Pod is on your music app! Search: TranceSendDance

May 16, 2007

Perspective: Tense



Perspective is an ambiguous and powerful aspect of humanity. In fact, people who do not exhibit the social conventions of an “I” perspective are regarded as handicapped or mentally imbalanced by most known cultures. Perspective allows for a penniless vagabond to stare at the ocean, moon and stars and know no boundaries while the most powerful men on earth fixate only on what is known. Or knowable. I, you, he she it them us we... all and none. Perspective fills the social gap that lies between perceiver and perceived... but this gap only truly exists when it is challenged by someone else's.

Or it is not a gap, it is the ceaseless live distortions of time and space.


Tense is a tricky thing. It plays games with perspective. English language of the Western world holds it in the highest regard. There is what was, is and shall be. Past, present and future. When words are written they must orient themselves in time. Words written in the present tense will be read in the future... but the wisdom of the words will reflect the times when they were written, now past. When history is written in past tense, the words reflect the perspective of the times when they are written... as the readers reflect upon what is remembered of what has passed. Words written in future tense project the reader into what will, can, might or could be. Regardless of tense, all written words have the potential to affect the present Now.

King George "the lesser" Bush speaks Now about what Will because of what Was while ignoring what Is because he is preparing the earth for the Return of his Lord and saviour. That was Jesus Christ, who told men like Bush 2000 years ago that it is harder for them to enter his Kingdom than for a camel to thread a needle.

Maybe that's why the Bush family kills so many camels. Women and men. Children.


This was, is and will be recorded as historical fact... which itself takes an assertive We voice in our Present tense... even though it rarely involves us in anything more substantial than the telling.









eso es







(This guy has not much more than perspective and Bush surely makes him tense...)

Apr 26, 2007

Justiness





There is and are no just wars.

There is just war.

Here and then,

now and there

and tomorrow

until when

?


Libertarians are master verbal scientists, capable of proving theories so arcane and hypothetical that they can only be created in laboratories. The Nazis used mechanization and thought suppression to maintain white power, Libertarians use mass media and pretzel logic.

Mormons are the 4th Reich.

God walks earth as man , woman and child... everywhere. Our kids speak pure and true and see the real and hear the magic...
and our confusion and mistakes scare them all forever.

The C.I.A. and K.G.B. and many other initials oppress most citizens of the world and control every government of every geographical nation on earth.

In the brave new world of 1984, the U.S.A. had an actor as president who was shot like in Taxi Driver for the same girl who was not acting this time. The same semitic nomads that make movies watch nations unfold the same drama on cheaper film. The only filter currently restricting the entire world from live, digital Realtime Truth that reinforces sustainable Peace is money. Theater helps dictate where our values lie. Money ensures which actors we will see and hear.


This is how corrupt and lost white power is. If the Bush daughters walked into Times Square... Right Now... smoked a spliff... danced to some music until they got sweaty... then stripped naked, then massaged each other... then kissed... then scissored until mutual orgasm... while their daddy cried and their mommy prayed...

Maybe after the media firestorm

we could let the honest folk talk about things that matter.

We could begin to let the Earth heal.

We could smile, sing, dance and pray

for peace.

Mar 29, 2007

Babylon Blues

The Dude is an american. From Alaska to Antarctica ... that world is his. Europe is an annoying leech that has been vomiting immigrants, opinions and wars forever. Fucking aristocrats. They brought their notions of kings and queens to these shores... they sought New Lands but brought their old problems. They digested the paradise of so many tribes and cultures... raping them all. They benefit from thousands of years of divine evolution... from corn to coca... and genetically alter nature to create higher profits.

So now a preppy cowboy prince is dictator of the free world. National Public Radio is interviewing their announcers who explain that the government corruption trials aren't as interesting to their viewers as baseball. The U.S. Military is the largest drug dealer in the whole world. Anna Nicole Smith's death gets more press coverage than the Godfather James Brown. Freedom becomes a word that is used to justify control. One in 130 citizens is incarcerated. We are hidden from the words of the women and children that our troops are murdering. We are numb to the pictures of torture and degredation that we pay for.. Our soldier's morale and effectiveness is maintained through corporate pharmaceuticals. Soldiers are returning from war and getting DVD's made at WalMart with digital war highlights while we are forbidden from viewing footage of our fallen soldiers. While our national debt exponentially expands over oil wars, oil conglomerates report record profits and prices at the pumps.

The last president was nearly impeached for not revealing to the U.S. Government that he got his cock sucked by a young jew. Now his wife wants to be our first Queen. The current president steals two elections, launches a false war and revokes constitutional rights as a PATRIOT act. While his daddy pulls his strings. There are more mercenaries on the U.S. Payroll in Iraq and Afghanistan than all of our allies troops combined. Israel and U.S. Aryans are building security fences and Americans pay for it all.


And still Marines salute him. And still the media respects him.


The manufactured world his inbred family builds is a blind and dead one. He speaks for our children, and grandchildren...3 mere generations when the present is made of all that was and will be. He is preparing the world for the return of his Saviour... who was tortured and killed for speaking his mind and living his message. Who will the Bush family listen to... who is safe from their crucifiction? Who will believe them when they parade their false Christ? Who will these demons kneel before?



eso es

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