Motstandspoesi

Nyhetsspeilet er glade for å presentere vår nye medhjelper og venn fra Northern Resistance. Jeg (Armin) og sikkert flere tusen andre har hentet mye informasjon og inspirasjon fra dette nettstedet til Atle, som var en av de første ordentlige norske motstandsnettsider mot den nye verdensorden.

Til dere som måtte ergre dere over at motstandspoesien er skrevet på engelsk; Ta det opp med utdanningsministeren for det er andrespråket som vi blir påtvunget allerede i tredje klasse.

What time is it?

Awake, it seemed, though not to bright,

the moon and stars the light of night,

The moonlight fell forlorn and cold,

upon the ages of the old,

What time is it? What’s next to come?

Where are the souls all coming from?

The end of time, what else is there?

Are you and I truly here?

Cloaked in questions, wisdom showed,

I felt the thoughts of others flow,

The night was mad with love and fear,

I bent my consciousness to hear,

How can this be, am I not me?

Are you and I infinity?

Moaning trees the wind made sound,

They told me what their roots had found,

A simple truth yet so profound,

My brain was choking, thought was drowned,

I knew that matter came from mind,

Inner space became aligned,

Third eye was no longer blind,

Reality was redefined ..

My Creation

This is my creation

truth to every sovereign nation

with limitless imagination

we could have a utiopian civilization

with a sense of intelligence

and a rightous tense vengance

No more false flag terror operations

no more biased media monopoly situations

no more politically motivated assasinations

no more secret underground bases

or fake moonlanding cases

only joy on the faces of all the races

Don’t be a product – tare down the construct

unless we all will be confined

in a microchip reality that has been designed

to narrow our experience of the mind

and end freedom of thought for humankind

Angelic Soldiers

Solitude in a crowded place

Living hand to mouth in the rat race

Blood is boiling from frustration

Trapped in an alien nation

Runaway slave from the ignorance plantation

Angelic soldiers spreading truth underground

Revolutionary love is the truth that I found

True tale of real men and mice

This is a true tale of real men and mice,

of people who’s only desire is a handful of rice,

I can hear them in my dreams, I wake from their cries,

Do you enjoy all your bling-bling while everything dies?

Is it nice to live your life on some twisted black lies?

Picture your brothers and sisters in tears,

they’ve gone hungry their whole life and nobody cares,

Can you blame them for wanting what’s rightfully theirs?

Will you turn the blind eye for the next coming years?

Or stand up to injustice, stand up to your fears…

I’m scared of the future – what eternity brings,

but take me to tyrants and rulers and kings,

I’ll show them a mirror and make sure that it stings,

and if that aint enough to bring down these dark rings,

I’ll take away their life before the fat lady sings…

There is no more mystery, we know who’s to blame,

Worlds apart, yet still they’re the same,

“The best of the best” have got no shame,

If you ain’t a player – you’ll still lose this game,

just dont sell your soul for money and fame…

After the sunrise and until the day,

Over the mountains and far far away,

High above the oceans and under the bay,

If you look real hard and long enough they say,

you might find the green meadow where freedom lay…

Apathy, ignorance, our earth Gaia in flames,

for some greedy old white men and their silly games,

Think my story is harsh, does not fit in your frames?

I dont care ’bout your feelings – I’ll strap up and take aims,

– Johnny said theres a man riding ’round taking names…

No Limitation

No limitation is true

unless the creator are you

Life’s just a ride

Be your own guide

The color of yellow are blue

Truth only comes from within

do not think you are what you’ve been

Emotions and mind

Makes knowing confined

Observe and let consciousness win

What makes you different from me

is just from which point that you see

There is no seperation

This is all preparation

To what we are destined to be

If you know you can fly you can fly

if you think you will die you will die

It’s mind over matter

Ignore all the chatter

And soon we will call ourselves I..

Information Transformation

This is an information transformation of intercosmic radiation

You may call it speculation but our salvation is in the continuation of mind liberation

There’s an intervention convention regarding our soul redemption

and the confession is in the expression not the impression

The cosmic day manifestation deserves an investigation

as the zodiacal esoteric system reserves comprehention

The celestial prophecy is that the aristocracy-plutocracy

will be replaced by either technocracy-plutocracy or the first true democracy

The consequence of ionospheric electromagnetic frequency contingency

is of relevance to the deliverance of non-dualistic harmony emergency

Your World

Your world is controlled by a handful of people

who consider you their property, slaves and their sheeple,

They are the puppet masters who make presidents dance to their tune,

and they think they own your DNA, this planet and the moon,

Three major companys own all western media outlets,

they push their doctrines on the CEO’s, the results are doubtless,

Propaganda, fear mongering, they’re manufacturing consent,

if the masses don’t buy it they will make an event,

The Patriot Act makes it illegal to see beyond the veil,

Make a future for your children – let’s brake free from this jail,

I’m the benevolent avenger for the secrets of the sand,

I see truth through the terror and it takes me to the promised land,

This is an information war and a spiritual battle

for equality of mankind we don’t have to be cattle,

No snowflake ever felt responsible in an avalanche,

Let’s brake the neocon shackles and give truth a chance,

Freedom is the absence of fears,

I see through fake smiles and crocodile tears,

And it’s not about how intelligent you are,

it’s all about what you choose to focus on,

Distractions are created all around

to keep us from seeing what’s really going on,

The populous are victims of dire manipulation,

Newsreaders call the new world order for globalization,

There’s a thousand people hacking at the branches of evil

to the one hacking at the root,

And the true definition of radical is the one who’s attacking

the problem at the root …

Could it all be planned …

Could it all be planned the way we walk through life so ignorant

Could there be a reason why the youth is acting militant

Could it be they see a truth that leads to one conclusion

if the masses want to escape the gasses we need a revolution

History repeats itself, this is all historical

and you can read this shallowly and think I’m metaphorical

Or you can listen to your soul and try to understand

the reason why, the masterplan written by the hidden hand

It is not hard just open up and you will start to learn

if we dont act responsibly soon we all will burn

I know this seems too much and I aint trying to spread fear

but we must raise our fist and say we does not want this evil here

When we start to realise that we have been betrayed

Our leaders all have sold us out our freedoms been delayed

do not look down and cry but know that we have got a choice

to tell them Let Us Go with one big unified earthly voice

To the Top of the Pyramid

Seems you’re stuck with you

Your mind is full of MTV

I can’t get through this wall I see

Guess I’ll never know

What you could have been to me

So wave goodbye and wish me well

I’m headed for the top of the pyramid

I am going to hell

With an AK in one hand and a pen in the other

I’ll be highly irregular cannon fodder

With a “nu-clear” bomb wrapped around my guts

Time will prosecute the people saying I’m nuts

I got no time to spend on all of you with eyes wide shuts

But remember, should I disappear or do a Cobain

just know the CIA or Mossad’s been active again