31 Jan 2012

RepubliKKKans are so full of shit.

It is hard to rest after a hard days work
when ROMNEY ROMPS is an AOL headline
while Jon Stewart tries to joke about BAIN and hypocrisy
and our military is killing and being killed over
true "private equity" ~
the plants in a farmer's field.

My entire life as a U.S. citizen, the Presidential electoral process has been

Democrats blocked from helping everyone by Republicans who prefer to prosper by punishing or ignoring everyone not like them
or
Republicans pretending (to themselves) that they don't love war, drugs and lies.

From NPR to the dinner table, the U.S.A. has been convinced (by the Bush Cartel)
that winning an election is more relevant than producing peace and prosperity for all
from Alaska to Antarctica.



If you use Christianity as a political platform you are your own worst enemy.
If you use Christianity to justify war you are not only incorrect and misguided... you are ignorant.
If you use Christianity to continue ignoring the people you see every day in need
        unless they are like you or wish they were
                you are a terrorist.
   
If you believe in God you love peace.
If you reject God you are searching for peace.
If you insist God must be accepted by everyone on your terms you need peace.



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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