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Jul 3, 2012
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Jun 20, 2012
When a "so sigh a tea" has deVolVed into WANTING media lies and ENJOYING corporationZ WarZ is it justifiable? When it is 1000 points from ONE man is he responsible?
FUCK YOUR DRUGS AND LIES & WARZ
eye am a GateWeigh DRUG eye AM
eye am a GateWeigh DRUG eye AM
Jun 15, 2012
What is a digital payment system fair to Everyone on the InterNets?
Please let me know. I heard from Anonymous and LulzSec that PayPal sucks.
May 27, 2012
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Beautiful Babylon Babies Unite !!!
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Tonight i got some fantastic news from some people that help to make me who i am... the following blogs/websites/pages also inspire me ...
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http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/22/health/22radio.html?_r=1&hp Radio Host Has Drug Company Ties By GARDINER HARRIS Published: November...
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At his second debate, where there was a hand-picked live national audience, John McCain used the phrase "my friends" 19 times. &qu...
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Yesterday i finally saw Michael Moore's latest film. It is a brilliant, compelling nonpartisan exploration of how corporations have take...
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http://www.soawne.org/ The same fascist U.S. Bush family led government that arrested me in 2004 for protesting the RNC has shut down the ma...
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THE POET There is no doctrine of forms in our philosophy...For we are...but children of the fire , made of it, and only the same divinity tr...
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
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