KubiKook
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2026
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As Much as You Can; Don't Participate/Invest in THE BEAST Systems that are Destroying Everything, including YOU!!!: Big Food/Big Agra (Factory Farming, Supermarkets), Big Pharma & Big Medicine (Doctors & Drugs, etc.), Big Tech (Amazon, Palantir, etc.), Big Energy (Oil, Gas & Electric), Big House & Big Auto, Big Banking, Big Retail, Yada-Yada-Yada! Time to Fast from Empire (America & China)!!!
Starve the Beast!!!
Verse 1
The Beast is the Empire imposing its will,
the great Satan praying it’s his role we fill.
He feasts on our heart, our soul and our mind,
banks on us becoming one of his kind!
Bridge 1
Be in love with your neighbor, in love with God,
the Man who lit a fire upon a cold, lonely sod!
Chorus
Starve the Beast, he’s partying deep down inside,
feed The Priest, He’s hardy and helps us abide.
starve the Beast endlessly, selfishness now tamed
then we feast heartily, no longer ashamed!
Verse 2
We don’t want to war with our own flesh and blood,
like in the days of Noah it brings on the flood
of emotions overflowing into the wild,
deluging us with vanities that leave us defiled!
Post-Verse
Vanity is emptiness, a world all alone,
a place void and dark before God’s Light had shone.
Illuminating everything, He made His Bride one,
oh, what a miracle from the father and Son!
Bridge 2
In love with their neighbors, in love with all life,
they’re proposing to you, come be the Lamb’s wife!
Repeat Chorus
Post-Chorus
Winter is Coming winds are howling within,
shaking foundations, we all built on sin.
Fires are burning inside your domain,
receive Revelation, believe in God’s reign!
Repeat Chorus
There was an old lady, from the "Cree" tribe, named "Eyes of Fire", who prophesied that one day, because of the white mans' or Yo-ne-gis' greed, there would come a time, when the fish would die in the streams, the birds would fall from the air, the waters would be blackened, and the trees would no longer be, mankind as we would know it would all but cease to exist.
There would come a time when the "keepers of the legend, stories, culture rituals, and myths, and all the Ancient Tribal Customs" would be needed to restore us to health. They would be mankinds’ key to survival, they were the "Warriors of the Rainbow". There would come a day of awakening when all the peoples of all the tribes would form a New World of Justice, Peace, Freedom and recognition of the Great Spirit.
The "Warriors of the Rainbow" would spread these messages and teach all peoples of the Earth or "Elohi". They would teach them how to live the "Way of the Great Spirit". They would tell them of how the world today has turned away from the Great Spirit and that is why our Earth is "Sick".
The "Warriors of the Rainbow" would show the peoples that this "Ancient Being" (the Great Spirit), is full of love and understanding, and teach them how to make the "Earth or Elohi" beautiful again. These Warriors would give the people principles or rules to follow to make their path right with the world. These principles would be those of the Ancient Tribes. The Warriors of the Rainbow would teach the people of the ancient practices of Unity, Love and Understanding. They would teach of Harmony among people in all four comers of the Earth.
Like the Ancient Tribes, they would teach the peoples how to pray to the Great Spirit with love that flows like the beautiful mountain stream, and flows along the path to the ocean of life. Once again, they would be able to feel joy in solitude and in councils. They would be free of petty jealousies and love all mankind as their brothers, regardless of color, race or religion. They would feel happiness enter their hearts, and become as one with the entire human race. Their hearts would be pure and radiate warmth, understanding and respect for all mankind, Nature, and the Great Spirit. They would once again fill their minds, hearts, souls, and deeds with the purest of thoughts. They would seek the beauty of the Master of Life - the Great Spirit! They would find strength and beauty in prayer and the solitudes of life.
Their children would once again be able to run free and enjoy the treasures of Nature and Mother Earth. Free from the fears of toxins and destruction, wrought by the Yo-ne-gi and his practices of greed. The rivers would again run clear, the forests be abundant and beautiful, the animals and birds would be replenished. The powers of the plants and animals would again be respected and conservation of all that is beautiful would become a way of life.
The poor, sick and needy would be cared for by their brothers and sisters of the Earth. These practices would again become a part of their daily lives.
The leaders of the people would be chosen in the old way - not by their political party, or who could speak the loudest, boast the most, or by name calling or mud slinging, but by those whose actions spoke the loudest. Those who demonstrated their love, wisdom, and courage and those who showed that they could and did work for the good of all, would be chosen as the leaders or Chiefs. They would be chosen by their "quality" and not the amount of money they had obtained. Like the thoughtful and devoted "Ancient Chiefs", they would understand the people with love, and see that their young were educated with the love and wisdom of their surroundings. They would show them that miracles can be accomplished to heal this world of its ills, and restore it to health and beauty.
The tasks of these "Warriors of the Rainbow" are many and great. There will be terrifying mountains of ignorance to conquer and they shall find prejudice and hatred. They must be dedicated, unwavering in their strength, and strong of heart. They will find willing hearts and minds that will follow them on this road of returning "Mother Earth" to beauty and plenty - once more.
The day will come, it is not far away. The day that we shall see how we owe our very existence to the people of all tribes that have maintained their culture and heritage. Those that have kept the rituals, stories, legends, and myths alive. It will be with this knowledge, the knowledge that they have preserved, that we shall once again return to "harmony" with Nature, Mother Earth, and mankind. It will be with this knowledge that we shall find our "Key to our Survival".
This is the story of the "Warriors of the Rainbow" and this is my reason for protecting the culture, heritage, and knowledge of my ancestors. I know that the day "Eyes of Fire" spoke of - will come! I want my children and grandchildren to be prepared to accept this task.The task of being one of the........"Warriors of the Rainbow"
Ghosts of the Great US
This legacy is haunting me, genocide & slavery,
America, why can’t you see your wealth’s built on atrocity?!
Those ships of 1492 are painted blood-red, white & blue,
men dreaming Empire endlessly, Imperial insanity!
These beasts began their murder spree hell-bent on prosperity,
land of the free, home of the brave in flames while flags of Europe wave,
the Spaniards & the Portuguese were first to hear the tortured pleas,
then Anglo-Saxons took control, Teutonic dark Knight in their soul!
This legacy is haunting me, devils claiming destiny,
God’s blessing on barbarity, the white man’s kind of charity;
Preachers preach this heresy, Inverted Christianity,
a manifest of hate & lies, raising Cain as Abel dies!
Natives caged behind red walls as rapists build their sick town halls,
stolen lands made property of men who prosper violently;
Arawak & Cherokee, Apache, Mohawk & Pawnee,
the Massacre at Wounded Knee, a trail of tears our history!
This legacy is haunting me, ghosts born on that lynching tree,
founding fathers proud to be sires of white supremacy;
Mobs terrorized without a trace of guilt or shame on their pale face,
posing with disdain & glee, immortalized monstrosity!
Emmett Till to Brown & Floyd, more cavalry & troops deployed,
the horror of four centuries of black folk hung on U.S. trees;
But there is still a spark of hope, Christ’s light burning on that rope,
redemption juxtaposed with death, the promise of God’s grandson Seth!
This legacy is haunting me, men still killing endlessly,
if one can't set another free, none will have their liberty;
O’ shining city upon a hill, will you ever have your fill,
all the precious blood you spill, crying from the ground I till!
My Jesus weeps for all His sheep, lambs to slaughter, rams asleep,
hanging from that cursed tree, He’s desperately imploring thee:
Repent, Repent, your Life’s at stake, America, attend your wake,
look upon the Face of Hell & know it's where the Great US dwell!
