28 Jul 2009

Bush is still to blame.

The U.S. Government has increased it's inability for public dialogue to the epic levels of G.W. Bush himself... who walks free and unchallenged after eight years of lies, international violations, domestic terrorism and two stolen elections.

President Obama is morally obligated to focus all First Nations as the foundation of any National Recovery Plan.

Covering the Earth with paved roads, strip malls and housing developments does not secure happiness or security for anyone.

Everyone on the planet does not need to have an identification or banking card.

Indigenous People are masters of living with the land surrounding them. Governments and Corporations conspire to regulate their cultural development towards Western values that are not sustainable.

They would not need food stamps if their herds were not thinned to comply with legal actions.

The resources and opportunities missing in Indigenous communities are needed because

they have been (or are being) stolen by rich white men


they are fined and imprisoned for traditional progress... from increased crop and livestock production to expansion of spiritual gatherings.

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.

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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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