Cornfed Mafia

It is culturally impossible for there to be an entire global generation acknowledging the Divinity of humankind and the righteous magic of Nature as long as Capitalism dominates global agendas. There exists something real called Freedom, as anyone who has pissed over the edge of the Grand Canyon knows well. There also exists (by popular consent) something real called Reality... which is a place where Freedoms can coincide or collide. Reality is imposed upon us by social conventions... freedom can never be given... only experienced.

The gluttonous fascist Reality of the Aryan Empires forever murders the people of Arabia in the hopes of founding the creation of a new society that could replace the one it is destroying. This twisted logic , like oroborus, eats it's own tale into inevitable destruction. Meanwhile the shreds of indigenous cultures across the globe that remain become stronger, truer... more real and more fun.

As King Bush “the lesser” stammers through cowboy proclamations... pausing to edit his freestyles to use words deemed more effective by advisors... the questions of babes begin to make inbred aristocrats wish they were wearing clothes.

The leaders of our country are placing procedures above perspectives... and telling us we need more procedures and less perspectives. Australia and America remain two imperial watchdogs for the U.K. (God save the bitch Queen) and Israel (which apparently learned how to build an exclusionary nation from the Nazis)... both nations grew with U.S.A. bullets and steel... and help from the Bush family. Meanwhile the B.B.C. broadcasts the news for 2 hours every morning of the U.S.A.'s National Public Radio... which in Philadelphia has at least 1/3 of the programs hosted by a jew... and not one muslim on the air. These wars dominate the attentions of a nation founded on the genocide (which still continues today) of the very peoples that welcomed and nourished the lost and greedy and hopeful children of Abraham. The core difference between Muslims and Christians is this... Muslims use their bodies as weapons to defend their God. Christians use their God as a weapon to defend their bodies. It seems that the indigenous peoples of anywhere have found the proper balances... especially in the Americas, from Alaska to Antarctica... they use their bodies and prayers to respect everything around and within themselves, they respect God and never claimed to represent anything beyond themselves. When a Dine' warrior signed a treaty he spoke for himself and no one else.

The endless bounty of the Americas has been plundered for 500 years... the pyramids have gotten larger and shinier and a lot less stable... or permanent...or natural.

Maybe if the 8 billion styrofoam McDonalds containers from the 1980's were all burned at once... the resulting cloud of foul funk would help heal the thinning ozone. Or maybe the next election will somehow have correct vote tallies. Maybe a Navajo Grandmother will finally win.

You can pretend more aid was not possible for New Orleans and men, women and children need to die in Iraq... and opium production is up in Afghanistan while we win a war on Drugs so Corporations can grow... and education will cure your children of the ignorance you embrace...

but you cannot fulfill the prophecy you hope to manufacture... and the actual conclusions of your fantasies scare you into lies and atrocities...

and when you collapse and cry for help you will be forgiven...

or tortured and forgotten...

welcome to this world.

Welcome to Evolutional fulfillment in each moment. Ahh, but your God denies this theory, you say?

Eat some corn... in any form (you likely do daily)...

It did not exist before human interaction.

The truly unwinnable debate is... did God?

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Finding the Found

found¹ (found)
tr.v., found·ed, found·ing, founds.

1. To establish or set up, especially with provision for continuing existence: The college was founded in 1872.

2. To establish the foundation or basis of; base: found a theory on firm evidence.

[Middle English founden, from Old French fonder, from Latin fundāre, from fundus, bottom.]

SYNONYMS found, create, establish, institute, organize. These verbs mean to bring something into existence and set it in operation: founded a colony; created a trust fund; establishing a business; instituted an annual benefit concert; organizing a field trip.

found² (found)
tr.v., found·ed, found·ing, founds.

1. To melt (metal) and pour into a mold.

2. To make (objects) by pouring molten material into a mold.

[Middle English founden, from Old French fondre, from Latin fundere.]

found³ (found)
v.

Past tense and past participle of find.

~~ found at answers.com

Any word can be analyzed to the point that it is only recognizable as a sound that is made by one person that is then used by others as well, with each participant having their own perception of the meaning of that sound. The first definition at answers.com claims that found can be a verb, which occurs in the present tense but holds a purpose for the future. The second definition describes the act of taking a solid material, heating it to the point it becomes a liquid then manipulating it so that it becomes a formed object once it has cooled off. The final definition describes found as the act of searching... once it has already occured.

The Dude was a Foundling. One of the Found. Which didn't mean anything really, since being found entailed the irrelevance of Foundage. It was a strange paradox of logic, not unlike the twisty turns of a pretzel. You could follow the twisting lines and see how it had been made, but the point was to make it disappear, and enjoy the disappearing of it. Take the word found, for example. It can mean that something was desired and then acquired. But it can also mean the act of creating something that lasts. Which also happens to metal in a foundry. A common Foundling perspective viewed reality and the things within it as having the eternal and immediate oppurtunity for perfection. But having found also recognized, nay, acknowledged the perfection of inevitable imperfection. Foundage, in one respect, was the recognition that pain and suffering were intrinsic ingredients in life as we know it. The same was true for ecstacy, fear, love and ignorance. Not only everything known was found, but also the infinity of future finds... and the continual process of finding (and maintaining) the Found.

Founders were not card carrying members of anything in particular or publicly recognizable representatives of anything other than themselves. They had no buddy lists of fellow Foundlings, no email daisy chains or even any unified objectives beyond unfolding more Foundage. They had no secret or public symbols... or fucking flags to assimilate their unity into a single pattern of colors and shaped. They could, however, usually recognize another Foundling after extended conversations or through meaning filled shared experiences. Some lived quiet lives, sharing their Found with the natural world while deflecting and ignoring the intricacies of unfound. Also, many artists were particularly adept at projecting their Foundage publicly. These Foundlings tended to become cultural icons, aging into folk heroes that became myths as the generations after them experienced their arts. Beck, Dylan, Guthrie, Ghandi, Dass... conversely, others tended to blaze like the morning sun until their fire was extinguished unnaturally... prematurely. Lincoln, Cobain, King Jr., Marley, Guevara, Hendrix, Lennon... Jesus, it is too tragic, too sad (for the Found) to name more.

The Dude had been, is, and tried to always be... well, Found.

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This land is Native land, and the white power nazi's are still commiting genocide here day and night.

Want proof that genocide of the American Indian exists?

There is a no-fly zone over Walt DisneyWorld in Florida. This is because Walt didn't want the sound of a plane overhead to break the magical illusion of his recreational park.

But yet, the glorious natural sounds of the Dine' (Navajo Nation) are raped daily by trucks, trains, choppers, jets and planes... terrorizing the elders and the children alike. It creates false thunder... so that these divine and spiritual beings are so deadened to the sounds of natural life that the ability to hear thunder and the advance of rain is stolen by the artificial illusions created by the invading vehicles... day and night. At night... even the stars cannot be trusted, as several of them are not stars, but distant planes. Or even satellites... or the Muir space station.

The U.S.A. has been raping indigenous cultures since the pilgrims landed. It has gone on far too long. If we as a nation were capable of listening to these proud, wise and beautiful people... and humbling ourselves before their sacred ways and selves, then this planet and our lives would have hope, instead of continuing down the disgusting paths of war, genetic manipulation, lies and shame.

And still they are proud, and still they are beautiful, and still, somehow, they find a way to love us, and give us hope.


~ Be i NGO