4 Feb 2009

CHANGE we can enjoy life in

The goal of military, political and economic security should be increased freedom, liberty and expression.

National development of border conflicts and prison industries will only ever create increased escalation of misery.

Our public efforts need a shift in focus towards increasing fellowship and compassion.

The most compelling argument for success and security within the United States of America
is that it

stops defending what was and limiting what can be.

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The majority of people on earth are still living very close to it. They are a part of it for their entire lives, 24 hours a day 7 days a week. The most crucial need for their success and survival is a healthy environment.

The industrialized people of earth are using electricity and technology to alter the natural progression of society and nature.

The internet has evolved into a new dimension interacting with our planet, enabling the industrialized people of earth to collaborate and interact without regard for physical boundaries.

Perhaps this "liberation from physical constraints" that We Industrialized People promote

is what justifies the corporate wars and police-state evolution.

Maybe success for everyone lies in the paradox of this global hive-mind moving from the mess and dangers of birth into responsible respect for the remnants of the Natural World.

This cannot be accomplished through stimulus packages or escalation of troop deployments.

We need to change our focus of change.

Beautiful Babylon Babies Unite !!!

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,
Love Trumps hate.

Hits of the Month

Poetic HyperLinks Defeating the Impossibilities of Peace

Also sprach Zarathustra to the brothasistahs lost out in the woods…
Rolling stones and hurricanes prime us for the rapid eye movement of whose dream?
A stairway to the dark side of the moon reveals an orchestrated King
singing the blues while sexual pistols whip Jesus’ son.
Who’s influence weens us?
Me and my friends gratefully raged against the machine for three days
in the shadow of the valley of the dead
so big brother and company held us down while the wind cried
nothing to be gained here (except copied rights),
Then a questing tribe of beastly boys found a digable plant
where a buffalo soldier picked up a Gideon’s bible from the Godfather
in joe’s garage (or was it in one of 200 motels?)
Anyway, on a Holiday, the pinball wizard boy (Billie)
followed his heart and stopped pretending he was the king of the little plastic castles
while education, missed in the house of the naked apes, evolved and mutated
into and with ~ Nature Art Love Truth ~ and we do too…
And somewhere over the rainbow dancing fools send clowns and purple rain
into imagine nations where everything is now sacred
and there are no more public enemies or rusted Roots or minor threats
or bad brains or busted rhymes or widespread panic
and everyone can read the hieroglyphics on the wall
and we are all refugees of courtney’s love attaining nirvana….
But then again, you’re so vain, you probly think this poem’s about you-
we are everywhere and we cannot be beaten
it’s all over now baby blue, all we need is Love
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