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Feb 26, 2008

The Water is Running





Senoras y senoras, nosotros tenemos mas influencia con sus hijos que tu tiene

Ladies and Gentlemen, we have more influence with your children than you have

pero los queremos

but we love them...

Creado y regalo de Los Angeles

Created by, and a gift of the angels...

JUANA'S ADDICCION!!!

Jane's Addiction
Ritual de lo Habitual (1990)
Stop


Here we go

No!
No one!
No One!
is Gonna stop...
Now
GO!

Save the conflict
For party conversation.
The world is loaded,
It's lit to pop and nobody ain't gonna stop...

No one...
No one!
No way!
Gonna stop,
Now; go!

Farm people,
Book wavers, Soul savers,
Love teachers!
it's lit to pop and nobody ain't gonna stop.

Move on...

(to get control of a mind like that...)

Move on!


One come a day, the water will run,
No man will stand for the things that he had done...
Hurrah!
And the water will run...

One come a day, the water will run,
No man will stand for the things that he has done...
Hurrah!
And the water will run...
it Will Run! oh
it Will Run! oh

Get!...
Go!

Gimmie that!
Give back that automobile,
Turn off that smokestack
Get off that goddamn radio
Hum... along with me...
Hum along with the t.v.

oh oh, oh,Oh No...

No One
is Gonna
Stop!


United States Bill of Rights



Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.









“Without game, men prey on each other.” ~Perry Farrell




"Sometimes to realize you were well, someone must come along and hurt you." ~Perry Farrell



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
Legalize It