Sunday, July 23, 2017
Saturday, July 22, 2017
Friday, July 21, 2017
Thursday, July 20, 2017
Living in Opinion Heaven
Heaven is a place where
what I can collectively think
overcomes logic
Heaven is all I ever imagined
and to think I had to die
to get this
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
Monday, July 17, 2017
Hacked for sure but the truth is always near
If you have to ask its Monday
and GOT season 7 premiere
was on last night
and in my time
we would gather
in groups
and chant
awesome or
blew my mind.
I swear to the lord of light
I watched completely
au natural
and the time distortion
effect was in overtime
that show listed
at 55 mins
only lasted
a second
GOT is
Gulliver s travels
for the ultra and complete
illiterate
it forces one to think
even if its hard
and uncomfortable
and just like a high
level slasher movie
it has moral equivalents
like the children of incest
no matter how Royal
are going to die
and if you kill my Mother
in a dirty trick
I will wipe out
your DNA
with some
prestidigitator
what the holle polle
would call magicians
and the world forming
masters of the universe
that today we call
politicians
but make no mistake
they are all little queens
and kings
and running
on fairy dust
between
elections
I lost faith in humanity
when the THE WIRE
changed nothing
that we are locked
in our programming
and no new channels
will ever open up
and it seems that
its true
because if you want
real change you have to
betray your father and
your mother
and maybe
your sister and
your brother
because
they are locked
and loaded in what
is and do not believe
in what could be
unless it voles
Jesus, Mohammad
Buddha or a thousand
other sentient fantastic
beings
Everybody knows
the narrative is as fake
as the Trump Russia
collusion causing
Hillary to lose the election
there is no cause and effect
only a vehicle to deflect
an asteroid headed for the
body politic where
the citizens
realize its all
been a lie
the social compact
has been hacked
and they
will nickle and
dime you to death
and sell your
fresh dead organs
on the dark net
meat market
to help\
resolve
the constant
greed and
Adam Smith
accurate prophecy
that old rich people
with failing
hearts will
create a market
for young rich people
with bank accounts
that stink like farts
As the human race
faces life changing
events how do you
think the biggest
parisiates on this
planet will survive
I predict by making the
situation worse
until only
a handful survive
and in 100,oo0
years Gen 7 will
arrive
complete
with their
own mythology
about being
special
children
of God.
Sunday, July 16, 2017
Saturday, July 15, 2017
Friday, July 14, 2017
The biggest stupid
America rules this world or so you think
but really its an onion
and when the skin is
all pulled
back
City of London
The world has been fighting back
for centuries without clear victory
but Germany stands
as a statue to progressive
thought success
So now for the progressives
in the world and in particular
America to hand their
collective hats
on the Trump Russia collective
is insane.
Just because a former President
brought down the twin towers
without question
does not mean
everyone can
control the reality distortion
field to
their program
Sharks gnawing at my guts
Trump may be guilty of a thousand things
but right now the Russia thing
is like a rim job on a big
shit comming
on your face
Thursday, July 13, 2017
He was not of an age but for all time!
To the Memory of My Beloved the Author, Mr. William Shakespeare
By Ben Jonson
To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name,
Am I thus ample to thy book and fame;
While I confess thy writings to be such
As neither man nor muse can praise too much;
'Tis true, and all men's suffrage. But these ways
Were not the paths I meant unto thy praise;
For seeliest ignorance on these may light,
Which, when it sounds at best, but echoes right;
Or blind affection, which doth ne'er advance
The truth, but gropes, and urgeth all by chance;
Or crafty malice might pretend this praise,
And think to ruin, where it seem'd to raise.
These are, as some infamous bawd or whore
Should praise a matron; what could hurt her more?
But thou art proof against them, and indeed,
Above th' ill fortune of them, or the need.
I therefore will begin. Soul of the age!
The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage!
My Shakespeare, rise! I will not lodge thee by
Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie
A little further, to make thee a room:
Thou art a monument without a tomb,
And art alive still while thy book doth live
And we have wits to read and praise to give.
That I not mix thee so, my brain excuses,
I mean with great, but disproportion'd Muses,
For if I thought my judgment were of years,
I should commit thee surely with thy peers,
And tell how far thou didst our Lyly outshine,
Or sporting Kyd, or Marlowe's mighty line.
And though thou hadst small Latin and less Greek,
From thence to honour thee, I would not seek
For names; but call forth thund'ring Aeschylus,
Euripides and Sophocles to us;
Pacuvius, Accius, him of Cordova dead,
To life again, to hear thy buskin tread,
And shake a stage; or, when thy socks were on,
Leave thee alone for the comparison
Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome
Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.
Tri'umph, my Britain, thou hast one to show
To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe.
He was not of an age but for all time!
And all the Muses still were in their prime,
When, like Apollo, he came forth to warm
Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm!
Nature herself was proud of his designs
And joy'd to wear the dressing of his lines,
Which were so richly spun, and woven so fit,
As, since, she will vouchsafe no other wit.
The merry Greek, tart Aristophanes,
Neat Terence, witty Plautus, now not please,
But antiquated and deserted lie,
As they were not of Nature's family.
Yet must I not give Nature all: thy art,
My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part.
For though the poet's matter nature be,
His art doth give the fashion; and, that he
Who casts to write a living line, must sweat,
(Such as thine are) and strike the second heat
Upon the Muses' anvil; turn the same
(And himself with it) that he thinks to frame,
Or, for the laurel, he may gain a scorn;
For a good poet's made, as well as born;
And such wert thou. Look how the father's face
Lives in his issue, even so the race
Of Shakespeare's mind and manners brightly shines
In his well-turned, and true-filed lines;
In each of which he seems to shake a lance,
As brandish'd at the eyes of ignorance.
Sweet Swan of Avon! what a sight it were
To see thee in our waters yet appear,
And make those flights upon the banks of Thames,
That so did take Eliza and our James!
But stay, I see thee in the hemisphere
Advanc'd, and made a constellation there!
Shine forth, thou star of poets, and with rage
Or influence, chide or cheer the drooping stage;
Which, since thy flight from hence, hath mourn'd like night,
And despairs day, but for thy volume's light.
Wednesday, July 12, 2017
Tuesday, July 11, 2017
random thoughts from my head
He says the price of commodities is going
down
and most things are legal
and we have scavengers
all around
so if you placed
a bet on a huge
erection
your going
to need drugs
to keep it hard
and the world
is on a techno
ejaculation\
and no facial
for the honour guard
down
and most things are legal
and we have scavengers
all around
so if you placed
a bet on a huge
erection
your going
to need drugs
to keep it hard
and the world
is on a techno
ejaculation\
and no facial
for the honour guard
Sunday, July 9, 2017
Saturday, July 8, 2017
Weapons Delivery
Unforeseen Consequences |
American political leaders call for military action because it seems like a decisive and strong thing to do. But restraint often takes greater resolve. Chinese military strategist Sun Tzu once wrote: “Supreme excellence consists in breaking the enemy’s resistance by clever means ...before fighting. If you know neither your enemy nor yourself, you will be defeated in every battle." By repeatedly engaging in interventions without a proper understanding of our enemy ...and without a better understanding of the consequences of our own actions (stabilizing the region ?!) ...we have weakened our nation security, not bolstered it. Terrorism perpetuates terrorism ...and right now in the eyes of the Middle East we are the terrorists. The law of unforeseen consequences does not reward recklessness.
Friday, July 7, 2017
Prepare for death
Remember me as you pass by
As you are now, so once was I
As I am now, so you must be
Prepare for death and follow me.
Thursday, July 6, 2017
Tuesday, July 4, 2017
NOT FOR PUBLIC RELEASE
Labels:
C.I.A.,
conspiracy,
democracy,
fascism,
government,
lies,
terror,
tyranny
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