To finding the truth
It’s the heart questions
You’ve got to ask
Along with a little
Soul sleuthing
To discover
It is on the inside
As it always
Has been
Between the beats
In the silence
And the still
Comes change
I am vastly aware
That nothing I do
Or say or write
Will alter anyone’s
Heart or mind
Perception or opinion
Belief or disbelief
My only hope is that
I might learn grow and
Evolve into a better person
A more human being
Being human
Instead of the
Wretched wreck that
Vomits volumes of
Vile views of
What is perceived
Against that
Which does not
Exist in the first place
It is bad enough when
People paint themselves
Into a corner
It is worse when
They have painted
Themselves
Inside a sphere
In the former
You become aware
That you have your
Back up against
Two walls
At least you know
Where you stand
Whether to wait
Or ruin the paint
Inside the isolated
Concentric sphere
You don’t know
Where you’re at
Or where you can go
So you keep painting
Till you only see
One color to
The point you’ve
Painted yourself
Completely blending
In to your surroundings
.
Categorized into groups
You can guess what
Color is being painted
In each scenario
Blue into the corner
With no patience yet
Afraid to ruin the paint
Red in the sphere as
That is the only color
They see anyway
With an orange speck
Floating around with
A disembodied voice
Whispering
You missed a spot
.
Me. I hate to paint
Choose your words care full
It is the best way I know
To communicate
The only reason democracy is considered the “greatest” form of government is because within its rhetoric it tells and sells its constituents that it “IS” the greatest form of government.
Past that, and with minimal scrutiny one would find it very corrupt. Perhaps the least corrupt compared to other systems of government.
However still corrupt.
So then how can it be the “Greatest”?
If your computer’s files were “corrupted” and took data from one file and moved it to another. Leaving one constantly confused. Would you think it was the greatest computer. No of course not.
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If your vehicle was listed as a lemon because of consistent and constant manufacturer discovered defects. Would you keep it, just because it looks nice. No of course not.
.
If your spouse constantly cheated on you, stole money from you with no remorse and no plans to stop. Would you stay with them because they are attractive or at least look good on paper. No of course not.
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So then why would anyone regurgitate and repeat the high praises for democracy? Other than one has been systematically indoctrinated into believing that generation after generation.
The high ideals of what it could be, fall flat short and hard against the reality of what it actually is.
Succumbing to either the tyranny of the majority or minority. Depending on which group wants what and how easily they can manipulate information to malleable masses.
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I know I’ve used the following quote before, however it is so fitting.
“Democracy is the worst kind, I am sorry, but it is. We get to pick our leaders..well…
What if I don’t want a leader? Where does that vote go? I do good on my own, I don’t want to be “led”. Is that freedom?”
– Doug Stanhope
Because it is written
Somehow substantiates it
Whatever ” it ” is
Either to believe it
Or to disbelieve it
But rarely question it
Whether it is printed
On paper or under pane
Fascinating that those words
Are just as weightless as
Words heard through
The atmosphere carry
So much weight otherwise
The transformation to socialism
Is occurring under 45’s watch now
While the distraction is focused
On forecasts of what the next
Administration may or may not do
People paid gov’t asst not to work
Violence and unrest in the streets
Stirring protests by those sent in
To incite them and ignite them
Of a proletariat and bourgeois ilk
Impatiently waiting to play with
Stocked up piles of ammunition
That they thought were to be used
Against an oppressive government
Now being used against each other
Triggered by spurious slogans as
Your life matters my life matters
Meanwhile proving no life matters
(Man them sonsofbitches are clever)
Have the populace do the dirty work
Instead of by the jack booted thugs
Projected as the totalitarian state
Always ready to take their guns away
I’m surprised that guns are not being
Doled out to those not wanting them
Just so the state can be entertained
In a pseudo reality show played out
On mass manipulation morose media
Driven to dizzying distractions by
Don’s divisiveness of dastardly deeds
Perhaps since he couldn’t build
A wall at the neighbors expense
He would try to make things here
So bad everyone would return home
Remember these situations are
Being perpetuated on 45’s watch
.
“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Looking back now
Had the choice been
A third term
For the last dude
Our current situation
Might have had
Some leadership
Actually tackling
Difficult dilemmas
Instead of using
Different distractions
.
Could have at least
Been lead to believe
We are in this together
44 was not perfect
By any means at all
*
He did take a bad
Economy to a better one
Provided health care
As a right not a privilege
Was inclusive not
Divisive and distracting
.
We were well on our way
To crossing the racial divide
Instead we have descended
Down the evolutionary bell curve
.
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Like the previous 10 or so
Who objectively could
All be viewed as
War criminals
Against humanity
For when nonviolence
Was an option
As a solution
All opted out
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You never heard of Jesus
Maintaining a standing army
So he could implement
People being kind
To other people
Forcing them to forgive
At gunpoint
.
Of course though
Jesus didn’t have
Multinational corporations
Backing him up through
The military industrial complex
Dictating who where and when
Which people were expendable
To enhance the bottom line
.
“War Pigs”
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerer of death’s construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to Mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds…
Oh Lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait ’till their judgment day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
Ashes where the bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of Judgment, God is calling
On their knees the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings…
Oh Lord, yeah!
“Black Sabbath”
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A real genuine leader would
Find peaceful solutions
Because most wars are
Usually fought over
Trivial shit in the first place
Religion, race, resources
The first two can be dismissed
As we are all bipedal earthling
Artists born of Gaia consciousness
The third would be discovering ways
To share Gaia’s resources as
Everything belongs to everyone
Everywhere already all ways
Not just the greed #&@% pigs
Who have figured out ways to
Steal hoard control distribute
Maximizing profits for ego
And personal gain
At a car lot
That read
H U G E
C A R
S A L E
I call bullshit
All those cars
Were about the
Same size as
All of the
Other cars
On the road
I am as full of myself
As an ocean sponge
Yet I know my ideas
Can hold no water
They just leak out
Of my sunken vessel
Looking at the world through a windshield. 