20 Jan 2012

Better than "Post-Graduate Level Theses" and/or a scathing comedic critique of white male aristocratic european society and it's corruption of the universe. Spoken, sung and acted by two peaceful warriors for Original Peoples.

If the Bush Cartel did not continue to dominate the U.S.A. on multiple fronts:

True freedom and democracy could already be unfolding

As President Obama began live "debates"
against all takers for an hour every week
on internet, radio and television simultaneously
with 50% of the questions/comments coming from outside the U.S.A.

While Ralph Nader and Pauline Whitesinger sit on either side of him providing unedited, uncensored color commentary including pre/post debate wrap ups.

Mrs. Obama and Howard Stern could M.C. it.


(Best part of this "Occupy Election" strategy ~ All conversations are to be regarded as theoretical possibilities regarding a complete reversal of the past "Century of Progress": How can the U.S.A. move to a level of sustenance and repair instead of martial industrial policies. No participating voice is legally or professionally responsible for any views expressed during these live conjectures- up to one month before votes cast.)

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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