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May 1, 2012

Vamos al Armistice YA'

Open source two me
O pen soar saw me
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Open Sesame

O pen = open

President OBAMA



Mar 15, 2012

Bureaucracy bullies FOOD NOT BOMBS for WHAT?

NO, we DO NOT know what U mean

besides a public face on Bush Cartel wars.





Michael, you have nutted her enough.



                                                                   ~ V ~

"These restaurants include upscale fish and beef (Pacific Prime) and Italian (Viviano) restaurants. There also will be a pub bar/restaurant and Nosh, where a visitor can pick up a quick bite on the go.

In addition, there will be three “micro-restaurants,” a term Scheri prefers over “food court,” that will serve traditional Asian meals such as noodle soup, Italian dishes such as stromboli, pasta, pizza and salads and American favorites such as hamburgers, cheese steaks, hot dogs and fries.

The differences between these micro-restaurants and restaurants found in food courts, according to Scheri, is that the food will be cooked by restaurant chiefs.

All of the restaurants will be owned and operated by Valley Forge Casino Resort.

The complex will include 7, The Nightclub, while the Center Bar will be the focal point on the casino floor.

The casino will have 600 slot machines and 50 table games." http://www.phillyburbs.com/news/local/the_intelligencer_news/montco-casino-readies-for-march-opening/article_a977a14b-dbbe-5de4-a067-daa3209007e8.html?mode=print

Valley Forge Casino Resort President and Chief Executive Officer Saverio “Sal” Scheri III 

“We just don’t want to be another casino here,” said Scheri.

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.

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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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