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That is neither a command

Nor a simple request

It is a syndrome

Of these times

Am woefully infected

With this dis-ease

Dis-trust of my capabilities

Dis-use of my memory

Destroyed McGyver abilities

YouTube has the know how

Whether you want to know or not

Instantly find out right now

Options for self discovery

With typing some words

Deleted gone no recovery

Then a roll and a click

I am enveloped by the machine

 

 

“Machines (Or Back To Humans)”
– Queen “The Works” 1984

(My, how far we’ve come)
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It’s a Machine’s world
Don’t tell me I ain’t got no soul
When the machines take over
It ain’t no place for you and me.

They tell me I don’t care
But deep inside I’m just a man
They freeze me they burn me
They squeeze me they stress me

With smoke-blackened pistons of steel they compress me
But no-one, but no-one, but no-one can wrest me away

Back to Humans.

We have no disease, no troubles of mind
No thank you please, no regard for the time
We never cry, we never retreat
We have no conception of love or defeat.

What’s that Machine noise
It’s bytes and megachips for tea
It’s that Machine, boys
With Random Access Memory

Never worry, never mind
Not for money, not for gold.

It’s software it’s hardware
It’s heartbeat is time-share
It’s midwife’s a disk drive
It’s sex-life is quantised
It’s self-perpetuating a Parahumanoidarianised.

Back to Humans
Back to Humans.

Back to Machines.

Living in a new world
Thinking in the past
Living in a new world
How you gonna last

Machine world…
It’s a Machine’s world…

Change.

Back to Humans.

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No End Game

I suppose my abhorrence of sports

Is that I am awful at most all of them

Except maybe……….nope, all of them

Depending on the sport, it is the rules

That seem entirely too confusing

Adhered to both accurately or vague

Who authorized refs to dole out penalties

Decide what is a foul or an error is

When a flag is thrown or whistle blown

Football, forget it, way too many players

Wouldn’t know who to throw the ball to

Basketball, always felt like I was traveling

Plus the only time I could do a layup was

If no one was around or playing against

Soccer, no way, I get winded writing this

Baseball, every one on base. Count 3 & 2

Strike out then get told to go home, shit

Bowling, ping pong and horseshoes is a

Futile attempt at anger mismanagement

Yet, probably more to the point is that

When it comes to professional sports

The thing I notice the most is people’s

Pseudo passive possessive pride of

Faux, fake, fairytale, figment facts of

Ownership of “their” team, is based on

Nothing other than their dad liked a team

Or the colors were appealing to the eyes

Or they won two years in a row making

Themselves feel like a winner hoping

They could only get sick of winning if

Just next season, they’d be victorious

Meanwhile acting like they “own” the team

Worse yet is having to listen to the guys

At work rattle on how “their” team could

Have won if only “their” “best” player was

Not injured, if only, if only, blah, blah blah

Like the talking heads on all the sports TV

Advertising outlets for beer, chips, pizza

Heartburn drugs, big screens and dishes

Sodas, reverse mortgage and ed meds

On 24/7, dissecting the uber mundane

As if somehow it mattered to evolution

Making a windfall mockery by keeping

Eyes glued to a flashing screen while

Using deep voice guys and 1/2 dressed

Costars with stats and commentary to

Provide the audience with fire fuel, having

Expended all possible dull dialogue by

Knowing more about teams than who

Their kid’s teachers or playmates are

Meanwhile the owners could care less

If they win by a little or lose by a lot

They’re too busy making bank deposits

Cashing in on distraction and division

Plus “officially” licensed merchandise

Which is “proven” by hologram tags WOW

Take my wallet and empty my bank acct.

It probably just boils down to one man’s

Junk is another man’s treasure however

Upon reasonably thorough examination

It is more likely a tool in the toolbox to
“Use sports and television in this country, to distract people and take their minds off how bad they’re being fucked by the upper one percent.:

– George Carlin

That seems to be the END GAME

There is no final score and the only

Winners are multinational corporations

Selling the masses increasingly shinier

Louder brighter redundant faster stuff

Subsequently destroying their home earth

“They don’t want the voice of reason spoken, folks, ‘cause otherwise we’d be free.

Otherwise, we wouldn’t believe their fucking horseshit lies, nor the fucking propaganda machine of the mainstream media and buy their horseshit products that we don’t fucking need and become a third world consumer fucking plantation which is what we’re becoming.”

– Bill Hicks

Accept, Accept, Accept

For a healing and universally empathetic evolutionary win on the 50/50 chance Brett did what he is accused of 30 years ago. Took some responsibility and apologized, would certainly garner a lot more support from both sides towards his SC nomination.

Instead of following 45’s model of deny, deny, deny. Which in all likelihood, that if the senators have daughters or granddaughters, probably would not give their would be, maybe attempted rapists a free pass. I am guessing not.

When that denial only counts, for this go-around anyway.

 

“I say you’ll pay for this mischief,
In this world or the next”

  
– Iron Maiden

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Of course, then he’d have to apologize for lying under oath on more current matters and for sure not get the SC judgeship.

Which he must not want in the first place, seeing how he’s banking on a 20% completed resume to get the job as it is.

 

Oh well. If you don’t do anything wrong, you can’t get caught.

Sub: Atomic

“Never trust an atom.

They make up everything.”

– Unknown

 

 

Made up of protons

Neutrons and electrons

Made up of subatomic

Quarks and neutrinos

That could either be

Particles or waves

Depending how or when

Perhaps they are viewed

At any given moment

Of time in time

That does not exist

In the first place

Traveling at light speed

Are the make up

Of who we are

Coinciding every

Micromillisecond

Into the appearance

Of fingers and toes

Eyeballs and earlobes

Skin and skeletons

Hearts and minds

Lungs and brains

Or the substance-less-ness of

Thoughts and memories

Pleasures and pains

Hopes and fears

Doubts and beliefs

Dreams and disappointments

Likewise the

Bed you sleep on

The car you drive

The job you have

The good you do

The wrong you forgive

The food you eat

The poop you leave

The love you share

The hate you spare

The tears you shed

The kindness you spread

The words you read of

The trite that I write

All contained somehow

In that infinitesimally small

Dot of consciousness

Bouncing all over the cosmos

That we may experience

Our own parenthesis

In and of eternity from a

Strange subjective viewpoint

 

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In a flash

This found its

Way to the screen

I really wish

I knew where

This $#!?

Comes from

Plus if it even

Makes sense

Doesn’t

Doesn’t that –numbskull

Wait scratch that

That’s not nice

And goes against

The overall of what

This blog is to represent

Raising consciousness and

Elevating humanity

(Whew, there’s ego for you)

Which most times is

Directed at me anyway

So, in order to play nice

Will start again, thinking

Nice and kind, nice and kind

Here goes

Doesn’t that occupant

In the Oval Office realize

When he is *allegedly

Giving an order to take out

Another country’s leader

That not only is that unlawful

(He really is trying to emulate Obama)

(So Jealous So SAD)

But that target, was once a

Fetus in a womb, he pretends

To want to protect, that deludes

His base into thinking he is

A Christian, when that is nothing

Like what Christ would do

So I’ve ever heard or read

“I’m proud to be a Christian”

– 45

Either we wake up and protect

All fetuses, in womb or womb less

From scalpels, forceps and vacuums

From bombs, bullets and drones

From starvation and clean water

From poverty and pollution

From deceit and distraction

Or we realize that being pro life

Is just a guise clear and simple

To subjugate half the population

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“Pro-life… pro-life… These people aren’t pro-life, they’re killing doctors! What kind of pro-life is that?

What, they’ll do anything they can to save a fetus but if it grows up to be a doctor they just might have to kill it’

“They’re not pro-life. You know what they are? They’re anti-woman. Simple as it gets, anti-woman. They don’t like them.

They don’t like women. They believe a woman’s primary role is to function as a brood mare for the state.”

– George Carlin

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Under state control as Kamala Harris

So poignant and eloquently pointed out

There are no laws on any books

Regulating men’s bodies. Oopsie

(There’s a legislative tit-for-tat whereas

Any male caught or proven they put

An appendage in an orifice without

Permission of orifices owner’s consent

Then said appendage will be aborted)

Sounds like legalese to me, pass that

 

 

“Can you think of any laws that give the

Government the power to make decisions

About the male body?”

Kamala Harris

 

Asked of Kavanaugh under confirmation

Hearings for Supreme Court Justice

To which he fumpered **incoherently

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Whether anyone votes or not

Calls their congress person or not

Righteously protests or not

There is still an inherent underlying

Agreement by the collective, in high %

Of thought, that the points made above

Are reasonably acceptable as long as

One’s thinking, agrees that it’s okay

Regardless of what law is on the books

Lining up with one’s own belief system

Knowing on a subconscious level

That metaphorically it’s all hypocritical

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* After Syrian President Bashar al-Assad launched a chemical attack on civilians in April 2017, Trump called Mattis and said he wanted to assassinate the dictator. “Let’s fucking kill him! Let’s go in. Let’s kill the fucking lot of them,” Trump said, according to Woodward

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DJWHDT

 

Doubt Jesus Would Have Done That

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“And the men who hold high places
Must be the ones who start
To mold a new reality

Closer to the heart
Closer to the heart”
– Rush

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** the judge eventually admitted that he could not think of any laws governing the male body.

– thinkprogress.org

Truth Or Consequences

“I have certain rules I live by.

My first rule, I don’t believe anything that government tells me, nothing, zero, none.

And I don’t take very seriously the media or the press in this country.”

– George Carlin

 

Truth descends into Dante’s deception

At a gravitational determined rate

Accelerating in free fall collapse like

Three NY buildings coincidentally

Insured just months before, against

What would likely never ever happen

Have happen, whoever placed that bet

Could clean up well in Las Vegas

Seventeen years later questioning has

Apparently been buried under the rubble

Of manipulation and patriotic perversion

 

 

Geez, even at the assassination museum

Formerly known as the Texas School

Book depository near the grassy knoll

Many sides and theories are presented

Reasons, agendas, witness accounts

Plausibilities, refutations and money

The evidence that sticks out the most is

No professional shooter has replicated

Firing similar weapon three times, as fast

As what was recorded in Zapruders film

 

 

 

“You know you can go down there and, er, to Dealey Plaza where Kennedy was assassinated. And you can actually go to the sixth floor of the Schoolbook Depository.

It’s a museum called… ‘The Assassination Museum’. I think they named that, after the assassination. I can’t be too sure of the chronology here but…

Anyway they have the window set up to look exactly like it did on that day. And it’s really accurate, you know, cause Oswald’s not in it.

“Yeah, yeah so wow that’s cool.”

Painstaking accuracy, you know. It’s true, it’s called the ‘Sniper’s Nest’. It’s glassed in, it’s got the boxes sitting there.

You can’t actually get to the window as such, but the reason they did that of course, they didn’t want thousands of American tourists getting there each year going [Mimes looking out of window]
“No fucking way!

 

I can’t even see the road.
Shit they’re lying to us.
Fuck!
Where are they?
There’s no fucking way.

 
Not unless Oswald was hanging by his toes, upside down from the ledge. Either that or some pigeons grabbed onto him, flew him over the motorcade…

Surely someone would have seen that. You know there was rumours of anti-Castro pigeons seen drinking in bars…

Someone overhead them saying ‘coup, coup’ Coo. Unbelievable.”

– Bill Hicks

 

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For a few thousand bucks + time could be

Cost effective for plausible deniability add

A car, some dummies and magic bullets

Then it can be tested filmed and recorded

Hypothesized upon with no conclusion

To fully satisfy either camp of thought

To believe an evidence trail of whodunit

 

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As for September 11 2001 it is way

Too expensive of a mind heist to disprove

Can’t exactly rebuild tall buildings for the

Sake of seeing if they would fall w/o help

Ignore the conspiracy theories, the social

Mantra is Never Forget

Well isn’t that just dandy in an allegedly

“Christian” nation, if that was the case

Everybody would be geared up towards

Always Forgiving like what’s his name did

‘Stead of annual reminders focusing on

Distractions along with t shirt & hat sales

For it is way too late to rerealize no plane

Or bodies were recovered in Shanksville

Nor evidence of an actual airplane at the

Pentagon so go ahead and Google it

 

 

“Fahrenheit 911” & “Loose Change”

 

 

First, a “Trick Argument”

 

If god is everywhere at all times, and people thank god for rescuing a loved one from a car wreck or a plane crash, where was god to prevent the situation in the first place?  Hmmm?

 
Might as well close this out with Doug

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“Does anyone get upset that George Bush keeps quoting the Bible in all his f****** speeches?

Does that get on anyone’s last nerve?

Does it ever occur to them him, it’s all those stupid f****** religions that start all this s*** in the first place?

National Day of Prayer, F*** you. You think you’re doing something….. you’re not. You can sit at home and cry jinx and keep your fingers crossed too. It does as much good.

You want to pray,  pray all day. Pray on your own time. You wanna help?  Grab a shovel, and start digging there pinwheel,   because it looks like your god, takes Tuesdays (September 11, 2001) off.”

– Doug Stanhope

TV Radio

Fortunately while I am

Audibly “watching” the news

Through satellite radio feeds

I am productively working

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Well, getting paid to sit

In a comfortable air ride seat

520 miles under the stars

Listening to everything imaginable

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When a commercial comes on

The fingers are within inches

Of turning the volume down

Or tapping a different preset

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As for the dial dance for dialogue

The most obvious thing shared

Amongst allegedly opposite views

Are the same advertisers selling

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The allusion of bigger dick pills

The illusion of a better toothbrush

The conclusion of a closer shave

The intrusion of self surveillance

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The delusion of better sleep

The confusion of debt/tax relief

The revulsion of partner’s snoring

The exaggeration of bed sheet’s abilities

.

The envision of odorless hair coloring

The revision of refinancing more debt

The expectation identity will be stolen

The supervision over your “security”

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Abstract “things” that products won’t fix

If you are tired and of clear mind

A person can sleep on any bed or sheets

Without hyperbolic impossible claims

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The same products night after night

Where what is being sold is an idea

Against what is keeping you awake

Or things you’ll need tomorrow now

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Knowing that what is keeping you awake

Is not for the lack of these concepts

Rather the fear, filtering in between ads

Subconsciously scaring you to death

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The dissonance messing with your mind

Desperately wanting to accept 2+2=5

So the jack boots will stop the kicking

The bullshit too unfathomable to bear

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So order quick just don’t text and drive

To get this special offer using a “code”

Not for the discount rather for the

Advertiser’s effectiveness tracking

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Learning the consumer’s demographics

To easily sell you more similar stuff

Since you “liked” this buy this too

As the algorithms spread to your wallet

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Thinking now that you are more

More informed than you were before

More befuddled is more like it or

Distracted depressed disoriented

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Faux is a tenuous, tough and toxic listen

As it resonates as state run TV / radio

Broadcasting what “should” be believed

Attacking the “Media” as if they are not

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Hammering away at some agenda which

Its only intent seems to be to keep power

In power for the sake of being in power

Neither evolve or create a peaceful world

 

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“I realized that this is how Putin was going to rule, that this is how his #ucking brain works.

So I have no illusions, I knew this is how he understood the word patriotism.

Just the way he’d been taught in all those KGB schools.

The country is as great as the fear it inspires, and the MEDIA SHOULD BE LOYAL.”

– Masha  Gessen

“The Man Without A Face”
“The Unlikely Rise of Vladimir Putin