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Truth about Canada

Commies

Way back in the cold war do you remember that imminent threat
Commie’s they were everywhere it was as bad as it could get
These ruthless reds where poisoning humanities hopes and dreams
But what we perceived as truth were lies deception and scheme’s
There’s way more to this world than what meet’s the eye’s
The things that we perceive as truth are just bold face lies
Climate chaos they present as the new threat not communist’s
If we don’t do something quick our world will die I guess
That’s the line their selling our future not so bright
If we don’t pony up the dough we will lose the fight
Climate chaos it will kill us twelve years are all we got
The bait is cast the hook is set another sucker caught
Hand out all your money Now don’t that just sound strange
Some how fiat currency can repair our climate change
This ain’t about the weather and our mother earth
It’s about relieving you of what ever that your worth
Your home your car’s your liberty even all your land
Will be confiscated for the greater good by the hidden hand
I know now what you are thinking this sounds a little red
No not communism this is socialism this is what they said
Democracy is an illusion freedom of choice is a delusion
Your constitutional or bill of rights all come down to your will to fight
To stand alone as others crawl to heed the warning and hear the call
There’s nothing new about the new world order it’s just a new name

For one to take and hide the truth so the commie’s they can rein

Sharing Something Special

It is with great sorrow that we announce the anticipated passing of Ilona Helmi Wickstrom

Daughter of Pearl Wickstrom and Dennis Wickstrom step mom Beth and eternal dad Andrew Ojala.
Mother of sons Jersey Blain Little and Houston Wickstrom – along with Houston’s soul partner Shanelle. And grandmother to her four grandbabies-Jersey’s children- Micheal, Maddie, Trinity and Katerinna. Ilona has one sibling her brother Ray Wickstrom still residing in Thunder Bay somewhere?

Born in Thunder Bay Ontario on January 20 1975 and passing peacefully on September 9 2021 while comforted by family, doctors and nurses of the Cranbrook Regional Hospital.

Ilona left many friends and family behind and was predeceased by many friends and loved ones that she lost over these last two years.

Although struggling herself Ilona opened her heart and home to many of these individuals in their time of need. Caring and giving and making a difference in the lives that she touched.

Services will be announced at a later date. In lieu of flowers, if you would like you can make a donation to the Salvation Army

I cannot mend my broken heart
Learning I have lost my friend
Once my time has come and gone
Next time we take and meet again
A silent prayer for you I send

Hoping now that you can finally rest
Even though my heart still hurts
Losing you will never stop
My love for you and your time on earth
I miss you I love you I will never forget you

While your time on earth was short
I feel your presence with us today
Calming us as we deal with sorrow
Keeping us from going insane
Still our hearts it beats tomorrow
Till our time has come and gone
Remember that our time is borrowed
Our time on earth is not to long
May you be at peace and never forgotten

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Tell me Lord

When searching for answer to questions I’ve got
Sometimes the internet ain’t the only tool that I’ve bought
I’ve asked the ether or god to help me with that
Picked up his good book and here’s where I’m at

I got this book it was given to me
When I was 10 I was troubled you see
I was revolting like I’m still doing today
Nothing has changed I’m still doing it my way

So I’m sitting here with this book in my lap
Closing my eyes my inner self I do tap
I ask the ether to guide me some how
To open the book so I open it now

I keep my eyes closed intuition I feed
Show me the lines the ones I should read
Page 481 about half way down the page
The words from a prophet some called a sage

Seek ye out of the book of the Lord
and read no one of these shall fail
Some how I’ve been pushed here toward
To write these words and tell this tale

Now I do not attend no Sunday sermon
I am no prophet or no sage or tool
I’m only reporting not speaking German
I’m only saying that I think it’s cool

Don’t ever doubt your intuition
Your inner guidance from above
Use these tools at your discretion
Search for answers only using love

Don’t hold no opinion about the out come
Go with the flow as they used to say
Quite your mind inner peace now find some
Don’t hesitate to ask just ask away

Don’t think religion or spiritual awakening
That’s not why I’m here to tell you today
Using your wisdom and tools not forsaking
Finding your answers to questions your way

Your to Blame

What’s up you fucken morons
I can’t believe it’s true
I can’t believe the lengths I must take
To get my message to come through

Now I have to mention
Your lack of intelligence
How you’ll believe some white coat
Over common cents

Religious people getting vaptised
A little poke a little pain
What’s in it that don’t matter
Saint Fauci their saviors name

Wear your muzzle social distance
Wash your hands until they are red
Take your shots and all the variants
Effective and safe is what they said

They have a plan for de population
And your up it’s time to swing
Here’s the pitch that keeps on giving
Safe and effective is what they sing

And you did and you told others
To do the same just like you
Herd immunity among others
That’s exactly what sheep do

A crown of thorns upon his head
Crucified on a cross until dead
Corona Latin for a crown
A connection that maybe profound

Now here’s the thing They don’t tell you
I’ll spell it out for what it’s worth
You don’t need no vaccine nation
You have immunity from the day of birth

But of course you won’t believe me
I have no white coat or MD before my name
But when you drop dead from your drug dealing
There are no others your to blame

Listen I don’t care if your catholic
Or a Muslim or a Jew
The only thing I care about
Is to get this message through to you

If revelations is a revealing
And the four horseman are about our sun
And the rapture is about a new beginning
Then your understanding has just begun

Apocalyptic words of wisdom
The great reset has begun
Not Klaus Schwab or his minions
I’m talking about our fading sun

Suspicious Observers please consider
Do a quick search to find some truth
A disaster is coming that’s the title
Share if you care about our youth

Thirteen minutes of understanding
What’s in store for us on earth
Due diligence is what I’m commanding
Protect yourself for what it’s worth

If by chance or fate

If you can keep your freedom when all around you
Others are losing theirs and blaming it on you
If you can trust your gut while propaganda surrounds you
And do some research to find out what is true
If you can take and make your life worth living
While being lied about and censored too
If you can do this without forgiving
Then it’s clear it’s freedom that you choose
If you can see the government becoming your master
If you can feel the boot of tyranny on your throat
If you can rise up to avoid this disaster
And realize that it’s useless to vote
If you care to hear as truth is spoken
When others turn a deaf ear to the noise
When commonsense seems all but broken
And common good is not one of life’s little joys
If you can take the heap of all the bullshit that their slinging
And run the risk of censorship from the top
And loose your channel and start again at the beginning
And never bitch or complain or never stop
If you can find a host that seems willing
To pitch the truth for what it’s worth
A simple penny or a single shilling
What’s the price for a better earth
If you can talk to crowds and check your ego
When others applaud or call you a fool
If you can walk the talk when others doubt you
And make commonsense a useful tool
If you can make some sense of all the madness
While others walk around in a daze
If you can laugh in the face of sadness
And see the actors and the stage
If you can do this all while living
And have no doubt that you have won
Then your life will have a new beginning
And your story has just begun

My Plea

My plea to the people of this planet
I don’t know how to make myself more clear
We are at a turning point in earths history
And where we are heading Is my worst fear

Division of the people so we’re far apart
No not social distancing that’s not what I mean
I’m talking about physical distance between our hearts
To block a connection that cannot be seen

Affairs of the heart I’m talking about love
I’m talking about when you meet someone
They personally fit you like a glove
I’m not saying sex although that can be fun

I’m saying energy felt when you first meet
Some how you know this persons unique
You know in your gut or maybe your heart
That something is wrong right from the start

Or something is right if you know what I mean
Some how you know without being seen
You can’t ignore it it’s right in your face
A certain vibration you get from the place

Your gut starts to tighten or maybe it’s calm
Some how it tells you if you belong
This unseen vibration or feeling you got
Tells you to listen it tells you a lot

But do we listen when it sounds the alarm
To keep us safe and away from the harm
That is currently threatening humanity
That could potentially kill our civility

Snitching on neighbors for dollars you owe
Government payouts for online trolls
Contact tracing to follow who knows
Hiding the truth their lies it does show

Our bodies are capable of hidden insight
And what has been hidden or maybe just lost
If we don’t tune in and use it our future it may cost
When making decisions that just don’t feel right

When something seems stupid and obvious to me
And on this point you might disagree
Isolate the healthy quarantined in your home
Told When you can leave and where you can rome

Booze and pot are essential they state
Elective surgery will just have to wait
Colored pictures of virus they tell you exist
Electron microscopes a fact they might miss

Only take images in black and white
Something is fishy something ain’t right
My bullshit meter just gave me the sign
My body screaming Will you listen this time

I’m no one special or gifted or different than you
I’m sure you’ve felt it like a slow turning screw
A tightening of your inner core
Do I have to tell you more

We have to realize
Mainstream media full of lies
Use your heart not just your head
Or you could wind up more than dead

So stop and give humanity a hand
Stop vaccinations while we still can
Bill he’s no doctor he’s just a gate
Help stop this now before it’s to late