Or sometimes, really dislike being human.
A bug
A virus
A flu
Kind of scary when something so infinitesimally small decides to wreak havoc on your digestive tract.
Simply because you belive you are invincible and wanted to give a loved one a kiss or a hug.
Not by chains that bind
Nor by forced labor of any kind
Stripping ones dignity
Of their birthright divinity
Not by sharpened swords
Rather by merely words
Spoken in such a way
Emotions they do sway
Becoming way too clear
Making many live in fear
It happens again and again
Changing faces of BOGEYMEN
Scapegoating immigration
That helps overfeed a nation
Of many other important things
Being told to go home stings
Why would we build a wall
When we helped another one fall
Accepting what presidents tell you
Surrounded by deceptive milieu
Reagan Bush Clinton Bush Obama Trump
Selling dire full speeches on the stump
Committing atrocities clearly war crime
Getting away with murder on our dime
Here we go again my friend
Will the lies ever ever end
Entirely too easy to swallow
In our comfort we do wallow
No need to change and rise up
Tis easier to stay still and shut up
Easy to make people scared
By a simple three syllable word
Expressed with daunting hype
The following words I will type
“We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology”*
Communist Socialist Fascist
Just a few on the long list
In their dialog they do say
Usually to getting their own way
Journalist Democrat Immigrant
Delivered by the current tyrant
None ever been an imminent threat
How have we not gotten that yet
Will frighten saying foreign criminal
Like home grown ones are no big deal
Should not be such goofy doofuses
When all were once considered fetuses
Is our blood frozen or just chilled
Ignoring humans might be killed
To the winner of the war goes the spoil
Having traded blood and lives for oil
At the ease of keeping you distracted
How long will this go on protracted
Can not make it any clearer
Worst enemy is in the mirror
Inspired by the following audio books.
“The Untold History of The United States”
By Oliver Stone and Peter Kuznick
And
“The Prosecution of an American President”
By Vincent Bugliosi
And
“Drift”
By Rachel Maddow
“We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology”
– Sting from “Russians”
Up until “BOGEYMAN” this was going to be a short intro, to what now, I do not know. For it took on a life of its own.
If the first rule of gambling
Is the house always wins
Why are we playing, hmm?
I’m not talking about Vegas
That’s for fun and entertainment
The house I’m referring to
Is the “White” White house
Adhering to an old parchment
Telling you what are your “rights”
“I am not an advocate for frequent changes in laws and Constitutions. But laws and institutions must go hand in hand with the progress of the human mind.
As that becomes more developed, more enlightened, as new discoveries are made, new truths discovered and manners and opinions change, with the change of circumstances, institutions must advance also to keep pace with the times.”
Thomas Jefferson
There is an evolution taking place
A revolution at a feverish pace
A wake up call for the human race
Perhaps when it is all said and done
Like the dinosaur will be the gun
With the realization we are all one
On a path to enlightenment so clear
Shedding the world that lived in fear
Knowing now what direction to steer
Neo Constitution
You have the right to do whatever you want as long as you take full responsibility. So long as your actions are neither harmful or fatal.
And if you stumble, a system of guidance and healing will help set you on a more peaceful path.
Sounds easy enough to follow. Let’s do.
What you get, when you accidentally put Bayou Cajun seasoning in your oatmeal instead of cinnamon.
From a more global perspective than
Merely looking out the windshield
Looking to the 45th failed leader
To stop gun violence when he
Like nearly all of his predecessors
Is merely a tool in the war chest
Of the military industrial complex
He can order a drone strike
Kill as many sovereign citizens
That strikes his fancy
Watch in the comfort of
The “situation” room
With his generals, who
Told him what needed to be done
“I have this feeling that whoever is elected president, like (Bill) Clinton was, no matter what you promise on the campaign trail – blah, blah, blah – when you win, you go into this smoke-filled room with the twelve industrialist capitalist scum-fucks who got you in there.
And you’re in this smoky room, and this little film screen comes down … and a big guy with a cigar goes, “Roll the film.”
And it’s a shot of the Kennedy assassination from an angle you’ve never seen before … that looks suspiciously like, it’s from the grassy knoll.
And then the screen goes up and the lights come up, and they go to the new president,
“Any questions?”
“Er, just what my agenda is.”
“First we bomb Baghdad.”
“You got it …”
– Bill Hicks
(How can we stop, that shooter?)
Then that is “sold” to the
American public who eats
It up like Pavlov’s dog
That our “freedom”
Is being defended
After all it is just a
Few thousand people
Who have become unpersons
That were faceless
And nameless, to US
(Meanwhile, not to their families)
Maybe he is afraid that if
He takes away your guns
Someone will take away his
Then he will not have any
Toys to play with in some
Sovereign citizen’s sandbox
While looking for resources
To steal then profit from
“I spent 33 years and four months in active military service and during that period I spent most of my time as a high class muscle man for Big Business, for Wall Street and the bankers. In short, I was a racketeer, a gangster for capitalism. “
– Smedley D. Butler
“War is a Racket: The Antiwar Classic by America’s Most Decorated Soldier”
There are so many wires
Controling this petulant puppet
He has lost his ability to speak
And the one attached to real
Human emotion and empathy
Fell off a long time ago, so sad
“In this struggle, the heaviest burden will continue to be borne by the good people of Afghanistan and their courageous armed forces. As the prime minister of Afghanistan has promised, we are going to participate in economic development to help defray the cost of this war to us.”
– Trump’s speech 8-21-17
(Sounds like coercive theft to me)
So there is no conspiracy
Of some mystical 1% power
Doing this to earth’s inhabitants
It is the inhabitants themselves
Accepting manufactured consent of
What they need is what they’re sold
When life affirming alternatives
Must be considered viable
Blaming oil as a means of power
To fuel our vehicles and life
Is lost when it becomes another
Resource such as lanthanum
From Afghanistan is stolen to
Energize “new” electric cars
Connecting the dots only shows
Who is responsible for the violence
The consumer and the taxpayers
We buy the products that “need”
Resources elsewhere on the globe
“Lanthanum is used as a component of nickel-metal hydride batteries, whose most important commercial use is in hybrid cars.”
– Softschoolsdotcom
But alas I digress
And I look into the mirror
To see who is guilty
Not liking what I see
For the one who is
Ultimately responsible
Is unfortunately me
Faust, in the legend, traded his soul to the devil in exchange for knowledge.
To “strike a Faustian bargain” is to be willing to sacrifice anything to satisfy a limitless desire for knowledge or power.
The American Heritage® New Dictionary of Cultural Literacy, Third Edition.
A Trumpian Bargain
Trump who had no soul to trade, opted instead to barter away an adult vocabulary for an adolescent desire for attention and to be a petulant president.
Any takers?
I suspect that unless you are in a deep meditative state, focusing on hearing your heartbeat, feeling your lungs expand and contract. Recognizing, the fire in your belly is the metaphorical equivalent of the earth’s inner core, burning at 10K degrees Fahrenheit.
Listening is a passive act
Listening Session goes sterile.
As for the optics of Donald’s faux concern, the only way he could have done less, would have been tantamount to doing nothing.
Like the neighbor paid for wall, the repeal and replace of the ACA, (which was more disemboweled than healed) the yet to be implemented sanctions, or the saved Carrier jobs, need I carry on?
Although in fairness, he did make the billionaires more billions. Only saddling your kids and grandkids with the tab.
Not to shabby for his first year.
3 Days ?
3 Days ?
WTF ?
3 Days ?
Perhaps the waiting period to buy a weapon of mass destruction (bullets destruct mass), (mass includes skin, flesh, blood and bone), should take as long as the vetting process it takes to get a security clearance for the staff at the white house. Jared? Any thoughts?
“This is a place where gun store owners are given a list of stolen credit cards, but not a list of criminals and maniacs.
Now they are thinking of banning toy guns, and they are going to keep the f**king real ones..”
“Reagan’s Gang” from
“What am I doing in New Jersey?
– George Carlin
Unfortunately George Carlin is dead. That “bit” is around 40 years old. Think anything is going to change?
However, a shout out goes to the Florida surviving students for their impassioned plea for peace. Don’t let the spooks and the moles infiltrate your group and dilute your message.
Remember when surviving high school… meant you graduated!
Throwaway non-sequiter that probably should have landed on the cutting room floor.
Speaking of WMD’s Don’t you suppose that is how Dubya’s administration (Bush, Cheyney, Rice, Powell) linguistically justified invading Iraq by scaring the bajezuz out of the hypnotized docile masses? Especially since the alleged culprits were in another country.
Sounds close enough to deceive.
A rock’s a weapon of mass destruction.
Iraq has weapons of mass destruction.
Is anything worth repeating
If it falls on deaf ears?
Complaining of all the violent
Gun deaths in recent years
With all the coverage, sobbing and
Shouting we know congress hears
Bought off and stymied as
Soon as that NRA check clears
If only there was oil
under those kids feet
Could have sent in the army
Find the alleged terrorist to retreat
They say the problem is too big
Something they can not defeat
Probably cause they’re busy counting
Money in their accounts so repleat
Brace yourself the script is set
It will not be about the gun
Rather the mental health
Of those in the nation
Will get the same lip service
And nothing will get done
Maybe cause everyone’s
Wound up, not having any fun
People want the violence to stop
That is the reality
What about the perpetrator who is
Scheduled to get the death penalty
Oops there I go again
Always thinking of the duality
If I was a real writer then this
Would be a poem in actuality
What does the flag “stand” for, if it seems like it is always at 1/2 staff, therefore, it kinda loses its meaning.
Would a double tragedy warrant 1/4 staff…
A triple tragedy would make it 1/8th staff.
A quadruple have it lowered to 1/16th staff
And so on and so on.
How about, since there has been 18 school shootings since the beginning of 1918, (oops, meant 2018. We’re evolving in the wrong direction) it just stay off the pole.
Up until now, flags have served their purpose. However, like its metaphorical vehicular equivalent of the horse and buggy it is no longer necessary.
(For every country all over the globe. Except Switzerland because theirs is a big plus.) Haha!
Perhaps never was, save some neanderthal like base instinct to take care of one’s own selected tribe for survival.
Oh, shit, we pretend to do that now.
“Better the pride that resides
In the citizens of this world
Than the pride that divides
When a colorful rag is unfurled”
– Rush
“Territories”
As soon as that first photograph of the planet earth was widely available creating a paradigm shift in our collective consciousness around 1946.
We saw that there was nothing that separated us, and we are all riding around the sun on this spaceship called home.
All of us, all of the bi-pedal oxygen breathing, monoxide exhaling, red-blooded, skeleton supported, solar powered, carbon-based, large brained, earth inhabitant omnivores.
Taking a ride. Kidding ourselves thinking we are so self important. Simply as an accident of birth as to which part of the sphere we took our first breath.
Accepting as “truth” that because “our” “colorful rag” has stars on it we are somehow better than all the rest of the bi-pedal oxygen breathing, monoxide exhaling, red-blooded, skeleton supported, solar powered, carbon-based, large brained, earth inhabitant omnivores.
“I hate patriotism, I can’t stand it man, it makes me fucking sick! It’s a round world the last time I checked, okay? Y’know what I mean?
In fact, that’s how we can stop patriotism, I think. Instead of putting stars and stripes on our flags we should put pictures of our parents #ucking!”
– Bill Hicks
It seems as though its unintended evolution moved towards divisiveness instead of freedom. Divisiveness in the illusion that the inhabitants on this plot of land on the traveling space sphere are “better” than other inhabitants on said sphere.
Divisiveness as a tool for a never-ending debate regarding freedom, that it keeps the people imprisoned, fighting amongst themselves. That is not freedom, that is control. Regardless how it is initiated.
“People see what they wish to see. And in most cases, what they are told that they see.”
― Erin Morgenstern
I don’t think the first flag represented freedom to the indigenous cultures that kept getting scooted west in the new government’s first stab at systematic genocide.
When the true meaning of freedom is devoid of symbolism we’ll understand it better.
Imperialism instead of humility.
Manufacturing consent by confusing resource stealing with spreading democracy. Or “liberating” an “oppressed” people by attacking and killing sovereign citizens.
“Far away from the land of our birth
We fly a flag in some foreign earth
We sailed away like our fathers before
These colours don’t run, from a cold bloody war.”
“These Colours Don’t Run”
Iron Maiden
The only way to subvert the massive machinery of the NRA is not to create any more targets.
If no one is in school, there won’t be any more school shootings.
Looking at the world through a windshield. 