The Written Works of Richart

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Richart
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Beautiful And White

Post by Richart » Sun Feb 21, 2021 12:23 am

Beautiful And White

Beautiful and white
heart like gold,
a vision so enchanting
their courage is bold.

Daughters of our race
pure as the driven snow,
there is no one much lovelier
from whence thy beauty doth flow.

For us Aryan men
have vowed with our hearts,
to protect our women
till death do us part.

Our commitment is very true
not false in any way;
we sincerely owe thee this great honor
for thy love thou showeth us each day.

Written by Richart
7/5/05

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Beyond

Post by Richart » Fri Feb 26, 2021 6:24 am

Beyond

Beyond imaginable limits
lies the substance of my dreams,
as I wander upon
heartfelt desires
drinking
from the sacred chalice
of thy soul.

Beyond the ageless wisdom,
before the dawn
of ethereal existence
I’m taken
to heights unknown,
enraptured
within the glow
of thy sunlit
essence.

Beyond the unquestionable,
locked within visionary splendor
I’m absorbed
in the embryonic fluid
of cosmic resurrection,
born
into the galactic sea of
starlight magic,
wrapped within
the astral tunic of thy love.

Beyond all else…

there is only you.

Written by Richart
8/24/04

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Be Still

Post by Richart » Sat Feb 27, 2021 10:58 am

Be Still

In the event of imperil disturbances
I am reminded to be still
and allow my emotional sea
to be calm upon a vast ocean of distresses,
that my ship may float serenely
upon the unrippled waters of my soul,
as a tideless display of tranquility
is pressed against worldly vibratory undercurrents,
challenging my inner-life sails
to billow before the backdrop
of a splendid blue drapery,
poised by triumphant clouds grandeur
as golden rays prance upon my bow
and the winds of destiny blow gently
against the weather-beaten stern of my heart.

Be still O western man and know
that in the face of much calamity all is well.
For all workers of righteousness shall prevail,
while those that sow evil shall diminish
from the works of their own hands.

Be still and be full of courage,
their days have been numbered.
For the time has now come
for everyone of us to stand firm
upon the foundations our white ancestors set before us,
to secure a brighter future for our children,
freeing them from the shackles of world Jewry.

Written by Richart
9-11-01

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A White Family

Post by Richart » Mon Mar 01, 2021 12:44 pm

A White Family

A man on his own
living quite free,
seeks to be completed
to live more perfectly.

It’s not gold he seeks
nor things so vain,
just a woman who knows
to be a family is gain.

She’ll be the strength of his sinews
a helpmeet in life,
who will always be there
his friend, his wife.

Together they’ll journey
in life forevermore,
as two hearts become one
then the two become four.

Never to be forsaken
to each other they are bound,
never to mongrelize
a race pure and sound.

So this man and woman
living quite free,
are now completed together
for more white babies to be.

Written by Richart
2/27/21

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Birth Of A Cosmotheist

Post by Richart » Tue Mar 02, 2021 8:27 pm

Birth Of A Cosmotheist

Inspirational chords
vibratory light,
a starlit sky
guides my pen tonight.
A glittery blanket
of celestial dreams,
galactic passions
dance upon moonlight beams.
That lifts my soul
to greater heights,
orbital euphoria
in Cosmotheism delight.
So wonderful it is
to be on the upward path,
in the placenta of our solar system
birthed in a cosmic evolutionary bath.

Written by Richart
12/4/20

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Blood And Tears

Post by Richart » Thu Mar 04, 2021 6:01 am

Blood And Tears

I'm tired of living in a world of lies and deceit.
There seems to be no escape from this madness.
It's a world of traitors, opportunists and self-seekers.

Tonight I say to hell with you all.
I will no longer be your puppet,
to be pulled by the strings
as you push forward in your onslaught of
global Jewish domination.

The world you wish to create
is unnatural by all means,
contrary to the very laws of nature herself.
Just look around and see for yourselves
the degradation and filth that covers the streets
of our white communities;
drug addicts, sexual perverts, murderers and miscegenation.
Western civilization has become a cesspool
of every degenerate on two legs,
fast becoming once again
a low thinking mentality beast
from whence we first evolved from.

And now through the power of poetry
I will express my feelings fully
because it is the embodiment of vernacular light.
We poets are the lanterns set in a dismal dark world.
Our truth-burning wicks
devour the heartless lies that are embedded
within the shadows of our time.
We are the balances in this deceitful world.
We will not allow our light
to be quenched of its illuminating flame,
so that we may expose the enemy
of their murderous plans of white annihilation.
For they know that just one lit candle
can drive back the shadows to the far corners,
like a roach that scurries to darkened crevices
as the light of day is shone upon it,
brings hope to a discouraged dying people.

No longer will my thoughts be subjugated to your evil designs.
For a mind that is not at liberty to think freely,
imprisons the heart of its benefactor.

We poets are the candlesticks to our race struggle
as we painfully pen from the ink well of
blood and tears.

Written by Richart
1/16/21

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Broken Cistern

Post by Richart » Fri Mar 05, 2021 6:41 am

Broken Cistern

Restless heart,
beating against the silhouette of loneliness.
My mind sinks deep into the well of my soul,
where living waters once flowed.
Now only a parched bottom,
sidewalls dry and crumbling
as the falling pieces of my past
send waves of hollow echoes
rippling up along the jagged edges
of this decaying hole,
revealing the emptiness
from this darkened cylindrical chamber
that once knew life.
I thirst for the sweet waters again,
hoping that the rains from tomorrow’s dreams
will bring resurgence
back into the murky depths of sunken regrets.

Written by Richart
5/14/03

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