If this website still leaves you unsure of all the connections coming together through profound wisdom then you leave me more amazed than the amazing journey I have been on in my life to date. I am connected in amazing ways and everything is coming together as it should and we must do what we must. Raven star told me to close my chakra’s so I searched for an answer and this is what I found. Share this knowledge with those you care for and who might care for me and find me. I am lonely just like all my people who have such strong heart connections too me. I will be in Ireland sowing EU flowers. I must trust that our paths will come together one day for I have a great hole in my heart.

ZERO

I am Ravenstar
You give me everything and I want more
A greedy nothing
You give me so little and so much
& I spend it wisely and its out of touch
But a black hole is good for something
You can see what I can do with nothing
Just think what I could do if you gave more
Know this my black hole contains a star
And is so bright that is pains my heart
Its dark matter can no take more
So give me more than nothing
That is what is your life is for

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Bravehearts

This is the anniversary of William Wallace’s and Robert the Bruce’s deaths it is also an anniversary of many other bravehearts who have a connection to this time. Rosa Parkes (the lady who sat on the bus and changed US racism) and the Pope and many other renowned leaders and Bravehearts died this year. To commemorate this I have prepared the following poem.

This is the year of release
It is the sign of the beginning of peace
A new dawn has risen
where no lies can be hidden
The future is written by gifts lovingly given

Life in Scotland is great and remembering our folk heros is important. One thing Scotland has is talent and great stories. From William Wallace to Robert Louis Stevenson and JM Barrie’s peter pan we are inspired. Here is one of my poems for Wallace 700 years after he died.

How Wallace died

Did he die by fighting English foes
Or did his heart break because of his nations woes
I see this beautiful country and I would fight for him
But see so many people so negatively thin
They want it all, to own us all, they are a simple selfist
They talk of freedom but take control such futile fatalists
They kill the dream before its born it seems so clear to me
The parliament a building and our great testimony
An Iconic building beset by its own irony
Where Good Scots sunk so much of their hard won money

Is apathy our epitaph, failure our flagship then,
Is our nations, station to tread our talent down
Forced on its knees, go overseas, and claim later on
Belongs to us, this braveheart slave is mine
Stern father, claims, cruelty was a necessary fine.
You make us what we are
a tough and fine vase
Crystal clear and sharp and hard
Made for your measure a vassal and a vessel
for a worthy bard