Who’s Coming?

The annual subliminal indoctrination consumption authority figure subjugation mindless big brother behavioral musical mantra. Reined down upon unsuspecting innocents by well meaning and not so well meaning parents, and stereos.

Deeply steeped in an ingrained system, that there is no virtual or plausible actual way out. Save perpetuating it further with the underlying hope that a paradigm shift will occur.

That parents might just be able to experience the true love they have for their offspring.  Really know them for their essence and spirit, accepting their children’s being and beingness as truly divine.

Without fear, deceit, manipulation and control, replaced with love, truth, transparency and guidance.

“Santa Claus Is Comin’ To Town”

As heard through an Orwell filter.

You better watch out (BB is watching)
You better not cry  (show no emotions)
You better not pout (put on a fake smile)
I’m telling you why
(authority’s  expectations)

Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town

(Redundant warnings repeated)

He’s making a list, (patriarchal prep)
Checking it twice; (anal retentive)
Gonna find out who’s naughty or nice.
(From an illusionary moral authority)

Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town

(As ominous as big brother is watching)

He sees you when you’re sleeping
(Creepy)

He knows when you’re awake
(Creepy and a personal Space Invader)

He knows if you’ve been bad or good
(A spectre male judging your behavior.)

So be good for goodness sake
(No. For the judge instilling fear)

With little tin horns and little toy drums
(Consumables that make noise)
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
(Redundant calories digested)

Santa’s a busy man he has no time to play

(Authority never rests)

He’s got millions of stockings to fill on Christmas day

(Look how good he is to you for 1 of 365 days. 

(Santa Claus is coming to town)
(Coming to town)
(Santa Claus is coming to town)
(Coming to town)

 

Saw this on a fb meme.

Santa gives more to rich kids than poor kids.  STOP LYING TO YOUR KIDS ABOUT SANTA CLAUS  !!

Another one, with a drawing of a kid on Santa’s lap, reading his list requesting…

“I want my parents to stop lying to me about you and play with me outside.”

Santa’s reply. ..

“You’re just being naughty. ….Next!!”

To some, this may sound very “Scrooge-ess”. However, am merely presenting this as a consideration for an alternative reality that children grow up knowing their divinity.

When in my best perception, that is what we are “all” here for regardless of age. Not to be a pawn, in a rigged game of consumption, behavior subjugation, conformity, via systematic manipulation.

As my grandchildren’s papa, they will not hear me utter those words, as easy as it would be to modify their “behavior” to my liking. Better behave, Santa is watching.

Tried it once, felt incomprehensibly icky, realizing it mirrored the world we live in and not in the one we could.

Then slowly came up with the above.

 

For The Christmas Tree

The winter purification has returned
The cold and the snow
The crispness of the air
It is a time of rejoicing and prayer
Ceremonies, sacrifice
Humble ways to show we care
Respect and concern for our relations
Are the ways it’s always been

The invader starts his winter purification
With Christmas
Allegedly he says to honor Christ
Who he killed, the prince of peace
Is now honored with the sacrifice
Of the Trees
The assassins with their axes
Who kill you my relative
And then electrify you with lights and decorations
You will stand over
Their gifts and presence
Of the confused
They do not understand
You are spirit
You must not be abused

The invaders happiness
Seems to have no depth
Their Christmas is only
The giving of gifts and
The killing of Trees
The peace in sharing is lost in the selling
And the buying
For them there is always a price
And this is the one
They pay for your needless sacrifice
Maybe someday they will know

– John Trudell

1946 – 2015