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NOESIS NOESEOS COGITO ERGO SUM
VENI VIDI VICI MMlX MIA STATA LIBERATA SONO LIBERO. >>> I have knowledge OF knowledge I think therefore I AM. I came eye saw I conquered in 2009 I was set free, I AM FREE.
This is the beginning of the new times >>> . ROMAN.
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Noesis Noeseos Cogito Ergo sum
Veni Vidi Vici MMlX
Mia stata liberata
I WOKE UP one morning,
As the new day was dawning.
I get dressed, it's a new day
I felt humbled and blessed.
I look through the window to see what eye can see,
A raging storm
Was on a heading >>> towards me.
I leave my room,
I hear a noise a big loud 🔊 BOOM!
I go down stairs I step outside,
There are elements in the air
2 different worlds are about to collide.
I stayed calm, I said GOD DAMN!
Then came the wind and then came the rain,
In 28 minutes time
My life would never be the same again.
I hit the road I headed for town,
Rain on my face
My head bowed down.
Then I look to the skies and what a surprise a magnificent rainbow 🌈
A thousand feet high.
It sprung from left to right over the river,
Made my spine tingle and shiver.
It touched the Earth side to side,
To my delight
I could not hide.
The colours were so bright and clear,
I reached up and touched it
As it was so close and near.
Then as it faded away,
I thought to myself
What a brilliant start to the day.
I kept walking along singing a song
Hoping that this day belong.
Then all of a sudden there's a big flash of light,
I was actually blinded
I closed my eyes tight.
I thought again what's happened here,
There was no speed camera near.
There were cars going past,
They weren't travelling fast.
So what could it be?
I was shocked
The storm was chasing me.
An event on the Earth's horizon took place,
As I stopped and wondered
A thunder ⚡ bolt 🔩 lit up my face.
By JUPITER by lighting eye was struck,
And it wasn't by luck.
It was the right time the right place,
The storm knew
Who to chase.
My eyes were flashed my pupils were slashed as the thunder and lighting around me clashed.
It's a date I'll always remember,
Second of December.
And now I AM the anointed christ of paradise no longer lost.
As I alone walk upon this Earth's ground,
By the Gods of ancient Rome
I have been blessed and found.
My journey to the afterlife has been signed and sealed,
Enter the Welsh Red Dragon new times Roman
Flaming through the star 🌟 studded gates of the elysium field.
For on that glorious Victorius stormy morning in England my soul was set 🆓,
By the mother of invention when she took a film 🎥 rolling thunder lightning ⚡ speed flash 📸 camera panoramic supersonic flash bang mother fucking photograph of me. Ad astra to the stars eye can see, I'm on destiny's course to fulfil a written off prophecy. P S please stop it was a pleasure shock. As she come so quick she gave me a kiss and a squeeze, now only for my beautiful GODDESS I will bow my head and fall to my knees. Hallelujah 🙌 it's Godmother.
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Champion of Wales
Henry the 5th The Warrior King of England
Born in Wales,
Set off to France
With Ships and Sails.
With Brave Men they marched through France,
With Bows and Arrors
Horses amd Lance.
They Marched for months they were on their knees,
Lost many men through illness and disease
As they fought their way through France
Led by shining crescent of the Welsh Fleur De Lys
But when they arrived at Agincourt,
The men were tired
They could march no more.
So they set up a camp in the cold wet and damp,
The dark knight before the battle
Hari dressed as a tramp.
He wanted to see if the men were still loyal,
Would they fight
for a Welsh/English King Royal.
And he wasn't disappointed,
There arrows were sharp
Ready and time pointed.
The Battle was on St. Crispin's Day,
And Hari did say
That he proudly wore a Leek
On St David's Day.
Then as the new sun rose,
Hari's rag tag army stood firm
Shoulder to Soldier toes to foes
Henry the 5th
Spread out like an English Rose.
As the French Army massed
Their numbers grew,
but Hari showed no fear
He was with his band of brothers
They were the happy few.
They dug in a trench,
and faced the French.
The Battle begun.
As the Welsh Archers strained upon the start,
they were about to rout
and rip the French apart.
Like Dragons roaring at the sticks,
Pulling back long bows
the strong arms and twisted hips.
The game was afoot,
The France Cavalry was about to be carved up
Shot in the foot.
Then upon the Charge their arrows were set free,
in the year 14/15 it was to be
A most famous English + Welsh Victory.
The French advanced in haste,
Many lives they would soon waste.
In a narrow field they were penned,
Thousands of French lives
Came to a bloody end.
Once more! to breach their friends once more! and we'll build a wall with our brothers that lay dead,
This is it over the top show no mercy
Like mad men facing a sea of blood red.
in the Year 1415
Then rising and charging from a deep cut gorge,
They cried for Hari of Wales
England and Saint George.
Game on for the band of brothers on the run,
Men at arms man at war
The man slaughter and royal murder had begun.
As all the French King's men
were knocked off their prancing horse,
After a direct hit from an archway of storming arrows
Was the key and direction to seal the Battles fatal course.
For there lay Princes dying and crying next to their whole riddled page,
With no time to pray they lost the day
On a sacrificial mind altered stage.
The fallen ones were departed and dis-membered where they fell,
After the hard rain of burning arrows
That blacked out the sun
Were unleashed from a frozen hell.
Chasing and tasting death for victory,
To be not to be
The final chapter for this new times old shakes fear story.
Then as the screams and smell of death lingered,
ENDTIME for the old antique French King
He was dusted and finished
he 2 fingered.
Game over for the French they had to yield,
Famous English/Welsh Victory
As they were given time to withdraw
Their fallen ranks from the blood soaked soil
Of the murdering Earth killing field.
This once great army took a terrible slaughter,
now Hari was the one
Who demanded a ransom
He wanted the French King's Daughter.
And until Hari of wales saw Catherine of France
He would not leave,
Although he was a brutal king warrior
He wore his kind heart on his sleeve.
And so a meeting was set,
for a meeting of minds
Where about to be met.
And when Hari saw her his heart she did snatch,
As they played a game of tennis
They were a perfect pair
They were a LOVE match.
And they married after a wild romance,
For a new history in the making
When a Welshman became King of England and of France.
Diolch thank you oh MERCY1
NOESIS NOESEOS COGITO ERGO SUM
I woke up one morning
as the new day was dawning.
I get dressed
it’s a new day I felt humbled and blessed.
I look through the window to see what I could see
a raging storm >>> on a heading towards me.
I leave my room
I hear a noise I hear a big loud BOOM !
I go down stairs I step outside
there are elements in the air
two different worlds are about to collide.
I stayed calm
I said GOD#DAMN !
Then came the wind and then came the rain
in 28 minutes time
my life would never the same again.
I hit the road I headed for town
rain on my face
my head bowed down.
Then I look to the skies and what a surprise
a magnificent rainbow a thousand feet high.
It sprung from left to right over the river
made my spine tingle and shiver.
It touched the Earth side to side
to my delight I could not hide.
The colours were so bright and clear
I reached up and touched it
as it was so close and near.
Then as it faded away
I thought to myself
what a brilliant start to the day.
I kept walking along singing a song hoping that this day belong.
Then all of a sudden there’s a big flash of light *
I was actually blinded I closed my eyes tight.
I thought again what’s happened here
there was no speed camera near.
There were cars going past
they weren’t travelling fast.
So what could it be ?
EYE was shocked the storm was chasing me.
An event on the Earth’s horizon took place
as I stopped and wondered
a thunderbolt lit up my face.
By Jupiter by lightning EYE was struck
and it wasn’t by luck.
It was the right time the right place
the storm knew who to chase.
My eyes were flashed my pupils were slashed
as the thunder and lightning
around me CLASHED !
It’s a date I’ll always remember
2009 A.D second of December.
And now I AM the anointed Christ of paradise
no longer lost as I alone walk upon this Earth’s ground
by the Gods of ancient Rome I have been blessed and found.
My journey to the afterlife has been signed and sealed
enter the Welsh red dragon new times Roman
flaming through the star studded gates
of the Elysium field.
For on that glorious victorious stormy morning in England
my soul was set FREE !
by the mother of invention when she took
a film rolling thunder lightning speed flash camera
panoramic supersonic flash bang mother f*****g
Photograph of ME !
AD ASTRA to the stars EYE can see
with love from the whore of the skies
I AM on destiny’s course to fulfil a written off prophecy.
P.S. please stop, it was a pleasure shock !
As she come so quick she gave me a kiss and a squeeze
now only for my beautiful GODDESS
I will bow my head and fall to my knees.
HALLELUYAH it’s GODMOTHER !
MY BIRD OF PARADISE
I came across a dead Seagull
washed up on the beach
without a screeeeeeeeeeeeeeech
it’s colour grey like the sky
it was very dull.
I didn’t kill it
it was already dead
when I twisted it’s neck
and ripped off it’s head.
Then I took it home to my operating table
to bring this dull bird back to life
I AM very art able.
And so I glued it I screwed and I sprayed it
with fire and ice !
not a dull bird anymore
for it has risen from the ashes like a flaming phoenix
my bird of paradise !
IT WAS A FREEZING FEBRUARY NIGHT
With a clear sky the stars shone bright
as a Robin red breast crashed to the ground
Poor little Robin had broken it’s neck
so I picked it up it didn’t peck
and I took it home
I thought the heck.
Then I walked through the icy field towards my caravan
and I told the Robin I’d keep it safe and warm
I’m a good and honest man.
I held it inside the lining of my coat
it had sad eyes
I had a lump in my throat.
I open the door of the caravan and hold it in my hand
but it’s wet twinkling eyes
went as dry as sand.
Poor little Robin had died
and to be honest
I almost cried.
But it didn’t die alone
it was with me
when it’s free bird spirit had to the stars flown.
And with my eyes all watery and red
I laid the Robin to rest
next to me on the bed.
And so for this red Robin
there’ll be no more
bob bob bobbing.
No more Christmas jingles
because in the morning
I buried it in a box of pringles.
2 DEAD RATS
Laid on the roadside just been hit by a car
in the last moment the last movement
of their lives
they took one step too far.
Run over they bled as they fled from a rubber wheel tread
on the road to Bideford
there were 2 dead rats flat packed dead.
So quick they were slain they felt no pain
as their blood soaked bodies
drip dripped down the drain.
So now they’re at rest
why are they known
as a pest.
For there are dark matters and bright burning facts
that I have no problem with my furry friends
the rodents known as Rats.
P.S. by the pavement squashed they were
like 2 blood road dents.