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Feb 22, 2012

Dear TD Bank/Ameritrade/Algorhythm ~ If la Patrona with my power of Attorney has not already done so, please dump all my SIRI, close my account and mail whatever eye gotz to my old man's craphouse.

Sincerely,

Joel R Miller account # 789-041977

dumped @ market close

HOY HOY





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Posted by el Duderino at 22.2.12

Feb 21, 2012

Update on Peabody (Arbusto) Energy's Genocidal Actions Against Indigenous Peoples.


Posted by el Duderino at 21.2.12

Feb 20, 2012

"One man's heaven is another man's hell."

In the world where i am king
Jesus Christ has a queen
and children
                     are the rulers
and there is no wedding ring
and nature is respected and the planet's healing
and money's never needed, nor is clothing
and sanity's a word that's as filthy as a turd
and indians have land again and lies are for the birds
and noone needs a car because it's more fun just to walk
and everyone is smiling so there's no more need to talk.

Posted by el Duderino at 20.2.12
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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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