Can You Hear The Call?

I’ve basically been stuck hearing everything in song, the rhythm of a heartbeat that goes on. It’s calling me to speak to pain & judgements. My accounts keep getting limited with every verse yet I play on. This censorship bullshit, like Berlin in the 50’s Red Menaces each corner, has my head spinning but yet I go on. Look, something deep within has awaken, a gentle wrath, asking all to join me as we merrily spread the truth. For in song and dance perhaps they’ll hear their own calls and join in merriments as we destroy this hell and co-create a more loving world we can tolerate. For it is all this hate we carry that destroys us all and makes our paradise go up in flames as we stare in admiration we watch it turn to ash. Suddenly I remember and throw off my own hate. Then I help the one sitting next to me do the same. We grasp each other in a moment of gratitude for I was once like you. Then the two of us, we let go and both of us turn again to help the next. Within mere seconds the majority is through. We are done with this bullshit. For peace and love and happiness belong to us all.I invite you now my friend, to shed your hate from thee. For truly I say to you it’s the only way to save you and me! 
Mr Gorbachev tear down that wall wasn’t a slogan but a promise to us all. So if you want to make it great again, stop dividing us once and for all. For can’t you hear the call? 
The Universe she’s calling us now. To stop our in and out fighting, the us versus them all. For every time you hear it you’re blocking their fall. Can’t you hear us all singing and playing in the playgrounds? They’ll mow us down at will anyway if we do nothing at all. Please answer the call. It’s an invitation to the greatest party of all where we’re all invited to the Great Ball. Where laughing and dancing we spend our night for tomorrow when we waken we build the new paradise while living in peace and gratitude. We’re all in this together one rock we do share. If we don’t learn how to get along with her, our evictions are clear. Stop doing harm to yourself and others. This message is clear. But away your vengeance for the finger you point, if you look at therest of the barrel you’ll find where you pointed one, thrice point back to you. So pleaseremove the plank from your eye. I will help you do it safely if you’ll set your rifle down. Because together our vision is clear. We are each half of the whole. I feel your pain friend, I’ve been there before. Now look in my eyes for the window to my soul, for in there you’ll find I’m here to help you remember your song. The song that calls you to truth, for deep down we know it’s the song of our loved ones before us welcoming us home. They never left us just the bodies for the spirits are here helping to guide us and show us the way. It’s okay to tell your truth now, your allowed to stay where no one is punished for the horrors they’ve already endured. We help and we heal them for you see, when we do it is us that thattruly soars. Don’t except their lies for your truths as they’ve spoon-feed you. The sun and moon rise to met each day if doing nothing else but chase the dark away. When you add your voices to the light you beat the darkness and conquer your fears. That’s where you’ll discover you are the hero. You didn’t come from the east or west only from within. Everything you see without shines your beaconbright within and before you know all your demons are not there for with the truth winout then greater it is within. Only you can figure it out is just bullshit. A line they feed you to keep in their control. For without one voice rising together in unison they’ll have us all in cages experimentingon us all.

Listen not to the words but the emotions driving them for that is what is truly trying to speak

The Arrest of Julian Assange:

That’s exactly when the last illusion fell for me, shattering as I stood helpless and hopelessly by like watching a bullet hit it’s target as we watched horrified. The hot tears fell from my face, I yelled and screamed out putting the Universe on trial, for one magical moment would stop it all. 

Then the rage and anger came, it took my grief by surprise and before I knew it I took those Twitter Trolls head-on as they targeted who they considered big shots, I tied them up in facts & figures even when it was irrelevant as they asked, for you see my typing and texting is faster then most. I drowned out their voices and highjacked their hashtags. Nothing could stop me you see, for it was they that unleashed the beast. How dare they refuse to listen while I stand alone demanding freedom to all regardless of them. 

Finally the rage subsided and I quietly went away for those that tried to distract me bowed out of the fight and finally the ignorance was quiet and the willful inability to discern fact from fiction was just too much they say. 

That’s when the answers arouse perhaps there’s still another way. 

A basic education that uplifts and teaches you thinking could still find away. Perhaps there are still some ways to trick them to do the right thing, we only need decipher what they’re trying to say, for wasn’t that the moral of the story from The Tower of Babel? To learn to hear feelings and not the words we sling for when we are pushed, we all can act that way. 

My only question to others is are you happy as things are, can you make a go from day to day? Or do you struggle to get by like your neighbor but spoon-feed the reason why? 

We can’t hear their struggles if we refuse to go near. And isn’t that what the Universe is asking, to help another even while we’re struggling to make it out ourselves? For it is in giving freely to others that causes us all to win.

So rage on, my friend. Never let them drown you out or be afraid to ask for a hand. For aren’t we all responsible for that in the end?