A Song for a Sovereign Era

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As strands of severed lives
Slip, let loose their tenuous thread
Anxiety, fear and criminal dread
Hold fast no more their morbid jives.

Was all a dream or nightmare felt?
Did weird turn to wonder?
Did these heinous lies allow their plunder
Or are we heading fast to light, to melt?

Now is the time we rise and feel
The turning tides of centuries drown
And witness all travesty taken down
Replaced by Sovereign real.

I yearn to hold my brothers’ hand
My sisters, mothers, fathers, bold
Enwrapped in love, abundance, joy unfold
‘Tis now the time, the hour for such a band.

No one, no thing, can sever such
Our unity, once small, now huge
Broadcasts wide a magical deluge
From here on in, never too much.

Those croaking “More slavery, please”
Will soon have eyes and ears cracked
When realising the wrong horse they backed
And all awake, savouring sweet release.

So, gird your loins, bring out the sword
Of Truth whose clarion none can dispute
As Freedom true and strong is our root
As Equity is our bond and word

The sun is rising, the mists do clear
We’re laying ground for all to hear
The criminals, the murderers all
We’ll mete out justice, see them fall.

This year will ripen, fecund in growth,
Just feel the richness of life and joy both
Returning freedom, long held in store
For that glorious moment ever more

Bless us all, may light return
And with it all our hopes transpire
For what we have and what we hold
Will for all eternity be told.

©2022 Jonathan Trapman

‘Twas The Night Before Christmas…

T’was the night before Christmas when all thru the House
Not a criminal MP was able to grouse
Their pay checks hung in their pockets fair
In the hope that St Bill soon’ll be there

Their acolyte promoters, collusional Heads
Dreamed visions of kick backs and full hospitals beds.
An’ Bojo with mop head filling all with his crap
Just settled down for his last winter’s nap

When out in the square there arose such a clamour
They all spring from their seats to see what was the matter.
Away to the windows, they tore like a flash
Tore open their privileged entitlements stash

The moon on the breast of the new formed show
Gave a lustre of light to those gathered below,
When what to their horror and gaze did appear
But a vehicle named PUB and ten thousand nightmares

Led by a warrior so bold, so wily and wry
They knew in that moment their luck had run dry
More rapid than eagles, this army rolled on
As all of them urged each to stay strong.

“Come Forces so mighty, Come Freedom from Hell
On Justice, On Peace, Come ring out that Bell
To the Sovereign in each, we storm the City of Crime
Now crash the old system, crash to dust so fine.

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly
When they meet with such obstacles, mount to the sky
So blasting the criminals, murderers all
With a stash full of charges, that’ll lay them low and fall.

In a twinkling we heard throughout the land
The screams of defendants, such a wretched band
And all drew a breath at the wonder revealing
Colluders, criminals and cowards left reeling.

Their eyes how they sunk, their complexion so haggard
Their faces bled dry, knowing how they were buggered
Their wimpish mouths pinched hard from their lies
Now curled and curved, filled with excreta from flies

The stump of their pipe dreams held so fast in their hope
The stench of deception, was there for all to gloat
The excess of selfishness, greed and advantage
Now turned to terror of the people’s blinding rage

T’was BoJo, Twitty, Wanky, Imbalance, Fergie all
Would soon make us joyful at their imminent fall
A knowing glance to the rest who are all for the chop
Gave a nation the reason to cheer non-stop.

The criminals, in unison spoke not a word,
Save Boris shouting, “I’ll expose all these turds!”
“We’ve heard all your lies,” the people cried. “Your promises too.
All’s left for us now is to flush y’all down the loo!”

The nation, as one, sprang to their feet,
Crying freedom for all, and sovereignty sweet
Energy released, peace and hope now rewarded,
Coloured the dawn of a New Year, so long dream’t, now afforded.

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Jabbed Frogs Against the Future

It’s a curious thing life, just as the boiling frogs find, that as the inexorable draws closer, the greater the dissonance to reality.

Watching one’s fellow beings being drawn into even deeper and deeper ignorance and denial is a pathetic spectacle. When we are such magnificent beings within, like a chrysalis awaiting that moment of release, so many have stagnated, become still born to the beauty that awaits.

Yet, that is life and all its multifaceted choices arrayed for us to choose from. The sweetie shop is stacked to the gunnels, yet the low hanging fruit of compliance is the first port of call without even the use of a compass for direction. This choice is then marketed by the devils incarnate as the war cry for the many:

“Jab, Jab, Jab!” and more jabs.

A third “booster” is inevitable. 30 million desired? 30 million obvious death culls

Yes. of course such predictions will be hammered as conspiracy, yet pretty much all the so called CTs have been proven correct. Luckily for those perpetrating these evils, their subjects are so conditioned by now that you could tell then the moon is made of cheese and they would agree.

Are these the fellow human family we all recognise on some sane level? Well, if it has arrived at this then perhaps the culling of the downright dumb is in the greater divine plan. For no progress can be evolved to a greater awareness, if masses of these utterly ponerised people are floating around like some mass detritus in a Saragossa Sea of mental flotsam and jetsam devoid of content. No point in addressing any climate anomalies until we have sorted the human anomaly of crass stupidity.

Everyone of us who are witnessing the reality of the perpetrators’ mass culling, total lies and fraud are more than witnesses to travesties so global it would in any other age be jaw dropping. Here it has become some 21st century Twilight Zone experience we all are piled into, without release.

Two major world wars have handed down witness to the depraved human condition when pressed into action. The massive death tolls almost serve as some kind of grotesque football score on our ability to score the own goals of sheer baseness. Yet even this, for the pitiful few that imagine they control us, is not enough in their plan to exterminate all the useless eaters they imagine we are.

For all those that question “Who are they?” Well time spent in research will reveal the long tentacles of such control.

However, it is not all doom and gloom. We have been led to believe that the tyrant is all powerful, because of what he dictates. This is a mirage, an illusion, yet so forcefully fed, we believe it. Telling something enough times that it will become belief is an old adage, yet our lack and use of critical faculties, belies this incandescent lie.

So many love to spread the hand me downs of propaganda as some kind of proof they are subjugating us to, yet all we are doing by such repetition is handing round the vomit we are fed, by the very powers we rail against.

There is no knowledge nor wisdom in doing such things, it merely points to the proclivity of empty action. For those of us who wish for change, who desire to drive that change, it requires a committed effort fo reform, reshape and reconstruct dynamic, purposeful change of how our very lives are conducted.

It is not useful to throw the baby out with the bathwater, yet to analyse, filter everything we have taken as useful and life constructing is imperative. Group and community construction and effort is essential. Yet when our lives have been forced into a position where community is destroyed, where family and extended family have been seen as the problem and decimated, we most certainly have a task ahead of us. Not insuperable, yet mighty.

There is much that is in formation. So many avenues where progress is being forged, yet to expect all these avenues to be fully paved, thoroughly finished to a level where we can just all partake without effort is naive at best and foolish at next best.

When we talk about all of us forging our collective and personal futures it means just that. It is a constant work in progress, yet so many expect it all to be laid out, ordained and complete. Such dreamscape desires are utterly fanciful, yet in the world we are leaving behind it has been the dream fed by those, our captors.

The first and swiftest action is to withdraw compliance, support and interaction with the powers we wish to see gone. For many that means cutting the lifelines to survival dependency on the very state we have suckled under for our whole lives.

In the voting booth it means not going there ever again. That might sound counter intuitive, from the point of view that our vote counts and makes a difference. Tell me when in history that ever bore fruit. You see everything they have traduced on us has been BS, lies and coercive connivance. That is precisely why we need to withdraw all our support.

These actions do not come readily to everyone, yet these are the actions and superlative actions demanded in this 3rd World War. If you do not believe we are engaged fully in a 3rd World War then best trot off and get all the jabs you can. of course there is a very good strategy in taking it a step at a time. No point burning out bridges before we have covered our retreat. These are individual decisions made through strategy not fear.

For all those wishing to research and embrace the new Era, under the Common Law of these islands, then a good start is to read everything around the Universal Community Trust Treaty and how this treaty, since 2012 has been the ratified treaty offering all sovereign beings the power of their own authority and place in a world free from tyranny, usurped power and terror.

The fear of cutting ties, dependancy and adherence to tyranny is a big one for most as the response often is “Well, what if they come after me and my family?” In short, to believe they have any authority over you is a fallacy. Of course you need to pluck up all the courage and conviction, and you have to face these false representatives off. Doing through letters is far better than direct confrontation. Any trespass onto your sacred turf is illegal. They need to be warned of that.

The self educational side of all this is not able to be handled in this article. Follow those who are specifically doing this and one reference for that is the blog of one of the mightiest, most successful individuals who has been for over a decade a leading exemplar of these actions – The Bernician.

Wishing to join other likeminded souls who are forging the future, rather than regurgitating the same old, then I suggest you gather round the camp fire of The Freedom Cycle Chat on Telegram. Here future blue prints are being forged and encouraged.

We are family, in all shades of that comprehension. More importantly we are all human, thus our endeavours are for each and every one of us. May we all rise to that great gift of being here, creating a far better world and sharing it with love, humanity, compassion and empathy for all.