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Apr 10, 2010

at this POINT

Not to turn everything into a black and white, political and religious issue/discussion (which my entire family forbids me to do)

but , right now...

the only justification for the continued existence of the U.S.A.

is to restore/honor/respect

indigenous rights.
Posted by el Duderino at 10.4.10

Apr 3, 2010

O.K. Player you win

i admit it.

every incorrect and offensive thought i have ever had was and is only a justification for me to be a burden to myself and everything in existence.
Posted by el Duderino at 3.4.10

Apr 2, 2010

TranceSendDance approaches the Number of the Beast !!! 666 !!!

What if six was nine?

What if sex was no??

Everybody calm down, this is the second blog counter i have used here... the original one did not have the capacity to realize unique visitors. (But the Babylonian quest for Artificial Intelligence marches on, so i switched to the next generation counter for more accuracy)

I estimate about 1,000 total unique visitors to date.

Un mil.
Posted by el Duderino at 2.4.10
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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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