Posts – Following Whispers

“Black-I-Hole” (poem / poetry)

The tock-tick, tock-ticking of an anti-clockwise mind,
WHO gave it a wind, and set it in motion,
Is it a mistake, or a creation of destruction?
Engineered to break down the very essence of existence,
Will it therefore destroy its creator, or become it?
Who should interpret such a concept?
And how long do they have to do so,
Before the rewritable disc is erased,
And left without a trace?!

Make haste! And do the unthinkable,
The uninkable, shall be penned from a fountain of blue,
Then removed by a clear solution that’s applicable,
“HELP, HELP, I’m Melting!” they scream,
As they’re made to feel unwanted and despised,
Then like good lies, kept invisible,
Deception, or merely the correction of an inaccuracy or fault?
But who’s fault?! Whose is, was or will it be?
Someone has to take the fall, the blame, claim ownership,
Of this supposed lost property.

If an eye’s only view is a blind-spot, then the wind changes,
Is it blind? …and if so, does it remain thus,
Or can its sight be restored?
To enable recognition of a disturbing reality,
Everybody drowning in a negative current,
Where safety precautions have little or no effect,
There are no emergency services or lifeguards to save the day.

It must be a full moon! How else can this be occurring?!
Everyone’s blood boiling, with no pilot or ignition,
Feral instincts rising like corpses on riverbeds,
Implicitly prevalent, ever-present,
Just waiting to resurface and cause chaos!
Biding time, building momentum steadily,
Approaching undetected to the naked eye,
With a stealth-like motion, until… BOOM!!!
It’s here now, here and all around, as far as the eye cannot see!
Does it span the entire Universe?
…or merely …within me?

Hello World, I’m part way through a spontaneous break from writing and sharing my new material, while I focus practically all of my attention on securing and sculpting the foundations of the newest chapter in my life story. It’s all very hush right now, but it will become clear what this chapter encompasses, in the coming months.

I have therefore chosen to share a poem of mine that is close to my heart, (one that I’ve already published, but have not shared online before), and I’ll likely continue to do so about once a fortnight, until such time as I can direct some of my creative energy back to writing new pieces.

I published this piece in the Spring of last year, but believe it or not, I actually wrote it while deep in thought, on the way to work, back in 2009! It’s scary how accurately it portrays the unfolding reality that we are currently enduring; the unspoken truths; the cryptic propaganda; and the explosive nature with which our lives have been altered.

The true “BOOM!!!” …is yet to come (unless, we stop its emergence), it represents an act of submission that cannot be taken back or undone. Unfortunately my friends, the madness has barely begun, much darker things are planned for us all… I just hope they remain nothing more than a plan, and do not become our reality.

Love and Respect always,

Following Whispers.

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“Sedated Confliction” (poem / poetry)

Sugar-coated lies, are lies nonetheless,
My stomach erupts, as they will not digest,
“Take this placebo and feel better for it!
(It’ll be your downfall, but I’m sure you’ll ignore it).”

“Be a good little patient, and knock back your meds,
I’ve upped your prescriptions, due to side effects,
(We’ve got you now, sucker, hypnotised and addicted,
A fiend for life, obedient… yet conflicted).”

This piece has multiple meanings. Yes, it can apply to the actual prescription and consumption of medications, but moreso, to things like society’s evermore subservient, conflicted, yet obedient demeanor. We often wait with outstretched arms, waiting for a solution to be placed in our hands, and when one is fabricated, we rarely even question its efficacy or safety.

A whole swathe of society are addicted to everything the Doc’s (whoever they may be) dish out, some people finally realise that there is much amiss with this course of treatment, but often cant find the strength to say anything, because of their reliance on their next fix.

I for one, am not content to sit with a belly full of lies, fed to me by others. If it feels wrong, I’ll say so, if after looking into things further, I finding damning evidence, I will speak up, for all of us, not merely for myself and my own interests.

The powers that be, however, want nothing more than to trap us in a sedated, medicated, rigid, inescapable regime, where we bow to their every whim. They will lie, cheat and steal to get us there, but the question is, will we continue to pop their pills, and condemn ourselves… or turn to natural remedies? I have chosen the latter, and I do not regret my decision one bit.

Love and Respect always,

Following Whispers.

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“Unmasking The Truth, Part 2” (poem / poetry)

What have I got against face masks? I hear some people exclaim,
Thinking my stance is ignorant, selfish, or something’s wrong with my brain,
However, I’ve done lots of research, I’ve left few stones unturned,
I know it upsets the status quo, but I’d like to share what I’ve learned.

Masks are ineffective, at preventing a viral infection,
For starters their pores are way too big, to offer up any protection,
From 3 to 5000 times larger, than the particles they should obstruct,
Viruses easily get in or out, and the packaging mentions as much.

Wearing them can cause symptoms, such as headaches; shortness of breath;
People have lost consciousness, and sometimes it led to their death;
They can decrease blood-oxygen levels, by gradual asphyxiation;
And recycle carbon dioxide inside us, condensing a toxic creation.

They’re a false sense of security, and I’ve only touched the surface,
It goes beyond trust, they’re now forced on us, I ask, for exactly what purpose?
Because masks endanger human life, they’re a contravention of Article 2,
Of the Human Rights Act, so I demand that, the Face Mask Law be removed.

Do masks protect the wearer and/or others from viral infection? I have found the answer to be, no, as have many Doctors and Virology Experts, who are much more familiar with the science behind this topic than me, and have produced research and findings illustrating just that.

So, why the usage of something actually proven to have harmful effects, and be counter-productive, is now enforced upon us, is beyond me.

If someone having been given all of the facts, (not just what the media has decided to convince us of), chooses to wear a face mask still… more power to them.

I have studied both arguments, and find myself having no faith in the viral protectiveness of masks (for the wearer or others), and am increasingly concerned by the side effects and potential harm they are capable of… so why don’t I have a choice regarding my usage of them also?! It doesn’t add up.

I feel that forced mask wearing will create a viral breeding ground, plus endanger the health and lives of those it’s supposed to protect… this strategy alone could bring about a second wave / significant increases in viral infections and deaths, and for this reason, I am compelled to speak up, an unpopular position, but one that I know I am not alone in.

Love and Respect always,

Following Whispers.

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“Unmasking The Truth, Part 1” (poem / poetry)

If a tsunami was coming, and you needed to reach higher ground,
You wouldn’t first put on a blindfold, as you would simply drown,
When decisions aren’t based on logic and facts, we risk harming ourselves,
Thus, appearing safe, could be the thing that endangers our health.

I’m mad at these beaurocrat puppets, and mainstream media cults,
Doing Big Pharma’s bidding, and hurting us as a result,
Who benefits from this farce? …simply put, only the wealthy,
And I don’t believe for a second, that they’re happy to see me healthy.

Which brings me on to mask usage, now being enforced by law,
We must now wear one in shops and the like, from July the 24th,
Boris, you’ve seriously lost the plot, there’s no scientific basis,
To revoke our personal choice of what we wear in public places.

Laws must not cause harm, they must be helpful, to be justified,
Yet increasingly, they violate our civil liberties and human rights,
There’s much more I want to share, on face masks and their use,
But in order to not overwhelm you, I’ll save these facts for Part 2.

Since hearing about the legislation coming into play in the UK this month, forcing everyone to not only wear masks on public transport, but in shops, etc, I felt a few days of research on the topic was necessary. In all honesty, the official narrative didn’t add up, it seemed contradictory to logic and scientific findings from the last decade.

So, I delved deeper, and what I began to piece together, is that prolonged (and even several minutes worth of) usage of face masks, can have some very alarming effects on us… the most extreme of which, can be fatal.

At this point, I just wanted to register my frustration at seeing life changing, society altering decisions being made, with no empirical data to support them!

In the spirit of openness though, I urge you to do your own research (something you won’t hear from those that are peddling lies), but if you’d like a copy of my eye opening research, just DM me, I’ll send you a message back with the links in, and you can go from there, with the aim of making your own mind up.

I will be sharing Part 2 to this piece (which I have yet to write) next week, that will detail most of my findings on the subject. Until then, (and of course, beyond), defend your right to make your own decisions, as there is much at stake.

Love and Respect always,

Following Whispers.

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“Versatile Vision” (poem / poetry)

Once upon a time, I was caught in a funk,
Wanting more from life, with my battleship sunk,
I lacked focus and drive to improve my situation,
My excuses ran deep, to the point of saturation.

Then, one day, I listed all my dreams and desires,
Began working towards them, rekindling the fire,
I’ve now surpassed these humble goals, setting myself new ones,
Challenging preconceptions is an undervalued nuance.

Many of us have a preconceived notion of how our life will play out, what we’ll achieve, plus what we need in order to do so. It’s okay to have an idea of your aims and how you think you’ll reach them, but life is rarely linear, and just because things look unfamiliar, doesn’t mean you should give up.

In truth, when things get difficult, this is the moment you should decide what’s important to you, and what sand bags you can release from your air balloon, so to speak, giving you the potential to eventually reach even higher heights. Often, the problem is not that we are incapable, but that we heap the pressure upon ourselves, and dwell on failure.

However, when we explore our options, there are usually routes we were unaware of, that lead to the very things we were aiming for, or something even better! We owe it to ourselves to not squander our own efforts, merely because we failed to plan, got impatient, or met obstacles.

What separates someone who sleeps on their own potential, from someone who exceeds their goals substantially? Our perception and outlook has a lot to do with it… for instance, a setback can be an immovable road block, or an opportunity to get creative. The choice, ultimately, is yours.

Love and Respect always,

Following Whispers.

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“Life’s A Beach” (poem / poetry)

When life gets truly rocky, and you’re feeling overwhelmed,
Know, the strength of perspective, lies within ourselves,
As we stare up at the cliff face, unsure how we should climb,
We forget, that why we’re here is not to jeopardise our lives.

You’re facing the wrong direction, it should be placed behind you,
And as you turn around, you’ll see the gorgeous view, that I do,
That stoney monster won’t last, someday it will erode,
In time, it will simply be… the sand between your toes.

Even the most mountainous of issues will one day be broken down by elemental forces, and repurposed into something that has better associations attached to it. In time, we will feel these broken down obstacles under our feet, and they will no longer be daunting and draining, instead they’ll energise and refresh us.

These are the gifts that patience and an open minded perspective, that seeks out the beauty all around us, can reward us with.

May your worries and pain become the sand between your toes, my friends!

Love and Respect always,

Following Whispers.

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“Conveyance” (poem / poetry)

It’s a dangerous mission, I’m risking my life,
Switching up gears, in the hope that I’ll find,
The speed that I long for, to escape my problems,
Yet the further I flee, the less l seem to solve them.

That’s when it hits me, piercing right to my heart,
The issues are inside me, driving this car!
I can’t outrun them! I pull over, stop speeding,
Look under the hood, and find what I’ve been needing.

We are often told that the swiftest way to attain what we seek, is to go fast… full throttle all the way, yet in practice, this is rarely the case. Why does the term “living in the fast lane” exist? Because if we choose this strategy, our focus is fixed purely on velocity and pace, not quality and longevity, and before we know it, our time is up.

Patience and introspection however, are on the opposite side of this spectrum, where we make an effort not to rush to conclusions, or make rash decisions, instead we sit with an issue, analyse it, find out what drives it, and when we do, we are empowered with the ability to remove its power over us, and move on.

Reflecting on internal matters is way more important (and effective) than peddle to metal strategies. We owe it to ourselves to take our time, when researching and developing an understanding of what’s going on under our bonnet, and applying the proper care and maintenance to the areas that need it.

Mindfulness does wonders for our perception of things, but it also gives us the tools we need to be road worthy; to experience fewer breakdowns; and go the distance in anything we set our minds to.

May your vehicle avoid the scrap yard; and have responsive, desirable handling.

May your journey be fuel efficient; fruitful; and full of wonders.

Love and Respect always,

Following Whispers.

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“Crank Those Cogs” (poem / poetry)

Sometimes it can be really hard, to find the motivation,
To proceed as planned, and thus defeat procrastination,
I’m quite a driven person, but I have my struggles too,
Times I wish I could wave a wand, and didn’t have to move.

The problem is, this means we’re simply squandering our gifts,
Our time here is something, sadly, some were not blessed with,
Make each moment count my friends, find a way, you can,
Our biggest hurdle is ourself, so make good on your plans.

This week, I’ve found myself against the clock to develop a creative offering, for you beautiful souls out there, for whom I have so much love. I could hear my brain trying to justify me having an unscheduled break from writing and posting, but as I considered it, I realised that I could make the time, I was merely lacking the motivation.

Instead of continuing to search for excuses, and feel somehow sorry for myself, I began thinking about just how blessed I really am… I mean, I have my health; I have a roof over my head; I have food in the cupboards of my warm abode, and the means to prepare it; I am surrounded by love; I have my faculties; I have somewhere to rest when I’m done for the day, etc.

Then I got to thinking about the people who’ve overcome immense obstacles, to achieve things we often take for granted; and other inspirational people that are differently abled, who mustered the courage, strength and belief needed to eventually become one of the best in their chosen pursuit, occasionally, breaking World Records along the way.

So, really and truly, what excuses can I give? How can I justify doing considerably less than those who have steeper odds than me!? I guess it’s only right that I crank those cogs, and keep moving forward.

Love and Respect always,

Following Whispers.

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“Buffoonery” (poem / poetry)

I raised a bunch of pranksters, and everyone can see,
My kids are cheeky so-and-so’s, all trying to be me,
They still need work on timing, and respecting boundaries,
Instead they think their humour, will just be well received.

Read the room, my young ones, know your audience,
So that what’s produced is not their’s or your tears,
An impish spirit’s fine, but please show respect to your peers,
The goal is generating joy, when gloominess appears.

I am a father of four beautiful, free spirited kids. They each have very unique personalities, but the one key thing that they all share, is probably their appetite for being playfully cheeky, which I’d attribute to having a daily dose of my sense of humour over the years. I could well have become a stand up comedian, had I felt it was my calling.

My kids however, still have a ways to go with things like tact; knowing when to call it a day, and not take things too far; or imagining they were going to be on the receiving end and adjusting the intensity of their words, angle, or delivery accordingly, to get the right balance.

They do make me, my Wife, and each other laugh often, but sometimes their efforts in this regard crash and burn too, so I thought I’d conjure an insightful piece to help point them (and any other kids, and let’s be fair, adults, in the same boat) in the right direction.

To all the comedic apprentices out there, laughter is an important medicine, but as we all know, medicine can be harmful when it’s not used in the right manner or circumstances. Humour is a precious commodity, with a delicate nature. Comedy genius comes from being intuitive, speaking without malice, and painting the audience’s World in a lighter hue.

Love and Respect always,

Following Whispers.

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“Top Marks” (poem / poetry)

Guys, we’ve arrived, let the fun begin,
Grab the buckets and spades, the picnic and drinks,
Let’s find a nice spot, and set up our base,
Mission control for our magical day.

Now off you go, play, enjoy the cool breeze,
Build sand castles, and get acquainted with the sea,
Tunes playing, sun block applied, sunbathing,
Chilling on the beach, gets a five star rating.

Me and my immediate family decided that seen as there was a heat wave headed our way, we would swan off to the beach, enjoy a nice cool sea breeze and have some fun… and man did we have fun! We created new games, we also dug a tunnel to the sea, and raced around with buckets of water, filling it, so that we created a flowing mini river.

There were contests of skill and endurance, strolls and occasional jogs around the cool ocean waters, and much more besides.

We had plenty of sun block on, and topped up when we needed too, we also social distanced ourselves from others outside of our household, but in all fairness, once we got going, we totally forgot what we are still in the midst of and just smiled, and laughed, and smiled some more, within our little family unit.

It really was a wonderful day, one for the memory banks, for sure! I just wanted to share the highlights of it with you, and now that I have, it’s your turn to go and have your own magical adventure, and then come back and tell me all about it, or you could even tell me about one you’ve had recently! …sharing’s caring, you know!

Love and Respect always,

Following Whispers.

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