A PLACE CALLED FREEDOM

This is the title of a historical novel, by Ken Follett. I’ve read another novel by Ken Follett, “The Pillars of Earth”.

However, as popular as the ‘Pillars‘ has become, it never captured my imagination like; “A Place Called Freedom”.

It brings life to the struggle for freedom and liberty by Scotland and England, labor, inequality, and Scotland’s white slavery against coal miners. It covers social issues and reactions by different factions of both sides, rich and poor, owners and laborers and more.

The book rings very true of America’s revolution, but astonishing mirrors America’s social upheaval in 2020. You can’t polarize like presently, Democrats and Republicans, but it illuminates factional division, their actions, personal insight, evolving issues.

Read this book. Besides all the above lofty words, the book is well written and very entertaining.

Review by, Jim Kirk-Wiggins. September 21, 2020. Free use of review is permitted. Writers copyright not included.

America is Weak to our Enemies

“So in war, the way is to avoid what is strong, and strike at what is weak.” 
― Sun Tzu, The Art of War

You think you know what kind of President Joe Biden will be? Leftist Radical, like the many gathered around him? Wrong. After elected the radical left, and all the promises of a chicken in every pot will be pushed aside. Enter the old foreign policy advocates, like Hillary Clinton, and a foreign policy that has kept us at war for decades. HRC is the archetype of our failed foreign policy. Her policy, besides giving away secret technology, likely created the enmity between Russia and the US. It embolden them in Chechnya, Ukraine, Syria, and Turkey.

Russia now waits, playing their masterful foreign policy game of Chess. China is philosophically at war with us now. They frantically are building their military, putting repressive choke holds on Taiwan, Hong Kong, Vietnam and the international waterways. They are suffering economically, the Virus, lost trade around the globe, unemployment. Warfare economy is where she stands.

Her puppet North Korea is preparing a submarine launch able Nuclear weapon. If China gets real bold, she may encourage NK to be the first strike and WW3 is on.

What has changed? We have riots and rebellion across our nation in many major cities. A race riot or revolution nationwide, seems close at hand. The media and politicians have flamed the hatred of Black Americans to the point ignition. Eventually, White America will find her racial hatred wasn’t that distant. Each will feed off the others flames. This will greatly weaken our nation. The polarization of race, economics, politics, media…Helter Skelter is upon us.

Yes we still have a mighty military. But if cities are forced to confront rioters aggressively what can we expect? There are multitudes of Black military members who are most patriotic and courageous. That being said, they make up 20% of our armed forces. How many will take a knee, when the National Anthem plays. How many will be convinced the next war is not the White mans war. The truth is not as important, as how our enemies perceive the unity in our armed forces.

With Democrat control of Congress, and the Executive Branch, there will remain a near 50% Americans nationwide that are in opposition. How loud will their protest be when Democrats force their agenda on nearly half of a nation of independent and proud Americans. Perc

Freedom of the press and Free Speech is controlled by half a dozen media outlets. They promote only liberal and radical agendas. And whatever Joe Biden represents. This election of 2020 has already been stolen by their control of information.

Google, Facebook, and Twitter control and censor content, not within the open border, one world radical agenda. The election has been already stolen.

Broadcast, Print, and Digital media have nullified any democracy left in America, starting in 2016 and since 1996.

The US Congress is now corrupt as any third world nation. Our congress is heinous, selling America for narcissistic political and personal profit.

Our nation lies in ruins and chaos through a shadow revolution. NOW is the time to confront the shadow revolution. An Eye For an Eye! Not all enemies of Democracy hide in shadows, they must publicly be repaid an Eye for an Eye.

I do not encourage or imply any violence, nor hate. Patriots will open their eyes and act accordingly. I do NOT discourage any actions under the sun. There is a season for all things. I do not lead nor judge. I only report what I see. And I weep.

A Lone Wolf

Elizabeth Miller

Elizabeth Ann Miller

Her weeping tears flow over her eyes,

Only because my love surpassed my hold,

I felt passionate love myself, but you are mere lies,

DIVINE LOVE!,, You betrayed our hearts, fiendish lies you told,,

 

My beloved, see flesh and blood, truth not illusions,

I do know the truth, and all my passion cries for her, another,

She a picture, not Love, or be loved, YOU!  created this conclusion,

She cried our love IS divine, we DO complete the other.

 I love her more

girl sillowette

We Don’t Always Get Up

Featured

We Don’t Always Get Up

Born my son
of youth,
My pride
shadowed you,

Our long talks
sitting under the stars,
Your wisdom
learning astounding.

You followed me,
To the sky,
Your letters,
soothed ego,
in uniform you came,
healthy and strong.

Randomness comes, without warning,
Chaos follows, tragedy forms,
Every rising
sun it hides,
Limping up my path,
Gunshot one leg,

You a ghost decimated by meth,
My heart bled, my love insane,
weak, sick,

Meth demon chained,
withdrawal, horror for all,

Detoxing,rehab came,
Daily classes, groups and counseling,

Fell on meths ears and a mind so distant,
likewise wife impaled,
two little girls came,

Wasn’t long
Meth summoned you back,
she had a grimy fist,
grasping your soul,

girls gone,
No family,
A Spector,
of the haze,
Abandoning goodness,
for Satans crumbs,

We watched you implode,
only love remained,

Your Wife descended down in your darkness,
Her daughters lost their mother,
Your hand
sought a rope,
many times,

But the demons could not be restrained,
Our pain ebbed and flowed,
The tidal shift’s,
drifted hope to sea,
Only love remains,

Soon came rising waters,
height of our faith,
All was well,
no horizon,
nor darkness,
we saw,

I cried,
I prayed,
maybe sooner should I,
But Randomness
and Chaos,
checked our god,

We each fell like dominos, sheep off a cliff
following
No hope,
no faith,
nor love could
I taste,

My heart became stone,
heavy and throbbing,
Son of youth,
No longer can
I shadow you,

I can only lay you in a velvet box,
hidden away
with my grief,

Yes Chaos and Randomness,
are the true gods of man,
is a two edged sword....

Can something come from naught,
while asleep,
I weep,I weep.

By James Kirk-Wiggins (c) January 2020, All rights reserved

Fake Love

Featured

Falling in Love with a Picture

 

Illusion morphs in a dream,

The vision overtaking my eyes,

A silver forming stream,

Softly air unaware releasing sighs,

 

Her vision soaking me in,

Silver streams drift forward to each,

Both now looking within,

Clarity mocks beyond reach,

 

Our vision is a pools image,

Reversing sight through other,

Dimensions of silver light engage,

Joining together as one another,

 

Complete, clarity, true, true love,

Words, beyond words, a molecular rhythm,

A divine intervention I reach above,

Wait, no, reality falls, killer, vicious crime,

 

My vision was but a fools illusion,

What mad trickery captured my soul,

She is not her, but sudden confusion,

One fell, another arose, where but a satanic hole,

 

Weeping tears flood her eyes,

She, Only because my love surpassed my hold,,

I see love in-spite, even myself, while covered in lies,

But my divine Love, heart cry’s, what is being told,

 

Clearly my beloved, I am the truth not illusion,

I see truth, yet my passion was for another,

Not so, the picture as Love, was your desperate conclusion,

She cried our love remains divine, one for other.

 

by James Kirk-Wiggins (c) February 20, 2020

All Rights Reserved.  LiberiPress.com

 

My Notes: You May find it difficult to understand the situation in this poem, so did I, but not in the reading. I’m a hack Poet at best, which is why I didn’t submit it in the contest about rising above reality. When I finish the short story on the events this poem is based it will be come apparent, and like me you will say; “WHAT?” .

Soulmates and Twin Flames

Featured

TAKE MY SOUL – My Twin Flame

The Material one Wonders, sewing doubts, maybe?
The Soul completes, two emerge as one,
The chaos of the divide collapses
Material succumbs to pressure as diamonds

Obstacles fade, diminishing, unseen evermore,
Where comes these Shadows of material world,
Sewing doubt, fear, feet frozen in place,
Expanding omnipotent universe, thrusting us together,

Soul completion achieved, syntropy prevails,
All Material is fleeting flesh, ghostly,decaying corruption, Our spiritual souls unite, ignite, comets flashing by,
We Grasp this joy tightly, savor every breath, laugh, love evermore,

Our bodies, minds, souls emerge into singularity,
O' great wonder have we beheld,
A soul split, miracle of miracles, Then a soul unites,
Explosive quasars pale to this love reborn,

Completeness, destiny, eternity roars with laughter,
The divine rises, blessing their creation,
Together, ecstatic togetherness, YES evermore,
lovers eyes invade and envelope each in eternal embrace

I Love you~