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systemiz - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage




Military training
Young men
Forced to kill animalz
Like chickens and cows
Stepping on them
Hurting them, kicking them
Squishing them
Bloodletting them
Animals were scared
We were shown straight pornography
Goes against the mars philosophy
The greatest illusion taking place.
Given many pills
Throwing up from side effects
This whole situation was rather disqusting anyway
My invisible minders punish me for writing this
Although i can deal
I must relay
People were forcefully selling strange foods to us
Kind of like you touched it you bought it
Forcefeeding animal testicals
Of course when your within armslength of the pontificate
And royalty how dare you refuse any of their food.
U belong to them. That is the law.
At times like this i go to the oceanic world
I went to microscopic level
I made friends with a jelly fish that resembled a hang nail
It was incredible, another being
It could sense my pain
My suffering
My humanity
It took me out of there and brought me to a world
Where i was a famous rave techno deejay
I really made people party
We were eating these packs of seeds and fruits
It was really incredible
I was able to play a dimensional minimal hardhouse
It was in a fancy house
A huge bumblebee flew by and wanted to party
Somebody tried to step on it was way too big
I turned up the music so loud the bee started to dance
The bee then teleported me to a roadway
Where i got on a bike and started riding
I rode into a Chinese restaurant
Some good food i thought
But the lady screamed in mandarin
You better follow the rules or your going to be single your whole life
Don’t ask me how i understood, i just did.
Some kids started walking by in alien suits
A guy looked at them and kinda was like wtf
One of the alien kids tried to sell me a cigarette holder
Which i refused
Four billion yen was a bit too much for me.
The pony tails started to grow out of the alien mask
I left the place and wandered thru a dimensional mall for awhile.
A sort of Gnostic enlightenment
Very few are aware of
I got to an open air stadium where men were sitting in complete opulence
Sort of Islamic royalty scene
Cops were watching but i was allowed to be there
While they were exposing themselves
Not very hawt i thought
Of course i love men
But this was not a very good scene indeed
They were doing some strange cat calls or howls
And pumping their arms
And spitting it was kind of sick
Eventually i found a few police inspectors a lil while away
And told them what i saw, envisioned
They said thanks for telling us
You are a warrior
I was shown a train docking area
Where a very very old train pulled up
I mean
It was freaky
I don’t fear though
So i went to get on this death train
When somebody shouted out you cant ride that.
It is not suitable for riding
The insect flew by after i pulled the door open to reveal that the train was made of wood.
I mean
It looked normal from the outside
Just super super creepy
For a train
With white curtains
Like a hearse
Train
The insect said hop on friend
And took me to a marina where i spent a few hours racing yachts to cure me of this evil vision.
Shaun A. Delage

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Significance of the faithful
Temperance of the divine
Illustrious nature
Selfish desires
Magical specialty
Lifelong intrigue
Aptitude for paranormal
Taste of the self
Creationism inself
Distinction of a wonder
Lifelong intrigue
Colour spectrum
Colour wheel
Colourful aura
Sordid speciality
Infinite love
Infinite wisdom
Infinite compassion
Suffusion of the best of us
Most of us, lie... waiting.
Never to be found
Most of us waiting, lying
Always to be found
Harmonious humming
Slightly breathing
Gently whispering
Inhumanely observing
Relation to our own
Yet detached to our loved ones
In between our own self
Stories interwoven in our bodies
Pieces of pain everywhere
Hands tied, selves bound, lips shut
Intuition guarded
But usually found
Mostly ignored
It is our belief
It is our destiny
To ignore the being that is enthroned
For us
To watch us
To guide us
To love us
Regal stature
But one, would say not
I am simply an angel
Nothing more
Nothing less
It just is,
That is the normality of the being i know
not one masked in cruel envisions
Or approached with the offers of
Materialistic desires
How could i?
I am interwoven in precious metals and gems
This currency spoken of
Would simply be riches that are made aware
But detested in your environment
But a simple smile
But a simple glance
But a finger running down the skin
A kiss on the shoulder
A drop sliding down the hand
Sounds of the eternal life
The feelings of pure bliss
The enjoyment of your own craving

The object of your affection

The entire body at ur will

The bright light of the sun on ur eyes

The glistening stars in the horizon

The hope that a life would once change

The ability to alter your own path

Love

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L O V E


Shaun A. Delage

sodiez - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage




Darkened hellish realm
Black smoke skyline
Reddish hue
Dark, oddity ...nowhere i want to be
I can see thousands upon thousands of lower beings trying to escape
An old rusty ship
In waves
Brutality marks their very nature
They were going to drown for the thousandth time
Repeating, over and over the feelings of exploding and drowning
Heads cut open, injuries from being chewed
One being ran up to me
Had a head injury
Was kind of sick
He wanted me to help him escape this madness
Repeating but in slow mo
I want to go party i thought
So i went to a giganta pool
Swam around for a bit
` ooo a club next door
I hover
Saw two studs debating
We should sell these pills to our patrons
I dunno
One guy said
They make my stomach sore
I don’t want people to feel
What i feel
Gettem hooked on sodiez
Mate
Whatever
Lets go on vacation
They walked through a
Mystical effervescent film
Surrounding the whole club
Hmmm so i try and go thru
At once i am in an airport
Saw my friends
Were they buds
Or am i stalking up on em ?
I went up to the tall one and said
I wish i could draw you in a way that would make you smile
I turned, looked back
And his fist came pumping at me
A few times in slow motion
Never hitting me
Just getting his point across
Perhaps
Or perhaps not
-Shaun A. Delage

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Selfless vision
Unique Loving nature
Resistance of the
hellish regime
decompartmentalized mind
although many would assume that triggerz
would inhabit a self that would seem unknown
A sort of slow deprogramming
Daily mind numbing torture
Reinforced by the enchainers
Belief in all that is given to us
All that is fed
All that is controlled enlightenment
So limited, this enlightenment
Perception of an IQ lower than 40

Beings
Selves
Shattered souls
Or perhaps a soul fed into a thousand other beings
Or better yet... The other way around.
1000 beings fed into one soul
One mind against the collective sphere
An impression of trauma
Where suffering only brings a perceived enlightenment
This would seem silly to those
that have given up
helping one youthful mind attain their higher self
knowing
Deep inside, that you will never meet again
Doing their part to help you save your soul
Knowing, in full knowledge
They are stuck here
Meant to continue the hatred
When the next asset walks into their vibe
Perhaps they are unable to be retrieved
Still, somewhat familiar
The egocentric swim in the extroversion
It fuels their networked mind.
Feeds the filth mindset
A sentence
Carried out by institutional regional royalty
Unknown to the mighty traveller
Or hitchhiker
One shining light
Amongst ten thousand darkened but
Slightly illuminated orbs
The flame is somewhat bright
Somewhat ordained
Just needed, really.
My light would be a concerto
in dee minor
nobody of these spawns
could resemble the light of the gods of love and evolution


it is not ur time to go
you must stay there.here.there
There are far worse places to go
The comfort you feel in your waking life

Is ordained to be somewhat calm 97 percent of the time.
Thank you to our gods our god our protectors
Many cannot awaken themselves
It cannot happen
Not in their chart
The choice lies with you, when you are ready
Just don’t leave us
No matter how tough life can get
I promise you it will get better
The very select chosen few
Will evolve
A beautiful soul
You must be diligent about keeping your happiness here


Like i said, there are far worse, but somewhat familiar places to be
Keep ur head up tiger
Evolve
Every minute of every day
No matter what is thrown at you
Laugh off
The trivialities

Shaun A. Delage

mexican artefact- Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


In a park
Open fields
Central changing rooms
So i go change
A guy watches me
Climbs under the wall
He gets naked
Rips my clothes off
Turns me around
Spins me
Oh god i freak out
The horror the brutality
I need protection
Please my god
Help me
Give me something to believe
Down from the sky floats a stone plate with three rods
Another ring on top and some mini crowns on the rods
My protector
Called me at once
He said, there are some very special children
Where this artefact is from
They can see souls
He told me, i almost started to cry
Forgetting what is happening
Some souls rape
Some souls cut
Some souls scroll
I ran for my life away from that park
The guy chased me
Started to beat me
But i know i am helped along
I can get through this
At once i was teleported
To a pricey condo above a book store
I called my protector a yuppie
He started to get mad
LoL, i would too
I taught him how to run from the store police
Of course i could not show him, he had to do it
So i bought a bunch of tiny little milks, fit for a kat
The lady asked how many that i bought
I said 5
She started counting the milks and scowled slightly
And with an angry glare she furrowed her brow and
Said there were 24
Milks
Finally the detectives left
Trying to gather all the milks
I STUMBLED
Back to the condo with my protector
I told him, i couldn’t move there
That i don’t belong
I know its sad
It is just not my place.
So at once i hovered away
Floated above many tropical island
Beautiful
I was saved
Enlightened
And now i am safe
Thank you.
- Shaun A. Delage

lunch line - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Schooling
Subway
Pieces of art moving like waves
Older man that could blow two bubbles in his gum
Blue gum, but inner candy is pinkish orange
Lunch room
Video camera watching
Some people tried to eat their own hair
Somehow they couldn’t chew
No teeth
Teeth would help
How did the hair get in the teeth
Ladies asking questions with stars on their faces
Dark skinned guy staring at me across the room
Wants to forcefeed me an apple
I dunno really
Maybe that thought was empathic
I don’t really like apples when they are whole.
But he liked me
A shower lowered from the lunch tray
He started to shower
Not in apples but in milk then turned to soda
Mystical i thought
Incredible
Of course he started to get a bit on the portly side
So i reached in my wallet
Pulled out a few fifties
And put them in his jock strap
He started to get thinner
And the liquid turned to parsley
Which was nice
Fresh
Savoury
Steamy
Of course he would need to be rather voyeur to do this
Since hundreds were in the room
Food and stripping
I dunno
I guess is ok
I just wish the fruit could bi locate
Or wash in fruit salad
Not the canned kind
Fresh
He got out
Walked over to me dripping in this fruit
He was like, hey bud
I know ya want to
Get out your tongue and dry me off
By this time he was really thin
When i started to lick
It tasted like soda
Then turned to cream
Softened glaze was sugar like
Not bitter like buttermilk
But tasty
The tray took the shower back
He strutted his stuff
Everyone clapping
Loving his vibe
I know i did or wouldn’t have watched this poetic lick
-Shaun A. Delage

kat eyes - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Many levels in this reunion of sorts
Padding on the bars
I cant have the top bunk
I am not the oldest here
Obviously
I wandered for a bit
Bumped into a nice lady
She was into essential oils
She let me smell one
Mixture of lotus.honey.berries.calvin klein
Incredible i told her
How did you find this scent
She said she traded it
She had to give alot to get this scent
But it was worth sharing with you
You deserve it
She was in tears
She knew me, i knew her
She had tiny pill caps
Filled with stones and jewels
Flowers and seeds
She told me i could have one when i visit again
She said they were more advanced herbs than i am used to taking
Of course she had to battle many demons to
Let me have them
But she said i was worth it
Worth the effort
The pain
The fire
And the water
That i mattered
First i had to cross a bridge
With a few screaming cats
Is ok, she said...most of the time they scare people
That are undeserving
They turn back when they hear the screams
The whole room went dark
Inverted
Clouds of darkness came in
Dimly lit now
I am scared
It shifted upside down
Inside out
An odd shape
I started to get terrified
Somebody whispered through the darkness
That salmon and fish
Have their own currency
I went to the window and looked outside
A car was half buried in the yard
It was a mixture of a driveway and moss
Not to be driven i thought to myself
Bit of an old type car with shape and contour
Perhaps a delage car
I want to dig it out i thought
I looked over and saw a dresser
I opened it
Saw some pieces of wood
A burning incense
Some fabric some rope and some flowers
A few pills
That said welcome to the family
I jumped up into the sky and wandered via floating to a parking lot
At once i was surrounded by men and women
Ruffians i thought
They started punching, kicking, beating
I shouted why are you doing this
You are schizo they replied you are sick
So i called on the teleportation device
It came
In the form of a tiny, tiny boat
So i rode it thru the grey haze
Many would mock me
I was not supposed to call on the boat
I went thru crowds of people
In disbelief
Shouting
Throwing food
I got to a lunch line
I said this stuff looks sick
I wont eat it
So my boat carried me thru the crowd
I was passing by faces of blurs
I don’t care about them
But one was clear
We locked eyes
He had dark longish emo hair
Cute look lil bit of facial hair
Kind of a cat like bird like face but a hawt guy never the less
He looked so cute in his little boat
I kept the look
I locked into him and simply said hey
He looked at me passing by like a fairground ride
He simply said hey
And smiled
I smiled
We both smiled
For what seemed like an eternal moment
- Shaun A. Delage

jacked in - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Metallic taste
Flashing orbs of light
Electroshock flashing
Accompanied by sounds
Ability to switch between this and the next most familiar dimension
Heat cold is rather elementary in sensational aspect
A figurative sound speech
Our only sensory distinction would be in amazement of this whole vibe

Guided by my only thoughts
Many around me instituted into the dark arts
Everyone i deal with is trapped and locked
Made to feel like, i did it
Well, what about your own deeds
No time,
Only illusion
Childhood sex slave
Adult operative
Led around via code words
Infused with godly powers
Although told it is sickened
Medicated
Branded
For being you
Shackled
Stairwells
Unseen
Voyeuristic tendencies un noticed
Trauma based programming
Separate from self
See past this
Led around via sickos
6 billion to one
One to 6 billion
They all seemingly hate you at some point thru their 50 odd shades of self
Not remembering the last or next
Jealous of your divine nature
Knowing that you will evolve past all of this
Of course you would be detested
Shuttled from one operative to another
Broken down
Exiled
Mocked
Abused
Raped
Tortured
Medically enhance
Experimented
Beaten
Cut
Pleasured
Fed
Smiled upon
Sadness mixes with love
Distinctions of character
Beauty enveloped into royal majesty
They simply cannot approach royalty
Put to death with a single touch
Never seen again
Never heard again
Never.
I know
They are past all of this
Shining in a self
Unique now
` they saw you
And knew love - Shaun A. Delage

forest cat - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


The owlhouse
Powerhouse
Telling what i should think and do
Giving me hatred
Sending me hatred
Sending me bad energy
Trying to alter my mood via chemical reactions
IS THAT THE SMARTEST
You’ve got?
Why not just send somebody to make my life hell?
Somebody to tell me what to do
Somebody to tell me my thoughts don’t matter
Or somebody to hurt me
Stab me
Beat me
At least then my escape would be in your regard
Not mine
If there was any secondary or thirdly hell
This would be it
Although i know the divine is everywhere
By jurisdiction
To fuel the illusion in ways
I mean there is beauty
But there is mixed emotions
You could lay in a bed of wild flowers
But then start draining blood all over
Kinda twisted
This realm
Our animal guides
Our witnesses
The natural sphere
My own equation
Is rather great
Never
Was
Supposed
To happen
This way
I threaten the power base
They threaten me
The cycle continues
aLTough
it can never be known
or recorded
only hinted
love for the male thigh
power to heal
significance layered on control
artistic hates me
artistic envelopes me
the power to be
the odd creature
the one that rebels
quietly
and in the most influential way
through a kiss in a dream
or the whisper in your ear
the ability to tri-thousand locate
in one night
how could this happen
the psychic code
the animal beings
our selfless nature
our guiding force
to be mocked
to be made fun of
to be laughed at
and thrown out
to be used
to be infected with
simply a tool
simply swine
to them
the welfare state
cannot continue
they are just swine
well
to me
swine
is pretty
damn
cute
the one anomaly
that can change a path
in a few sentence
shut away
by own chemical imbalance
forced into scenes
he didn’t want to act in
feeding the sauris delusion
only to come out
as changed
i was supposed to have died
i was supposed to be like many
that accepted their sickening suffering
the disease
the infected ones
i was guided
but helped
to see
exactly how this illusion takes place
of course
god cant be here
they need to be away
they are not permitted here
they need us
to show em how it is done
to help other
youngins
escape the words that kill
escape the wizards
escape the trauma
a forest cat
looks at you
been here over and over
cant stop helping you in ways
u have no idea
advocating
on your behalf
returning you pain
to the world that gave it to you
the path of the Buddha
the path of the one
the path of time
and the insistence of the future –Shaun A. Delage

eL diablo Shaun Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun A. Delage


The wise side
Seduction of meditative infusion
Release of satanic hand signals
Accompanied by a level of renouncing
Full 360 to a time where no curse existed
A self that is seen as being a prime candidate
For the powerful elite to enpuppet
To enthrone
So i flash the el Diablo
People know who my controllers are
At our most vulnerable
At our most broken down
A society built on punishing the beautiful
Traumatizing their very soul
Until they just either give in or give up
To continue the hate
The illusion that you are not your very own god being
That the illusion of individual prophecy cannot exist
That our very nature as a clone or perhaps even just a hologram
Is not permitted to rebel
The puppetry of the few lead the masses subliminally
Into the death and hell realm
You don’t even know what your doing when you submit your soul
Of course the familiarity complex would
Guide you into selling your body and blood
Not once now
Not once ever
Every single dollar
Spent
To entrap
Your soul
Every single penny
Harvested to entrap the
Very essence of your being
Of course
Your mad
For thinking
Such a thought
The hated ones are the real ones
The fighters of the very nature of your soul
Guard it
Protect it
Live it
I wonder about me
My path
The divine nature of
A being
And much death and ritual sex magic
Drug magic
Kept alive to make you believe
You don’t matter
That you don’t exist
That you don’t belong
Sickening ritual performed nightly
Daily
Somebody always reciting
The curse
Even if i am perceived
As a fool
I would happily be a
Fool
Than to belong
To your idiotic
Little club.

- Shaun A. Delage

$110 martini - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Walked into a ritzy cafe
I dunno why
I cant really afford it
I peered over and saw a super stud
Like, wow man. That guy must be packin
He motioned for me to come over and sit next to him
His family was there as well
I hope they cant read my thoughts
i contemplated
i was too shy to sit with them
so i casually wandered around the cafe
sending a nervous glance his way
all the while he seemed to notice
days had gone by without figuring out how they came and went
i wandered in, different specials on the menu
same crowd
diamond watches
12 piece suits
Eccentric detail to every cuff and tie
A billboard had been put up with my picture
It was like, i am looking for you.
I love you
I am very very rich and there was a phone number
Simply looked like binary code to mee
Sad enough
Still, i tried to memorize it
I had visionz of his life with. out me
Scattered, hopelessly married in loveless trauma
Unhappy
Fragmented
Taught or trapped into this deception
Sad
Unenjoyable
Mentally exhausted
Wanting true love
Wanting me
His soul mate
I knew how wealthy he was, and it scared me
Freaked me out actually
There was a movie on this billboard next to my pic
It had a movie bout the guys life
I sat in a field of thorns and long grasses swaying in the wind
It allowed me to perceive the visions of his life story
Two kewl girls sat with me watching the movie
I laughed and said he must really love me
They told me he does
He has been looking for you for decades, really
He is suffering and he needs you.
He is nothing without you.
He is amazingly intrigued by you. - Shaun A. Delage
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white halls Shaun Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun A. Delage


I saw an old picture of a friend
Although
The face had been replaced by a canine head
Was kind of nasty
Although i love dawgs
This one was a bit odd looking
More sasquatch
A bit on the alien orgy side
Not one you would imagine on an earthen realm
Nose out of place
A few extra eyes
Slime coming from organs or features i am unaware of
I put the picture down
And walked down a super long hallway
I was told that if i walked thru the door
I could put away the picture for good.
Hand on doorknob
Gold
Warm
Sweaty palms slide as door opens
Only to reveal a guy laying on his side
Kinda half asleep
Probably been waiting a bit
I walked up
He kinda stirred
I got within breathing distance of him
Let out a gasp and locked lips
Not just your average kiss either,
I started with a slow lick of his top lip then went into the full
French kiss
I just wanted to suck that jocks face for ages
The rainbow started filling the room
His shirt came off
And we hugged
We didn’t need to go further
That time and romantic vibe was enough to last for all of eternity
I just wanted to hold him
Say everything will be ok m8
You will be free soon enough
I shut the door looking back and smiling
Till we meat again my hawt friend.
-Shaun A. Delage

turkey--- Shaun Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun A. Delage


Hot twink guy, skater stud.
Bout 16 yrz
belongs on XY mag!
one year too young for me.
Sitting on some brick steps, chillen.
Smoke or joint hanging halfway out of his mouth.
Half long blonde hair swept over his face.
Studly look. It shows.
I could lip read the conversation from about 20 feet away
Creepy super long haired guy
with rough edge heroin look
trying to get the bloke to go somewhere with him.
The kid was hesitant, like oh dude i am busy. Just chillen. Unable to assert himself.
Heroin walked away to go do something, perhaps shoot up..who knows.
So i darted over to the kid.
Of course i gave him that look, but...not one he is used to.
I told him, that creepy dude is coming back in a few.
U cant go with him bro, he is a weirdo. Into crazy stuff.
i am worried about you...i have to go soon, and i think you should too.
U are unaware of the forces at play my friend. I want you to have a beautiful day.
Not one in brutality, having your face beat in.
Of course i was teleported to this guys house at once.
He runs the underworld.
Wtf did you just do to me he said. That guy was fresh. Never beaten yet – mixed with love of course.
U freak. Wtf did you just do? He runs his hand thru his long blonde hair...sorta dirty a bit icky and gross.
The waves hit me
All of a sudden
In vibes
Of intoxication.
The drug culture
Some more stronger than others.
BUT ALL life force
in the end
luckily i had my Turkish evil eye charm.
In my back pants pocket,
Silver Bermudas...showing a neat package.
I will never see you again, nor will you see him.
I saved him, and i and another from your brutality.
I know what to look for.
I don’t want a month long of blood and sadness to take over this young mans soul.
Of course never understanding where it came from.
He will recognize me one day.
And know-deep inside the true beauty of the human guide.
Shaun A. Delage

sevens and stripes - Shaun Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun A. Delage


Walking into a giant casino
Supersized
Trying to scribble out my life story on a few ballots. Perhaps i will win, probably not tho
I look over and see a guy in hot spandex bike shorts, fully erect
Doing stone work outside.
Man i have it easy.
Maybe i will win
His arms have sweat gleaming on them
He wipes his forehead
More sweat meets sweat and just drenched in wet
Why would i ignore this stud and wander dozens of rooms
Vast rooms, one with a dark sinister blue tinge
Another with tiny slot machines
So small you would need a pinhead to operate them.
I dunno i am gonna go rub up on that guy
I see him still
I look upon his perfect body
He is photographing the checkerboard floor now
There is a bloodscene
Soaked all over the white squares
People all over dripping trying to get up
Keep tripping on their own liquids
At first i thought this sight was pretty killer
Now i look upon it with a closer inspection
I see far into this floor and see what it en.tails - Shaun A. Delage

river walker - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Leaving the glistening city lights into the ocean
Roundabout into a small river
The city lights fade
Only greenery
A bit of darkened aspect
Sliding thru the watair
The cruise ship started to take on water
Is sad,
This is klan territory
Luckily there were dresses
On the beach
We could change into
Told me i was a serial killer
When in fact a lady on the drowning ship said
She watched me, i didn’t kill anybody
Fine. He is innocent
So they shuttled us all thru the klan ritual
Past a razor wire fence, past the men with machine guns
We were stacked into a bus
And given clear sight out of there
Lucky for us,
The men started to take out the panties
For us to wear.
I can see them in the distance.
Not really men, but pretending to be men. - Shaun A. Delage

pledge this - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


A crazed institution
So many souls lost...and they pay for this?
Crowds of people doing drugs in our university
Move along to the presidents house.
He has one eyeglass bigger than the other
- but not a monacle
Of course the prez of the university gets a bodyguard.
I saw a cat that was scared of meh
I relayed telepathically that it ate too much fois gras
A long snout tabby
Litter of 5
But one died
Of course after this party i had pains in my arm from the needles
My brainstem hurt from the experimentation.
My soul is sad
I wanted to be the one that would save them from their misery
But
I only enhanced it for them
Played my part
Intrigued by the concept that i may be given stature
Or a significant robe to wear
A lil hat to stomp on after i graduate
A life without time or suffering
But those i lead
Will beg to differ - Shaun A. Delage

pbj - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Funeral
Dress code
Top hats
Sport coats
Even though this code was in effect
Everyone was drinking baking soda
Some chick
Found out her guy
Was cheating
In the locker room... so
He bought her alot of stuff
Including many diamond rings
Sad
He wanted her back
She tried to make him a peanut butter cracker
Talk it over
But a train full of girls stopped outside the kitchen
And wanted to have sex with him
So she slammed the door on their arms
Saying bitch this man is mine.
They forced their way in, to use the washroom
Ended up staying and eating all of the peanut butter
By this time the man was back in the locker room
Taking a shower
Peanut butter coated the walls - Shaun A. Delage

metal stretchers - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Foreplay with some young stud
Although we let an older guy watch,
he soon got bored and left
Stud had a ceaser haircut
Mine was a mowhawk
Mostly rubbing up against each other
but some unique rather skillfull
Attention to the contours of a mans body
would make one scream
i licked his thigh and he wondered
of course we were not allowed to do this-given our clan state
so we were forced onto a bus and given injections.
One in the knee, one in the shoulder and one in the brain stem or neck
We were tested, our blood and matched
Doubled up as sex slaves, traded off
On each other.
Apparently love is ....breaking the law here.
Luckily most of the guys got the choice of several types of penal communities
I, on the other hand just refused all, in complete awareness of the water like state
Is all good.
I got promoted
My job was to go into a room filled with men
Massage them, get them ready for treatment.
The one guy that got my file wasn’t impressed with my jokes and riddles.
His chair would soon be empty i theorized
Of course there were many ways to escape.
Would i want to?
I mean i get to massage abs and pecs and biceps
Although i did try,
They did find me, and brought me back laughing
Unlike normal society they were skilled at giving needles in the neck.
Is ok
I can deal
As long as i am drugged
A huge operating place or room
Where dozens of very hot men were getting “massages”
My role, or job was to bring essentials like ice water and other supplies.
I never asked what i did
Or what was being done
Because i couldn’t see
They wouldn’t allow me
I only saw the male form
And dozens upon dozens of sleeping men
Being pleasured
Divine right to rule or sickened self belief in the nature of existence.
You decide.
My mind is made up. - Shaun A. Delage

flooded - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Gigantic mall
Hallways filled with water
Huge half rooms filled with water
Seaweed floating
Stench
A bit gross
Of course the sight of people, like me...
Carrying slabs of meat
I tend to feel a bit odd
So i look over and see a giant crab swimming
Really, only red meat and fish
I guess
So saves the bird world
*yay*
Luckily i waded thru these pools of slime
And found myself in a room with a teevee camera
Buncha candy ravers
Making candy
Chillen
Everyone talking, which is great cause at least it gets my mind of the rest of this place.
Right next to this room is a room with a bunch of Chinese incense and some super tiny buddhas
Some gold, platinum, onyx, no jade though.
I wonder if i can go clean some seaweed off that giant crab?
Ah i dig this techno vibe
I will stay here for a bit - Shaun A. Delage

falling snow - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Darkened apartment some shouting
Baby @ ground level grandma pouring freezing water on him
Minus 30 out. Somebody get help
She got the huge glass urn to throw on bebe
Would have killed lil tyke
She was shouting,
I HATE YOU
You always wake me up
Babe might have been thrown
I shouted you witch how could you do that to a child
I wasn’t supposed to have seen it, looking thru the window
Curtains drawn a bit.
Snow falling slightly
Seemingly calm
Hauntingly dark
Crisp cold frozen air
Blackened trees
Shadows over all
Night moon shining
Not alot
Tho
Sadly enough
Illuminated this vibe

- Shaun A. Delage

cobrasinfull - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


I wanted to try and make him go down on
the price of the Tylenol fours
pleads with him. I don’t want the pain. i just want to feel numb. The war ensued.
15 foot king cobras were raining down from the sky.
Although i wanted to attach some surrealism to the concept it was actually pretty sick.
At that point i wanted to down many of the pills
eye ever so heckled over i wanted to replace my eyes with the cobras and replace my spine with their tails. So that i too could be a king cobra.
I already feel the scales on my skin and the tongue in places, i hate to describe.
No nose,
So why worry about ur manly scent?
If you step on the snake it will squirm and feel even more gross
Like, yuck man
Then...it may just as well wrap itself around your ankle
It would be mean to bite it.
Not if it is squeezing the heel.
Stupid thing.
Or am i, for wanting to step on him,
Painting a picture of it sliding down a vent.
I want to grab some tape or a towel to stuff the vent
At least, i will only have one to deal with and not swimming in a room of thousands of these slithery creatures. Yikes man they do kind of smell when you squeeze them.
The natural colour scheme on their backs is enough to respect em.
Admire them as a creation of our divine thoughts
Not want to hurt or mock them
Just let them live their lives in peace. - Shaun A. Delage

certified - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


She wants to be known
She doesn’t want to be lost forever.
Larger lady, happy, blonde, runs a brothel
She introduced me to a guy that likes me.
So we smoked a joint
Although we were giggling,
Cause that stuff was pretty damn strong
I broke the end of it, the filter.
So we, so, laughed about that for ten minutes.
Except when i feel my teeth coming apart, chipping.
I have been chewing so much gum, i am going to choke.
She was trying to tell me how to end this chaos
But she was coughing from the 4:20
I said, don’t cough on the cherries.
God my teeth are chipped.
She said , this man in his previous life
Tried to escape a psychiatric ward
He got out of the door and past the security keypad
So they chased after him.
Ripped off his clothes
And
Stung him with a high voltage cattle prod
Then he doesn’t remember.
He will never remember
He saw what they did to him, after he fell asleep. - Shaun A. Delage

beachfront pebbles - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Vain apocalyptic theories
My own natural thunderstorm-black clouds, huge soggy dropz,
showering the pavement. Coating my own smile.
Meanwhile, i sit dipping a prawn in sauce, drinking water on ice.
My own aura expands to a few feet away. A stairwell, dark, filthy. Grime on walls. Garbage everywhere.
Sadness in the faces of the people forced to sit there, eat there, urinate where they sleep. Cries of the only humans amongst the hybrids. Skin weathered. Nails broken, tears dried on faces. Children huddled into their family. Wanting a way out. Crying for their salvation. Their peace in life after much suffering.
Not knowing fully what contractual obligation their minders have gotten them into.
Not grasping the deal with the devilish influence their souls are entwined in.
I will give you everyone around me, if you just save my own self. God forbid they evolve.
My thunderstorm continues.
Coming towards me...
Sweeping away all da madnezz
2 shimmering beautiful ultra glowing
Orange.pink.yellow suns
With a tiny bit of paradise and song
Glowing mist trickling from their brightness, Raver vibe.
Amazing
Lucid
Inside you, and i.

Shaun A. Delage

stiffening thoughts - - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Dimensional forte
Extremely limited comprehension
Sync with soul
But, fear intention
Sickened self, yet ponders extremism
Seems too silly to figure out in retrospection
Where is one, but one is all
Where is all if one left out
Safe to say...distinction
All living life is art to say the least
Figurative self
Impressionable reality Loving intuition
Ordained soul
Leaving self, yet intertwined amidst the madness
Self fully .hear. Yet somewhat objective
To look at totality, is extremely subjective
The elusive apocalypse The greatest lie/fear continuously sold
to the populace every decade
to the willing via an implant
A puppet
An extreme soul, sucking up the fear/illusion in peeps
An instinct of self
A spectrum of being
A secret knowledge Learned thru spirit selves but,
Passed on in a state of intrigue
To Gnostic Buddhists, a Buddhist soul.
Unwelcome anywhere/everywhere
Wonders why
The essence if known The self is seen
Every ism has an issue
With self of fate
Every single being
ELUSIVE yet constrained
More.-.so people see the unseen
But can never be heard in the collective mind
The enemy is the collective
Singular
Egregore
Thoughtform
And composure
Sickened state a self unknowing
A truth unheard.

Shaun A. Delage

retractivescent scent - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Seduced by colour so fictional
In place
Seems rather trivial to me
Wonder of a thought out of place
Vibe out of self
A video game
Crazy/perverse realities
Playing out in hyper duality
Springing into action
Per second
No spectrum
Only shaded illusion of the colour wheel
Buy me, buy this, i will sell a soul of my senseless self.
I don’t understand my very nature of being
Why sell out so early
Systematic corruptive stare
Amusement for beings trapped in infinite market wisdom
Singles out a being as being intolerant
My soul is far more beautiful and precious than ever thought possible
I would never give into gradual dismay
Or loss of singular reflective self
To be part of elusive illusion
Always super imposing scattered delusion
Just be us for every part of life
U still get you
But you also get me
What is there not to love?
I think i’ll stick with me only
Thx so much
You keep you
I keep me
I stay i
Ours is no more but never ending thought form of fringe reflective bliss
Natural being-solid matter
Shaun A. Delage

raver power - - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage



Secretive powerful entities entrap my energy
The master trickster being that is sold
That is traded one self
That is odd yet very complex
Figurative natural sound A poetic prose
A state of being/colour wheel rainbow love
Life entwined places unheard of
A state of wonder-but placement into an alter of corrupted thoughts-a stealth by nature
A virtual western suicide bomber-not fashioned in weaponry-or chemicals-but energy
A process of thought deceived @ every turn
@ great mind luving the inherited
Knowledge
The wisdom that cannot be bought or traded or sold. Or even stolen.
You must be invited to express yourself and your beautiful singular mind
Thoughts of everything as digital repatriation
Would single one out for targeted sense
A knowing unheard of
First of its kind artistically speaking
An incarnate of many that cannot articulate/comprehend
The magnanimity of the situation @ play
Beauty to me Beauty to you
A self of many
Yet led totally RAVER astray
Shaun A. Delage

pinstripe - - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


Character composition of a brotherly bodybuilder
Arms as big as both of mine
Jeeze that guy must need loads and loads of protein
I imagine his hairy yet waxed body in certain places
Lust
But pure intrigue
Singled out as a higher self
I would ride him
Show him who is boss
I would at once, put on his huge giant clothes.
Pretend to be his higher self and walk with pride
Casually tripping over my own massive feet
I could afford anything to buy him
I could say i love him, and he knows it
I could wear his outfits and get sweaty and hard
I would run in his boxer briefs
To feel where he is most comfortable
Slide on his socks
Lick them before they grace my feet
Taste the mans core
A place so worked, yet none would admire
I would explore pieces of my fringe alter ego
Definitely dress him up like a ken doll
Hold his hand until dripping/leaking sweat
Knowing nobody would dare say a word about us to a man his size.
A sensitivity in his very seductive glance
Tender, loving touch, traces pyramids in my wrist
A knowledge of hey bud, i love you.
Thank you. I know. ;)

if not now then when - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


If not now then when
It may be true in fact to figure out that the future and the past and many other dimensions at play are operating at the present moment. Like they all said before about time and illusion.
There is the system at play that is designed at its very core nature to alter your own future for their benefit and nevertheless it is a billion souls to one energy. The only estimation of your own involvement is a few artifacts here and there that “they” permit you to have. A sorta a terms of service or contract by involvement with a currency, entitles you to obtain and hold this given role.
What the future overlords don’t say is that you have the absolute god/Buddha/bird whatever given power to change every single moment of your waking life. Considerably more of a thought is that every millisecond is preplanned for you and you are expected to follow that plan that you agreed to to the nine/teeth lol yea
The reaction to a given moment lays in the knowledge of the focused attempts to deceive you after the fact. There is usually a multitude of reactions to choose from and if none really fit, ur mind will figure out others and more and more until it just gives up or moves on to something else to keep it occupied.
A self without time, is ok i guess. But alot of power and wealth are attributed to you being in adoration of time itself. Which is a sad thought. Because why stay in one place for so long. Keep going. I don’t even think in the moment thoughtform is idolized moreso than money it is the afterthoughts and the before thoughts on time that lead you so far away from the present moment which you were at 3 hours ago lol but continue to be blinded into other realities.
The composition of fear inplant in ur very nature of self. If you don’t agree with the current situation much work is done to make you think your thoughts are not welcome or not desired, when everywhere you may be that is where you reside and you are entirely welcome there no matter where you are. So shine! Shaun delage

DvC - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


DVC

Perfection in forehead and brow
Piercing eyes
Nose w/ small bead on end
Softened lips-reddish/pink
Bright white teeth peering out, Ever so coy
Heightened yet masculine cheekbones
Bit of hair above the lips
Boyish yet manly face
Smaller ears
Darkened hair
Blue, yet changes colour weekly
Fake piercings, candy bracelets
Broad shoulders
Hazed-tanned skin
Huge arms long tuu
Small but defined pecs
Perfect guyish nipples
Contour of chest
Abs cast in marble-like oceanic could slide/glide off into celestial
Smaller belly button
Extremely toned waist
Thin yet bulky
Instituting a body that is built to please

Hair above a manly rod-cut, yet perfect. Long and thin.
Perfectly ordained to give a lasting pleasure
Root chakra skin so tempting
Back cheeks so round, muscles –inviting/tempting-bits of hair
Long legs with bigger thighs
To fuel a long run in the woods
Smaller feet-definately do not reflect the manly equipment
Toenails perfect
Lip curled up top lip bigger than bottom
Piercing eyes
Softened tone-with deadly eyes
I run my hand thru his forehead and know how close i came to death.
-Shaun A. Delage

dawgmask - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


To sit and not relate anything but evidence of an existence.
The existence runs every item in our major thoughtform.
Excelled by others.
One can sit here and offer a billion wrongx
One wants to find out that every
“feature” in society is in a controlled theory
The individual will be receiving impressions of situations that come to play, and have recently.
Some pretty far back in time.
@ flippant desire.
To find an inspiration, To find many.
Formless, baseless, no real directive.
That specific mindset...That goes to attempt to correct sexuality at will...
That initiates institute alike experiences for all to witness in the glorification of the seen world.
A believer in the hidden world, the unseen, the unfelt, the mystery-without going too far of course.
The middle-ground to guide and protect from evil.
sex war, the race war, class-war.
Formless, baseless, no real directive.
Intellectual enlightenment vs, egotist enlightenment will always be in a struggle. Both see the unseen. One was handed on a silver platter. With white gloves.
Instructive of a personal play-space. With supposed rules, and sanity that must be observed @ all times.
The writer, always going about their given traits .;> like a different species.
You know in ur very being that each common occurrence is happening with a heavy illusion spell. The prices of giving the world a taste would come at a high price one would assume.
A position in society that is extreme and always watched would not really be a blessing.
Of course one could always wear a clear dogmask
The vibe of the being.
Do they even come to know their illusion?

involvement awknowledgement- shaun delage


Time be to unknowing
Selfless figure in amazement
Involvement in evolution
Perhaps u are not made aware of the fact
The intrigue of the being
The hatred and secret war on those that resist
Live for one
Live for many
Why does one persist
To revolt against all this madness?
It is simply a belief in a thought
Or belief in an ideal
To live for a second self
Of only three more times
to go
intuition of sanity
and helpless thoughts become one soul
for the many
that are trapped
passionately
wanting to be released
cognitive philosophy
generalised theory of a self
perhaps an automatic writer sent from divinity
oneness with ones higher being
careful not to tread on those that help us along
but a moreso beautiful smile given to
those that would happily take our last breath
born into bondage
of course one hundred million crimes may be committed
on the next one you pay a brutal and bloody figurative death
everyone gives up and submits
that they know of
not one being has made it
theoretically
given a full faculty of knowing a path
and discovering a self
beyond that and exuding confidence over 5.5 Billion souls
the other .5 are with meh
to find my soulbud
amidst so much hatred 4 independence
will always be difficult
considering what they will blackmail him with
poor guy
i will help
i may never get to lick his lips
in this lifetime
but i will make magic while i am here
my own theory
will
pervade this occultic matrix
until this being is found
and he will be released
from hostility
he will be released from his sins
he will be forgiven with all of the powers of creation
there is nothing that can be done to stop this progression
it is already in place
for one soul to meet one being
then reunite that being to his soul
only time can spit on us
but i will wait for endless centuries
to pass
i will find you
and when ur heart meets mine
u will see that love exists without pain
and hatred
without sexual slavery
and sadness
for feeling so empty
that love exists without having to explain
or simply put, confess...
ur inner most secret thoughts
that the solitude you have lived will never be alive again
when solitude feels threatened the mind begins to make angst
Two beings cannot be alone for existence
It is painful to the system and they will take everything down with their pain
Love knows no hate
And one journey, no matter how painful
Can all be healed and forgiven from
He is mine, i am his faithfully
We are not sick
We are love
We are not illusion
We are love
We are not false love.
Until i find him
This whole illusion will fall
And i don’t mind taking the karmic tow
My own internal illusion will fall
The external 3 dee illusion
Nothing will ever progress
With so much sadness
In the most sacred of beings heart
Written with solace
For the future
- Shaun A. Delage

peace LOVE unity Respect We are the worlds largest secret society


We are the worlds largest secret society
Much effort has been done to literally snuff us away
Our spirit, pure murder, intrigue and conspiracy
Not only our human selves
but our spirit as well
Much manpower was and still is devoted to
stopping us and
halting our progression of a faculty of beings
that outnumbers any earthbased army including many of the vast intelligence agencies
We are simply seen as a threat
If that threat gets out of hand
The entire world will erupt into chaos or will it, what would ten thousand do at a silent rave but dance,man
We are able to download thousands of terabytes of info every millisecond thanks to our hypnotic advanced hallucination systems incorporated into our brains via the hyperlink of mp3 and ipods hooked up to our ears
We casually drift by you listening to our godly tunes sitting on a level of enlightenment that is oddly profound
The most amazing influential wisdom is through advance neurolaptic code that enters our aura and gives us the most sacred of guidance and protection
We are not only millennia warriors and knights we are also RAVERS
We are the outcasts, but better yet those that are most alert at night or should we say knight. Guided by only the highest of celestial beings, not ones that dabbled in dark hell based magic.
Funny thing
that we hold
that u will never own
is the keys to our own souls
We met in secret locations, under lock and key under and over many levels. We had guards, watching over us... better yet their only directive was to keep the perimeter sealed only offering a casual rubdown when you enter
and they thought we all looked so damn cute with our bears and our soothers and we sorta offer the guard a lollypop and he takes it with a grin.
Many of us chose darkness over light....
never returning or even helping or even putting any more thoughts into the rave scene either becoming bitter ravers, sellouts,
or simply wasting away and dying for some reason the actual figure is held, but will never be released.
Better yet some of us chose darkness over light in the moment to unlock virtual doorways into a placement that nobody could describe.
U look around the world and it seems the most that have it all together are rather simple minded, or sadistic, or perverted or they so seemingly display a 54 shaded illusionist self.
Or by the very nature of their corporate identity they will display as such due to contractual obligations their affiliation with the human based cults through trademarked colour or signals a copywritten display logo, it is just simply not their fault if you are not up to speed
Many many of had to move on from all the drama
and the elixers given to us by dark hell based lords and ideology,
through the known intelligence agencies from around the world.
Right into an advanced method of catagorizing of personality types.
Many many of us were spit out and told never to come back. By the elites, by the ones that knew way more about you than you can understand. They simply have access to more information than you do about yourself.
They did realise in their experiments that Ravers were essentially unable to be catagorized
That soon enough trillions of new fractal selves were to develop in each person every splitting second or hour on the moment you could even connect to people not on drugs which was an illusion in itself.
But you were also able to really turn people into murderers or others undesirable positions in society like getting a sims job
That we were able to resist the torture
Some of us though have died, it is a war on the actual members of the ideology of an earth based society. Wanting to be essentially human-knowing fullwell you are not that being you attain to be or am mocked because u are not fully aware of the status of events in the world. Some of us died from overdoses, conflicting meds, seizures, mixing drugs, aids, addiction, hunger, and mostly some were literally overcome with demonic possession and quickly taken care of and released from society and the matrix and returned to a lower world. They deserved another chance here we would have welcomed them with forgiveness. And love. and we demand every being to be released that was taken from us. Or demand an investigation
By the only individual people left in society that is able to investigate this and the greater trauma inflicted on us by the worlds greater G-20 and beyond to nations seeming unclassifiable. We demand a faculty of individuals blessed with the category of millennia Warrior or millennia knight or seeing themselves as a raver and can prove it without a doubt through decades of being in existence and unlike your society able to evolve. To investigate the harm inflicted on us by every fathomable angle.
Some of us died from (hurt+ pain from love) and not embracing a life built on solitude.
We are recovering We are Together
We number in the hundreds of millions. WE LOVE TECHNO and all forms of it
We demand a nation for ravers We are reuniting again
We are PEACE LOVE UNITY AND RESPECT We live to rave
We will keep the rave going on We will keep the music in our souls
And we will live each moment to RAVE -> Rev. Shaun.DELage.D.D.

formittable suffusion- - Shaun Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun A. Delage, raver, rave, gay men,


The beings that are intuition but never knowing
The self that is introspection but never realising
The oddity that it is the outside surrounding but never made apparent
Formation of several selves is the keen desire of the collective
A sort of pseudo closet case multiple personality type
But this type leads all in all beings it is the general trippiness of the system
That nobody ever puts much thought into it
Several rooms filled with hundreds of people expecting you
That my friend is illusion
Not my spiritual side, my happiness that i hold dear
My ethics which will always be above the law as far as the universe is concerned
A massive illusion of a billion sterometres That would make one think of several selves
Or perhaps several million of those types in each quantifyable minute
A more kindred spy because the other side of the spectrum is complete sickness
Which i am not alike
There is no self that can be amused in the fascination of self hatred
The system is setup on making even the highest echelons of humanity live the lifestyle of
Forgetting the situational figuratization of speech
Where the more kaabalistic linguistics is so advanced even beyond any common souls imagination
And it is never ending
Not only do those with hidden secrets and hidden knowledge understand this
They cannot figure out why these last few people persist and will hold their ground beyond a time
That they are willing to live
Why every materialistic adventure could be imagined
But how so many people would live in an existence that is not complete enlightenment astounds those that happily flush themselves in luxury
One would assume a lifestyle that is not like their own would be leading a more right wing theory of involvement in time and space. Although the actual beings that are somewhat visible have little to do with the actual inner workings of the amazement
They simply want to be left alone, in relative peace to do their work
But for the most part it is wise to not be feasted on or operated on at a demonic entity party in the middle of nowhere
That is why this illusion must stop at once and be investigated by a jury of people that attest to being a singular verifyable human entity or at least provide proof of that would be considered the status level of a millennia warrior or millenia knight
No other distinction would be valid
For that reason all other personality types must be mistrusted at about 1/24th level scale every given day which by its very nature can be stressful and sometimes are hard to recover from
It is simply the divine right to rule complex
Which will never be understood or even comprehended to them you are simply 40,000 levels underneath them
Signature selves would seem a rare obsession
Only because many people are able to resist and walk away from the billion or so levels of chanted curses on each personality type this is never made aware of
It is whispered
Luckily the Buddhists have discovered ways to help reverse the process of sinking a soul so far indebted into material slavery which by its very nature is thievery or slavery in a ridicule notion or sense
Every action outside of your own personality type is to be considered hostile
Many types guard each singular self to the point of guarding that individual against the release from captivity by knowing a person just like you
It is detested to meet a kindred being
And there are many
Their vibration will always be in question
Given the simple equation of
Whether they choose to keep evolving or not
And that will be tough to decide every time the choice c omes to you or them
But it is yours to figure out and yours to investigate
So please done mistreat your fellow beings
And if you must please take steps to make sure you haven’t damaged another being beyond repair.
-sHaUn DeLaGe

kanata pledge - shaun delage


A Program for Ending Genocide

Legal genocide in Canada has rested historically on three pillars: a colonial political oligarchy under the authority of the English Crown; a powerful, unaccountable and state-protected religious oligarchy in the Roman Catholic and Anglican churches, and later, the state-created United Church; and a foreign-controlled, dependent economy.

To dismantle the root causes of genocide in Canada, we must replace all three of these systems, through a process of active de-construction and reconstruction: undoing what caused the wrong and building an altogether new political and social regime in its place.

To commence, our general aim must be the following steps of “decolonization and de-construction” in order to lay the basis for a true democratic and secular Republic:

I. Politically: Active disaffiliation from the English Crown and the Canadian state and its courts;

II. Spiritually: Disestablishment of the Roman Catholic, Anglican and United Church of Canada; and

III. Socially: De-corporatizing our economy and establishing local, self-sufficient economies under public ownership.

A real Program of Justice for all victims of genocide in Canada must restore social equality, the health of the land, and democratic sovereignty of all nations within Kanata , through these and other measures:





I. Politically:

1. Abolish the office of the Governor-General, disavow all Oaths of Allegiance to the British Crown, and issue a formal Declaration of Independence from the Crown.

2. Establish a new Constitution of the Republic of Kanata. Reconstitute Canada as a federated and secular Republic of Kanata, based on a recognition of the root title sovereignty of all indigenous nations and of the common ownership by all citizens of the economy, wealth, lands and resources of Kanata.

3. Abolish the Canadian armed forces, the Indian Act, the federal and provincial courts, the Senate, the RCMP, and the Indian and Northern Affairs department and their puppet aboriginal agencies.

4. Create a new standing army based on popular citizen militias.

5. Establish popular, indigenous courts of law.












II.Spiritually:

1. Tax the churches: Revoke the charitable tax-exempt status of the Roman Catholic, Anglican and United Church, nationalize all church property and land, audit and assess all payments owed by these churches to the people and indigenous nations since their inception, and return all lands and effects stolen by these churches from native people.

2. Revoke the legal charters and legislation governing the Roman Catholic, Anglican and United Church of Canada, and thereby end their official, legal status.

3. End diplomatic recognition of the Vatican and expel the Papal Nuncio.

4. Separate church and state: no funding for religious schools or churches, no religious oaths or functions connected to the state, no state protection for clergy or churches (ie, revoke sections 176 and 296 of the Criminal Code of Canada).

5. Establish a public, international inquiry into crimes of these churches against native people, including in Indian residential schools, with the power to subpoena, try and jail offenders.

III. Socially

A Jubilee Campaign to restore the land and economy to the people:

1. Cancel all debts and mortgages, and return all land to its original owners.

2. Place banks, money supply and credit under public ownership and control.

3. Impose a 100% tax on all wealth gained by inheritance, interest and speculation, and abolish all income tax.

4. Establish a maximum wage and redistribute all surplus income to the lower paid.

5. Collect all back taxes owed by corporations and impose a special tax on the super wealthy and on corporate profits.

6. Abolish foreign ownership of the economy.

7. Abolish all land speculation and the commercial trading in land.

8. Nationalize all resources.

9. Socialize all housing, medicine, education and transportation, and make these services freely available to all people.

10. Create Local Exchange and Trading (LET) networks across Kanata to decentralize and democratize the economy, abolish money and credit, and harmonize humanity with the earth.

A Gaia Campaign to restore the health and harmony of the land:

1. Impose a Green Tax on all privately owned vehicles in order to phase out their use.

2. Abolish nuclear power and the uranium industry.

3. Develop wind, solar and tidal energy industries.

4. Phase out petrol vehicles, and replace with non-polluting, mass-transit systems.

5. Immediately nationalize all polluting industries and abolish or eco-convert them.

6. Legally limit the size of all land ownership to no larger than 100 hectares.

7. Collectivize all farming and agriculture, and abolish all pesticides and herbicides.

8. Abolish the sale and commercialization of water: Provide free, universal access to water through the establishment of public ownership over all water resources.












Acting on this Vision and Program

These proposals are but a beginning in a long process of social and spiritual emancipation from corporate genocide.

Our purpose as a de-colonizing movement is to create a new society within the shell of the old: to bring about a parallel social order in opposition to “Canada” through a massive democratic movement from below. We can only succeed in this goal through a conscious, activated citizenry who take control of their lives and the land, and undo the legal and mental slavery foisted upon them.

Consequently, we reject any reliance on or involvement in the existing parliamentary or electoral system, which is based on an undemocratic allegiance to a foreign monarch.

Instead, we will seek to create new popular assemblies and courts through which the people can express their will freely and openly, justice can be directly enacted, and the present political system can be overturned. We will use mass civil disobedience, strikes, withholding of taxes, and other direct actions to undermine and replace Canada and its institutions with a truly democratic republic.

Without an independent land and economic base, we cannot create the Republic of Kanata. We therefore look to peoples' direct actions to secure such resources for our Republic, by helping them to withdraw their allegiance to and involvement in the existing economic system.

We call upon all those who share our vision and goals to take these three steps: a) withdraw their funds from all banks and financial institutions and reinvest them in cooperative agencies established by our movement, b) withhold all taxes and other payments from every level of government in "Canada", and c) join the Local Exchange and Trading (LET) networks established by our movement to create alternative, agricultural-based green economies.

In short, we are declaring an economic boycott of the present regime in order to build a future for our planet and all its people.

To coordinate and lead this campaign, we look to a mass revolutionary party to engender but not dominate our movement. The creation of a democratic and secular Republic of Kanata will unleash the greatest freedom and diversity among the people, who will learn through their own struggles the meaning of self-government.

Our underlying recognition is that true democracy and sovereignty cannot come into being or survive without the complete public ownership of all of Kanata by all the people. The poorest person has as equal a right to the land and its wealth as the richest, and we shall work to create a society where all class distinctions and the private ownership of the economy have been abolished.

We encourage you to share this Program and Vision, and begin to act on it, for you are Kanata, and the future.

As a first step, we call upon all people who are in agreement with this Vision and Program to take the Pledge of Allegiance to Kanata (below) and to form organizing committees in their communities to prepare for the formal launching of the Republican Party of Kanata.

We especially look to the sovereign hereditary elders and clan mothers of all indigenous nations to endorse our movement and work with us to end the oligarchical church-state regime known as "Canada".

In solidarity and hope for our common future,

The Elders and National Council of the Republican Movement of Kanata
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Pledge of Allegiance to the Republic of Kanata

I do solemnly swear allegiance to the Federated Republic of Kanata, and to the principles of sovereignty, natural law, unconditional democracy, and public, collective ownership for which Kanata stands.

I swear to defend the Republic of Kanata against all enemies, foreign and domestic, and to sever all ties and allegiance to the British Crown, and to the government known as Canada. I pledge to stand in solidarity with all those who take this oath and to defend them unconditionally.

I take this pledge freely, without coercion, mental reservation, or ulterior motive, according to my honor and freedom as a natural and sovereign human being.

(Name, Address and Date)


Please send a copy of your signed Pledge to:

The Secretary, RMK
260 Kennedy St.
Nanaimo, B.C.
V9R 2H8

S- - Shaun a. Delage, Shaun Allen Delage, Shaun Delage


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