Sasquatch Poet Brian Bland
Sasquatch poet Brian Bland lives in Vancouver, British Columbia. Along with his friend Michael Harrel, Brian hosts the YouTube channel Pork'n Beans, a show devoted to the benevolent nature of Bigfoot Sasquatch.
I met Brian via an invite from Michael to appear on their Pork'n Beans show. We went live on May 21, 2021 and talked extensively about my experiences with our Sasquatch Brethren. Brian has spent a vast amount of time in the British Columbian Forests, just as I have spent immeasurable amounts of time in the back woods of Michigan.
British Columbia has long been ground zero as far Sasquatch encounters go. Brian has also had communication with a Sasquatch and has been adopted into their clan. His Sasquatch friend is known as Arrie. As it turns out our experiences with the Sasquatch are not at all dissimilar as to their generosity towards humanity.
Brian shared the following poem of which I have entitled Deliverance.
Sasquatch Poet Brian Bland Presents
Deliverance
When the darkness fell
A small light came on
To remind the night
Of impending dawn
And the promise of something
Not far away
A sliver of hope
Proceeds a new day.
When the darkness fell
A small truth shone bright
To remind the darkness
Of impending light
And the nature of circles
That return to connect
And dream away
Our collective neglect.
When the darkness fell
A small spark shone clear
To remind the darkness
That light cannot fear
Bless the warriors heart
Of those bearing light
Guiding truths vessel
Through a perilous night.
When the darkness fell
A small truth appeared
Born on a tear
Resurrected from fear
With dawns waking promise
To vacate the night
And deliver the darkness
Into the light.
Brian Bland March 25, 2020
Sasquatch Poet Brian Bland
Presents a Poem of Truth
Pertinent to the Times
Darkness cannot spread in light.
Hatred can not survive in love.
Lies cannot breed in truth.
Knowing cannot entertain fear.
You can lock me in my home.
But you cannot control my heart.
You can spread the virus of fear.
But you cannot diminish courage.
You can tell me we're divided.
But love knows not division.
You can lock the door between us.
But connection has no barriers.
You can tell me I can't speak.
But you can't stop me from speaking.
You can tell me that you can.
But your actions speak my words.
You can padlock my entry.
But energy flows free.
You can tell me that you own me.
But that's not what I see.
My life, my wife my truth.
That belongs to me.
by Brian Bland 12/31/21
