23 Mar 2010

"Teabag Bush" ~ B. Dobbs

This planet earth is where we humans congregate with nature and everything else that exists.

Indigenous cultures throughout time have cultivated their societies through observing and surviving with the natural world.

Governments, militaries, technologies, languages and religions have been invented/acknowledged throughout human evolution.

For about 100 years now, we humans have been exploring the potentials of harnessed electricity.

In that 100 years we have enveloped the globe with satellites, radios, cable/fiber optic networks, cell towers and power grids. We can speak with and watch people live virtually anywhere on our planet.

Right now the natural world sees our species as more of a burden than caretaker.

Our financial, pharmeceutical, military and food industries conspire to continue this devolution towards chaos in the name of "Economic Growth".

The Bush Cartel, which controls the U.S.A. and therefore steers world politics, still remains uninvestigated and uncensured while we continue to wage their wars for them.

They are and always have been a fanatical minority of our population. They maintain their power over us through covert operations and data gathering, chemical modification of our bodies and gross manipulation of mass media.

For what reason we are not shutting them down and exploring the optimism of a different world?

Why are they untouchable?

What part of their world justifies legitimacy?

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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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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