10-2005, 10:21 PM
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10-11-2005, 08:41 PM
PREJUDICE

your prejudice lies deep
engrained, embedded
and bequeathed

quietly;
as it seeps

right out
of the hatred
beneath

all of your bigotry


I WEEP

I mourn the existence
of death
it suffocates my every
living breath

it creeps around me
so silently;

dare I weep

at the existence of death
through my every
living breath

freeman
10-11-2005, 09:26 PM
I say it agin. You're a very good poet, BA.
Is it therapeutic for you?
Is it easier for you to deal with past memories this way, like people who stutter who can still sing perfectly?

10-12-2005, 09:13 AM
freeman wrote:
I say it agin. You're a very good poet, BA.
Is it therapeutic for you?
Is it easier for you to deal with past memories this way, like people who stutter who can still sing perfectly?

Yes, Freeman, it is therapeutic and I do want to share, because the interpretation by others probably paints many different pictures of my past.

Like I said before, I was writing poetry at a very young age. In fact, I was the "thought for the day" STAR at my elementary school; however, I believe my writings began to reflect the abuse I was experiencing so I was forbidden to continue.

My creative talents, I guess, were stripped from me because I wasn't allowing them to be used for the purposes for which maybe they had in mind; instead I was writing about THEM.

I was not remembering to forget and putting it into poetry.

I stopped writing for decades and began writing again when my past surfaced after 911.

At first the poems were very dark without much mention of government involvement.

Enough to make my kids shudder. Me, too, when I look back.

They began to evolve into more specific recall over time.

Since I don't have all of my memories, they come out in poetry in bits and pieces. So, yes it it easier.

The really difficult memories sometimes send me to bed for a few days.

I believe many children who are products of this "cult" reference some of their knowledge in their lyrics, but I'm sure, like me, alot of the rest of it was erased through drug-induced amnesia and other methods.

Sorry, for rambling.

Cheers,

10-13-2005, 12:09 PM
NOT IN YOUR WORLD


Not in your world
but
in mine

children abused
by those chosen few
powers they use
leaders accused
they feel amused

still there's no news

not in your world
but
in mine

underground bunkers
tunnels at daycares
who put them there
army corp of engineers

not in your world
but
in mine

turn your cheek
mainstream media
look away
cover distractions
so you can stay
in your powerful jobs
of fortune and fame

retain your name
the one they'll slander
when trying to expose
the attrocities I know

I'm a prisioner of their games
holding in the shame
telling me I was to blame
my alters know your names
my soul still houses pain

not in your world
but
in mine

Project Monarch was its' name
a butterfly still engrained
upon my hand
and on my chest
a Nazi symbol
is where it rests

click your heels
you must salute
the men who wear
black, shiny boots

Heil Hitler
are the words
the ones you say
they must be heard

cloaks and daggers
masks on their face
satanic rituals
at that Bohemian place

not in your world
but
in mine

10-15-2005, 12:36 AM
I found this in my word program one day:

'tis Friday...

My friends, tilt your head up to the sky and breath in, real deep. It's a good life we lead...

VILE TEMPTRESS

Was it Sonoma?

My saddened soul can't be sure as it longs.

The room's chalky walls now echo silence.

Absent her intellect.

Begging her fire.

Pomona? Corona?

Somewhere she's singing her praises.

Railing at Springsteen, going down swinging.

Dumped on again just to

Rearm her muse.

Her child-like fervor and drama,

Her sleeve-borne angst and new poet's heart

Left a chill hole in our midst

When she ran off somewhere...

Sonoma, I think...

Yeah, Sonoma (I think.)

10-15-2005, 12:54 AM
I am not sure, but I believe Socrates was the "Seeker of Truth." So am I. I always was and always will be. At times it is an asset of which I am most humbled to possess. Likewise, it can be a liability, especially to those whom I engage in my quest to uncover the truth.

I understand the reluctance of others to want to speak. An embarrassing past does not make for a very pleasant conversation. However, one must remember their past first before they can leave it behind. This was the dilemna I faced all of my life. An amnesic mind cannot forget what it does not remember.

One must know why they are hurting before they can wash away their sorrow. One must be able to identify their sadness before they can embrace happiness. One must understand their roots before they can pass on their legacy.

The process has not been an easy one, but I am not alone in my struggle to incorporate the childhood atrocities that were inflicted upon me into my being. I have support now. There are people who believe in me.

The madness that exists in our world and amongst some of our leaders was not easy for me to digest when I was a child and is even more difficult now that I have children of my own. My vision of our country/world is skewed. It is tainted by my knowledge, but knowledge equals power and in some way my knowledge will effect change. It has to. Otherwise, there is no reason for me to have it.

It is not easy to feel safe if your government is your enemy due to the knowledge you posses of their corrupt activities while being victimized in a CIA mind control program sexually, physically and emotionally. I was abused by men in our country who call themselves leaders and I suffered and prevailed in the name of freedom. I suffered and prevailed in the name of the "Constitution of the United States of America."

I did not suffer for naught!! I did not survive for naught! I will not let my sacrifice for our country be in vain.

Perserverance knows no boundaries. It is the true test of time.

At times, I feel blessed to have survived and at other times I am insanely angry at my mother and father's history and my govenrment's betrayal of me. The anger wanes when the absolute truth of God's guidance is upon me and his protection surrounds me just as he did when I was a child. AS a child, justice was all I wanted. As an adult, justice is still my ultimate goal.

Not just for me. But for all!

10-15-2005, 02:14 AM
Stop whinning about your plight, BA. You think you've had it rough?

You have not the slightest clue what it took for this Christian to break into your 'inner circles'.

I don't give two rat turds about the Illuminati! I want them annihilated from the face of the Earth!

If you are free, then great. But I suggest that you become a Christian. Because if you are not on His side, you will be destroyed just as every other Illuminist.

Don't whine about your past to me! The Illuminati is going to be in the lowest circle of hell! And I mean to help them along in their journey just as quickly as possible!

Woe, woe, woe to them! For they have destroyed the earth!

10-15-2005, 11:01 AM
Excuse me, Fra, Oh Mighty One, but I'm not whining to you!!!

10-15-2005, 11:10 AM
Break into my "inner circle."

Yep, that's about what you have accomplished.

"Breaking and Entering."

An unwanted INTRUDER!!!

igwt
10-15-2005, 01:31 PM
fra_nothing wrote:
Stop whinning about your plight, BA. You think you've had it rough?

You have not the slightest clue what it took for this Christian to break into your 'inner circles'.

I don't give two rat turds about the Illuminati! I want them annihilated from the face of the Earth!

If you are free, then great. But I suggest that you become a Christian. Because if you are not on His side, you will be destroyed just as every other Illuminist.

Don't whine about your past to me! The Illuminati is going to be in the lowest circle of hell! And I mean to help them along in their journey just as quickly as possible!

Woe, woe, woe to them! For they have destroyed the earth!

Which denomination do you belong to?

10-17-2005, 07:16 PM
CONTRAST!!

"Politics is not about power. Politics is not about money. Politics is not about winning for the sake of winning. Politics is about the improvement of people's lives. It's about advancing the cause of peace and justice in our country and in our world. Politics is about doing well for people." Senator Paul Wellstone (D-MN); 1944-2002

"It is from numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring those ripples build a current which can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance." Robert F. Kennedy, speaking before the largest integrated audience ever assembled in Cape Town, June 6, 1966


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"Look, our strategy is to create chaos, to create a vacuum...We will export death and violence to the four corners of the earth in defense of our great nation." President George W Bush, 2002.

"If we let our vision of the world go forth (PNAC), and we embrace it entirely, and we donít try to piece together clever diplomacy but just wage total war, our children will sing great songs about us years from now." Richard Perle, Chairman, Bush Defense Policy Board- called by Beltway insiders 'The Prince of Darkness.'

10-23-2005, 03:22 AM
!!

Just bumping!!

Sterilization in process!!

10-24-2005, 11:08 PM
I don't know
I might be wrong
but I'm singing like a bird
and it's a beautiful song

I'm singin' like a bird
and I'm flyin' oh so free
I'm singin' like a bird
and it's me
yeah, it's me

ain't nobody gonna stop me now
cause I scraped and I clawed
and I'm on top of the clouds

been down through the rabbit hole
came out the other end
went through the looking glass
with Alice and friends

spent some time with Peter Pan
went over the rainbow
in Oz Land

did some runnin' through the woods
just a wolf on my own
but I'm back in the game
and they won't own my soul

couldn't take my brain
wouldn't give them my heart
ain't never gonna part
with what belongs to me
I'm singin' like a bird
and I'm free
yes, I'm free

torchithill
10-24-2005, 11:11 PM
"Look, our strategy is to create chaos, to create a vacuum...We will export death and violence to the four corners of the earth in defense of our great nation." President George W Bush, 2002.

YES, THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT YOUR STRATEGY IS.

torchithill
10-24-2005, 11:12 PM
WELL IT IS HER SITE