Thursday, December 22, 2022

a compliment

Zachery Polk 


And brother even your name is poetic

Quicker he, Zach. RE Epoch

He knocks and syllables wax in gnosis

Worth plaques in this Solstice

Is Rudyard Kipling sibling to your bro/sis?


A portion is it noetic so said it

This kind of folk deserves more credit, Polk

Embedded yolk in the oval of a wordsmith

One heard myth but hatched luréd inspirin'

Kindness to strangers who know truth in 

A spire to hire müte sirens


This is what courage meant

In courage lent

When the urge is spent

Just on the verge it went


We keep a mental ledger

And stow it whether

Incident or it occidental

Inclement weather


And cheer forth other poets

It's how you create and sow it.


Thanks man!

Monday, December 19, 2022

The Chopping Block


 

It's been a little more than a year since I was given the idea of carrier pigeons. And, it wasn't until a few days ago that it finally made sense why. 

My thought was that, since hearing the voice and being given the words, and after reviewing my development from the past two years it seemed obvious that I have become a preacher. Well, that made me consider going for a bachelor's degree in Biblical and Theological studies.

The fact is that going to a Christian University would isolate me as a Christian, reducing my efforts by choosing sides. And, going to school for a degree is part of the Capitalist's game. I am not working to get on a payroll as a sell-out.

My spirit has been influencing me in many ways. One of the things that I recognized is, trying to continue selling my work would be a huge mistake- especially since NOT selling my work is the key. For one thing, it would be totally "blasphemous" to try selling my work while speaking about my work irradicating a serious wrongdoing to man and earth. The truth is, just like people who become elected, doing my good works of faith will be what makes people want to take notice of my various works.

It would be selfish of me to concern myself with selling my wares. What I am doing is much bigger, with greater rewards. And, one of the rewards may very well be that my work becomes known far and wide. It's a hope but not what's most important.

So, there I was enrolling into college and filing for student loans. They wanted my criminal history and an essay regarding every detail- in order to beg them for a chance... 

A huge negative energy storm engulfed me, like a Jeckyl and Hyde effect. It was intense. 

Carrier Pigeons were still on my mind so, I took a break from kissing rears to research getting a few of these birds. 

When I pulled them up on the internet, passenger pigeons came up at the top of the search and revealed something that shook me to my core. They are extinct.

The passenger pigeon became extinct, officially, in 1890. And, on September 1, 1914 Martha was the very last one to die. She was in a zoo near me, in Cleveland Ohio. They were hoping to find a mate but did not.

The reason why they became extinct was due to man. Between feeding the "free" food to the slaves, making a commercial/profitable commodity to the masses, deforestation destroying their habitats, and man's inconsideration of the balance of nature, these birds were completely irradicated.

Even to this day, Capitalists are still fighting the pigeons in general by releasing the peregrine falcons. All due to the destruction of natural habitats for wildlife.

The issue today is, the cities have bred people ignorant of nature, while the naturalists are grossly outnumbered- the country boys are becoming the outlaws in the eyes of the cities and those that prey on their needs for survival.

The battle today has become the battle for food, food that nature also requires.

As long as alcohol and drugs are dumped in society, the demand for food will be kept hidden a little while longer... No one eats when they are serving their addictions. That's a huge clue.

So, between my discoveries regarding the psychological control Nielsen's has been developing and selling to corporations in order to stimulate their sales- around the world, the huge revelations centered around the passenger pigeons, AND the divine communications that I have experienced with the greater consciousness, my tasks are undeniable and seemingly impossible.

My situation is very much the same as Uhtred of Bebbinburg in The Last Kingdom, and I am Him.

Today I am going to receive Ariel and Haniel- my Archangels in physical form as Archangel Pigeons. There will be a total of 8 in my flock but the Archangels are a pair! They are almost a year old, which means they will be breeding this year- hopefully.

As for the bachelor's degree- I've already got a few of those that Capitalists refuse to give me credit for. They're called equivalancies (when they want you on the payroll as a source of their profits).

I am not going for a job when I already have been given one. That job is taking control of the "corporation" with the very words they have been destroying by making the masses impotent through the media fostered into the cities- A new dictation that supports life, not just man's life.

Soon, there will be no wood for campfires, smoking meats, woodworking.

Soon, there will be no fish. Just as the trout died off when they cut down the trees, exposing the streams and rivers to the sun- increasing the temperature... So the ocean warms. The plastics are creating a solar panel on the ocean surface that amplifies the sun's intensity.

Soon, our soil will be so depleted that we will (and may be already) totally dependent on chemical fertilizers to grow with- coming from Russia.

In the meantime, consumer manipulation has created consumption rates three times the rate for the past 50-60 years which has created landfills beyond comprehension. 

We throw 33% of our food away- food that is not being composted but is being converted into fuel by energy giants capitalizing on the profitability. 

Soon, the landfills will be recognized as a valuable source of resources- plastics, wood, metals and compost.

When that happens, these same capitalists will take control of those resources to capitalize on cheap labor to resource the very waste they influenced the masses to create. Keep in mind, making us corporations has effectively shifted the blame for the pollution onto the masses, redistributing the expense to everyone.

Three times the consumption means three times the (diesel) fuel was consumed, while our oil reserves are empty now.

Three times the consumption means three times the packaging, three times the plastic- all oil and textile based. Textiles come from natural fibers- Nature.

In 1964 The Media Ratings Council was becoming a dangerous threat- a monopoly fueled by "Forbidden Unlawful Carnal Knowledge" from Nielsen's. 

Nielsen's Media Group has also been researching manipulating the masses through their religious beliefs.

It is my belief (99% certain) that John F. Kennedy was assassinated due to his plans to dictate to these organizations.

It is NO LONGER We The People, it is now "We The Corporations," and now The Constitution is on the chopping block.

Friday, December 16, 2022

My Shield Is Yours- I'll edit it later


 

save the world in your pajamas, throw your coffee grounds outside, play a game called The least trash in town, recycling all that's found, tend your garden with your rain drops, get some pigeons to have around, chickens make a lot of eggs, you won't need to run to town. Television's pretty useless until bed- good movie found, so rest up for tomorrow rising to the battle cry, it's time to use your sword and shield, glory is to be had- the garden has been poisoned, doesn't that make anyone mad?

Sunday, December 11, 2022

The Wine Fermenting

To be part of your past

to be part of your treasure
Regardless of if they did you wrong
For the fruit that is found
Is what makes all of the measures
Of joy and thankfulness
In your life’s song.

Never be empty handed
Wasted energy
Wanting pain
Thinking that I’m crazy
Like cutting Samson’s hair again
Either way it’s being lazy
Don’t let the train of thought stop there
Older means to work much harder
Sands of time run out to share

My #gifts for you are these words, today- still drying…
“When you become to realize your spirit, you see that all of life’s sour grapes were for the wine! For the celebration to you having lived and payed life’s toll. Oh, that’s going to be some great stuff!”
"Now, receive all fruit where you may find it-
treasured lessons to be had,
fore comes a day- Oh, painful envy!
To witness wine that others have."

Saturday, November 26, 2022

The Pebble- Carrier Pigeons's Blues Improv/ Mad Zack Radio

Many Famous People, for thousands of years, have been given miraculous information- mathematical equations, inventions... DaVinci, Tesla, Noah, Ezekiel- Prophets! And many, many more have heard the voice of God- only to be dismissed as crazy with labels. Nature has been speaking for the spirits that cannot heal the deafness of the masses, hypnotized by greed and blinded to the truth while advertisements have given plague to the Almanac. 
Starvation and Sickness is Our Future Where Resources Have Been Exhausted. 
#carrierpigeonsblues Improv 20:20

Wednesday, November 16, 2022

True Lies


 

Synopsis of America: American Capitalism and Financial demands of our Government manipulates society byway of the media and regulations dictating the education system, housing, human services, as well as community events that stimulate the economy and fuel the financiers.

Advertising practices and television programming uses psychological manipulation that influences the consumers.
Rivalry between brands, academics and sports shapes the minds of the people.
Propaganda is used to dissuade and misinform constituents, allowing corporate corruption taking over our officials.
Drugs are used to gerrymander districts in combination with welfare programs and jobs offered.
The red scare was a tool to divide the people from having strength to control government.
Workforce is increased by reasoning that cities have problems which opens doors for funding and more jobs- police, rehab centers and medical.
Landfills overflow due to advertising practices and consumer manipulation.
Racism is felt to be crucial due to economic issues, fueled by special interest groups and financial corruption.
Everyone gets dumber and more helpless.
Industrial impacts reveal themselves in the weather, eventually leading to world suffering and starvation.
All due to mind control practices used to stimulate the economy and create more capitalism

Monday, November 14, 2022

Plant Life- Plant Love

 The morning begins it's beautiful

dream fragments and a line

jotted down without a thought

seed germinates the mind


another word falls on the leaf

without resistance it will grow

into a pregnant metaphoric

bough shading emptiness below


branching roots and syllables

tendrils another line

sentences continue on

as growth forms another vine


a harvest yields and is admired

more fruit comes into hue

a pining grapevine riddling words

just to say I love you.


Saturday, November 5, 2022

Opportunity Blues Improv- Mad Zack Radio

This is very serious, and it involves the entire world. 
This may be the New World Order- Corporate Tyranny.

Wednesday, October 12, 2022

Brainwashed Expose- Mad Zack Radio

This is the reason why they forced us to switch from analogue to digital- consumer manipulation- mind control. Payola is big corporations manipulating the radio and music industry in order to continue brainwashing and hypnotizing the masses with music- the sirens of the sea warned about in maritime folklore.

Thursday, September 22, 2022

La supplica



 Non importa quanto le cose mi addolorano


Non berrò mai un'altra goccia
Una vita di dolore e agonia
Ma uscirò comunque in cima
Cuore infranto e morto sei volte
Ho scritto le cose in parole e rime
Eppure ti rifiuti di sentire quelle cose
Mentre prego la tua guardia di abbassare
Quindi vivi con le scelte che hai fatto
E la scatola che hai costruito per me
Prima o poi vedrai la verità
Che ti ho implorato di vedere.
Sì, io sono l'uomo e tu il bambino
Ginocchio sbucciato e contuso
Quando finalmente me ne sarò andato
tutto ciò che avrai sono le mie parole
E finalmente sarò liberato.
The Wishbone Trilogy and Escaping The Despondent Sea is available on Amazon Kindle Unlimited

The Plea

 

The Wishbones Trilogy and Escaping The Despondent Sea 

are available on Amazon Kindle Unlimited. See Goodreads for the reviews!

No matter how much things grieve me

I’ll never drink another drop
A life of pain and agony
But I’ll still come out on top
Shattered heart and dead six times
I’ve written things out in words and rhyme
Yet you refuse to hear those things
While I beg your guard to drop
So live with the choices you have made
And the box you built for me
Sooner or later you’ll see the truth
That I begged for you to see.
Yes, I’m the man and your the child
Skinned and bruised up knee
When I’m finally gone
all you’ll have are my words
And I will finally be set free.

Wednesday, September 21, 2022

Clear Vision

 The Wishbone Trilogy- Amazon


I know I'm not a nice guy,

I've seen it in my dreams,
Fighting you off oh this enslavement,
Brainwashed, silent screams,
Your lovers know your secrets,
They find out when they sleep
An unwashed mind is well in tune,
Your failures are well seen,
They may never tell you,
They look deep into your eyes and smile,
Time reveals all things- all things you'll see,
All your life's bullshit..in a pile.

Tuesday, September 20, 2022

My Queen


 

I treat her like a Queen

in return, she treats me like a King.
She makes mostly all of the money,
and I do all of the homemaking.
I take pride when I'm cooking,
Fold and Iron what she wears,
And I never want for anything,
she always more than shares.
Not one thing I ever need
does she refuse to buy,
I never ask for one damn thing
Yes, I'm that type of guy.
The money that I have I've earned
but it doesn't add up to much,
yet priceless is the love I give
in each and every touch.
She takes away all of the pain
handed to me by the world,
I am her King because she's my Queen
who's allowed me in her world.

Escaping The Despondent Sea is available through Goodreads.com and on Amazon Kindle Unlimited
The Wishbones Poetry Trilogy is also available on Amazon Kindle Unlimited



Thursday, September 15, 2022

Dear Zachery

 


Hello Zachery

Thank you for connecting via phone, it was very good getting to talk with you. Thank you for the $, and the jpay stamps.

You are a very interesting person, your insight/views are on point. So often it is impossible, as you allude to, in finding anyone with conversation of substance.

In here, it sickens me to see my own kind befriend and associate with the others. I will not break bread with them or engage in conversation with them. Plus it helps that I detest sports and that is all they know.

Do not know if your family will ever come around. Seems like that ship has sailed. Your young life was riddled with horrible things, then your adult life with the wife leaving during your time of need, that was messed up too.

The daughters and son may come to their senses, hopefully while you are still able to share conversations with them.

It seems like life there is layed back and somewhat peaceful. You have a good woman, a loyal dog, your guitar, your ability to write, youthful looks, no body fat, you have your hair (so many guys go bald at early ages) and you have so much inner strength.

Over 500 days sobriety, that is a huge accomplishment. I reached a point where it was more run to look ahead and wonder just how far I could go without indulging in drink/drugs, and eventually I found that I was not even thinking of those vices, instead enjoying the new feelings of being a different/improved/clearer mindset.

Money saved was a blessing also. Even when it came to prescribed medications, I did not even want to take those because they made me feel like I was cheating on myself/ my sobriety. Having a clear mind is indeed more of a blessing than anything that alters my thought process.

It took decades to realize that I had allowed those vices to become more important to me than my love of family or friends, and my actions did not consider my neighbors, or the community. I had become a monster dressed in blue jeans.

Looking back at the destruction I left in my wake, saddens me and makes me regret, but we can not change the past. Learning from bad choices, striving to never repeat those bad choices, growing, maturing, all things we must do.

I am impressed and proud of the in you have become. You survived so much for a reason. If I can ever be of any help or a shoulder to bounce ideas off of, I am here.

Thank you for everything. Your emails are always welcome. Best to you.....Jim

Racism, and the undeniable history of mankind.


 

Politics is within the government oganizations, and as constituents, we are allowed by rights to participate.

The #RedScare is the fear of communism, which is the people living and working together under the embodiment of the governing bodies. The word, in itself, was used as propaganda to destroy the people and the communites from being united in any way. As for #racism- #society as a mass/whole is #Racist. The peoples of various colors gather accordingly among themselves AND the banks help them to do that by influencing people where they can live per their income- always playing games with the taxable and market value. I know all of these things, THAT is why I am Captain Mad Zack!

You can see these things very clearly within the prison systems, which were used as a study to control the masses. Until the day (that will never come) when there is only one race, racism will always be, as it has always been throughout history. So, suing someone for racism is actually a rediculous thing to file a suit over. I HATE american cheese! That makes me a #cheesist and the creator of #cheesism. What it is, is ME fighting Racism in it's face.
Have a great day, and consider separating yourself from the masses. #madzackradio #madzack #americanrebel

Escaping The Despondent Sea : The Ghost

Escaping The Despondent Sea : The Ghost:   When I leave for the shadows, I’ll be in your town, No clues but the carcasses, Scattered on the ground, You will never see it coming, Not...

The Ghost

 


When I leave for the shadows,

I’ll be in your town,
No clues but the carcasses,
Scattered on the ground,
You will never see it coming,
Not a whisper- no one around,
Taking everything you got,
To bury underground.
The greatest secret legend,
You’ll never unfold,
No matter how much you demand,
Truth to become told,
So keep believing your own lies,
And all that you’ve been told,
The riddles spoken hold the answers
And you’ll find out I was Gold
Judgement earns your just deserves,
And you’ll keep finding misery,
All the while I hold the answers,
That you’re too blind to see.
Leave the World behind,
To begin the journey,
That truth to me was told,
What you’ve stolen becomes rancid,
All you’ll be left with is mold.
You get a choice. Death before dishonor.

Wednesday, September 14, 2022

Dear children- the last word



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I just got done buying a whole life insurance policy. Not that anyone will care but I don't want anyone to have to deal with the expenses of a funeral. Since you can't die for free, and I will probably find out on the 19th that I have lung cancer, I figured I better take care of it. I was told in December that I have six years left.
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Our side of the family has had so many funerals that no one can afford to pool together the money to have my burial delat with. Besides that, I was unwanted from conception.
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I’m sorry you’re going thru stuff. We’re having a very challenging day ourselves.
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I was dictated to by a divinity- by God. I was commanded to write things. I was told many things. I was told that I have six years left to do my work, and that I am going to be a martyr. I don't for what or how I will die. I am leaning toward the understanding that I will be killed.
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I have repeatedly shared what was given to me to write, with all of the details of the experience. People can choose to believe me or not. My job was to write and share. There are two. every bit is true, and I cannot take any credit or payment for it. https://despondentsea.blogspot.com/2022/03/true-account-of-gods-words-to-me.html
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That's it. I've done my job. Now I am to continue with following the spirit of my heart in the things I think are valuable. That's all. I was given gifts and promises. I was told of the war, the ticks, the ehatwave- all of these things and more way before any of it happened.
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I don't care if anyone believes me. I have never been a religious person, and I refsue to become part of the corrupted religious institutions of greedy men.
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I have been rewarded with this free time- freed from the slavery of the workforce that robs mankind of their own thoughts and ideas.
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My job is to continue my writing and my various art crafts. Out of all three of my kids, you are the only one I am in contact with. Cody is an atheist like his programmed and egotistical mother. Him and scarlett are both lost in the programming of society, alcoholism and drugs. Neither will communicate with me for fear of my scrutiny and possible disapproval. They refuse to give me an ounce of credit for anything. The problem is that everyone has made their own assumptions and believes what they want or were told. My book is a letter to you all telling you how lost and ashamed I was, how I wanted to die for the sake of the loss of you. How I was unable to allow any of you to witness the life that I was forced to endure by circumstance and broken promises of all thos claiming to love me- always saying they were going to help but only used me gfor personal gains byway of my intellectual property to make money for themselves. All I ever did was everything I could to become successful enough to have the money to throw around in order to takje you all back from the world that took you away from me. I never left any of you. You were held hostage against me until the mothers could get what they wanted. end of story. Its all water under the bridge. I'm not mad any more and drinking msyelf dead again. I let you all go- gifting myself the closure I was never respected enough to be given- answers to why. Yes, I was a husband. I was a father. I was a professional tradesman. I was all of these things and more but I am not anymore. Now i am am author, and a man who stands seemingly alone in my beliefs, understandings and convictions. Now, I reach out to anyone who will accept my offerings- all the while repeatedly exposing myself in social media where I know all of my family blood and friends virtually reside but still I am largely ignored. And to make up for it, I haev some wonderful new family members from doing my shows that love me to death. It make sit all worth while. And now my doctor has done bloodwork and has discovered discrepancies in my blood that indicates possible cancer. And with all of the chemicals and asbestos I was forced to be exposed to for an income, I most likely have cancer. She ordered x-rays and I go back to see her on the 19th to discuss it. It doesn't matter. I am looking forward to dying in this existence. Yes, I'd love to have my wants, see my kids and grandkids grow up- see my gereat grand children but that is all just another fantasy.
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I'm really done talking about it all. I will live on through my writing that no one wants to read for the sake of what truth they might be forced to accept. End of story. Thanks for being the only one who remotely speaks to me. At least I wont; die as what everyone wants to choose to understand me for themselves as. To some people I am a hero. I was given the hardest of burdens to bear all of my life. If I had a mother and father all of this would have been different. But then again, no one has a mother and father anymire. Corporate America has reinvented what family is.


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My book has all 5 star reviews. That says everything. And I can die happy with that alone.

My book, Escaping The Despondent Sea can be found on Goodreads and Amazon Kindle Unlimted.
You can also find a trilogy of poetry books- The Wishbones- book 1
The Wishbones- Life's Magic book2
and book3 The Wishbones Love and Seasons

Thank you for your valuable time. ZSP