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james nordlund Apr 2018
Someone suggests that, "It is not wisdom
But authority that makes a law." Al,
With an obvious emphasis on the but, but,
As Confucius relates, people should be free.
With that all Americans agree, authority
That isn't wizened breaks life's Spirit,
Espirit de vie, instead of fostering it,
Realizing a people like the autocratic
Oligarchic narcissistic nihilist-in-chief,
Self-possessed to the point of being
A king-kong sized terrible-two, like his
Executive branch, which he's molded
Into rot, and it's attempting to destroy
The tree, this country, 'Turtle Island'.

So the as backwards remocrat approach,
While in ascendancy, because dempublicans
Didn't fight their hacking of our elections
Hard enough, isn't real or right, and
'Though it has come to pass, it's not
To stay, so say one and All. "..We(e),.."
Will not be undone, by the mediocracy
That thinks with spooned nose, speaks
With forked tongue, destroying democracy.
A society, fostered by progressing
Civilization, not a cleptocracy fueled
By technocracies' ravaging of the Earth.
For e.g., Confucian's 'Hanfu', "Heaven
Above, Earth below", manifests harmony.

Where man is betwixt, plumb, in balance.
It starts with individuals and "discipline,
Being the art of feeling awe..", Casteneda,
A combination of Jung's integrated self,
With Adler's integration into community,
A Sartrean freedom: "..we are free because
We are not a self, but a presence-to-self,
The transcendence, nihilation of our self.
We're other to our selves, that whatever we
Are or whatever others may ascribe to us,
We are in the manner of not being it.", no
Longer ego ridden, a tool in la machine's
Hand, rather, as it began, man weilding
Tools to better life, in nature's balance.

We can't go back to the righteousness of
Chief Seattle's, "..no one can own the land",
We can tread lightly, stalking ourselves,
Giving back to nature's abundance, a healthy
Skepticism, it's not the self-sacrificed when
We do what needs to be done, rather the false
Ego sacrificed at Thee's altar within.  Then,
As we left no footprints that followed none,
They will echo in all ways, and on, always.
So, on this tragic 50 th Memorial of the
Assassination of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.,
Let us remember his shining example, and his
Spirits, "...judging not lest ye be judged's"
Compassion for his neighbor, "...treated as

He wanted to be", for he wanted to be more,
Ever studiously growing.  His dream was for
All who choose awakening.  So too, those who
Suffer, and suffer from false-ego, and
Its projections, in mental cells, built of
Walls of delusions, with bricks of illusions,
Their personal hells, shouldn't be judged
Autocratically, as laws can work and be
Compassionately applied.  Also, even
Though, King pulled "..the arc of the moral
Universe bends towards justice" out of his
As, we know, if we take bullets we aren't
Making them, addressing personal injustices
Stops them from becoming global ones too.

If we don't exercise our responsibilities
Their Siamese twin sisters, freedoms,
Will wither like unused muscles, as well.
"You can't dismantle the man's house with the
Man's tools (materialism)", Audrey, Gandhi's,
"Be the change you want to see in the world,
The root of all oppression lies in (supposed)
Science", though he pulled "Satyagraha", out
Of his as.  What we don't matters as much as
What we do, the manner in which we don't or
Do things brings light, life to them or it
Doesn't, those most attached to life or
Death are more closely death, live on your
Feet or die continually on your knees.  
  
You see, while might might make right, it
Always makes wrong, and fraternity rules.
Just because the invisible coup's lie,
"Hillary's not perfect", was let fly by some
Dinos, linos, sinos, ginos, ainos, hackers,
Kremlin kronies now in the kluckahouse, wicked
Leaks, 20 % of Bernie or bust bots, the US
Intelligence/police industrial complex, (who,
Like king george + his ****, cheney, purposely
Didn't prevent the attacks on 9-11-01, they
Didn't prevent the hacking of our 11-8-16
Elections, installing Trumpler, attempting to
Realize a borne again cold war, extreme theft
Of tax $, etc.) doesn't mean the world must

Fall to Ebony, ivory, the Black and white
Supremacies' cannibalizing the future, tax
Dolla's, in perfect harmony, to replicate the
Past's supposed: profits, pleasures + powers.
"..We(e),.." can stop ivory's: removal of DACA,
Reproductive, healthcare, and voting rights,
Blacks not having to wait till 2040 to get
Another President, instead they can get one in
2020, potentially, etc., for Ebony, and stop
Ebony's getting: rid of zero-tolerance in
Public school + harsh law, shorter sentences,
Earlier releases + paroles, waving of crack
Convictions, extreme war funding, gutting of
EPA's work, etc., for ivory, by dispelling the

Delusional construct of materialism, that
Actual religion, bi-headed, of the false gods
Of mammon, wealth, avarice, and mollock,
Extreme violence, grinding up seed (behind
The masks of Christians, Hindus, Atheists,
Etc.), exemplified in those merx for more's
Through to mercs for unnecessary unending
War's war machine, oiled by the blood of non:
United **** of assassins citizens, white,
Upper-middle-class to rich, supposed
Christians, which most worship, separating
"It from of the state", which is demanded by
The Constitution.  Then we can struggle to
Denotseefy the rest of the 21 flavors of, in

This 'baskin and robbins' of, supremacy.
Only then will this criminal conspiracy of
Criminal conspiracies again resemble a
Nation.  For e.g., take the trillion ton ice-
Cube that just dropped in the drink, coasts
Flooded costing us billions, so oil corps.
Can make even more $, making the egg shaped
Planet into a sphere, denaturing the Earth's
Defenses against the astronomical forces of
The Sun, Moon and continually degrading the
Earth's orbit around them.  It's God's tear,
And as a single tears story is seldom told,
That flood will wipe us out, like the lose
Of $ to get a photo of a golfer on Mars will.
(Thinking of the tragic 50 th Memorial of the assassination (ever notice how assassin has a double *** in it,  'cause they're at least double *****) of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr..  Thanx to AlThePoet, Confucius, Carlos Castaneda, Jean Paul Sartre, Chief Seattle, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., The Bible, Audrey Lourdes, Mohatma Gandhi, The U.S.
Constitution; for the above qoutes, respectively)
james nordlund Jul 2018
The bi-headed bi-polar global axi of supposed power,
The remocrat, capitalist totalitarian/notsee one,
The united **** of assassins, and the notsee/totalitarian
Extreme capitalist communist/socialist one, the Russian
Cleptocracy ('cause, if you want to double your pleasure,
Double your fun, you have two, two anti-christs in one),
Attempting to determine no one can even perceive
The possibility of being non: materialists, humancentric,
Criminally insane, are having a tete en tete in Helsinki
Tommorow, where our king-sized terrible-two, Prump,
"...Will ask Tutin if he meddled in our election...",
"...He's not expecting a Perry Mason...", Tutin to confess,
"...But he'll ask...".  This, after a year and a half of
Prump's making believe "...Tutin may have not done it...",
And over 2 years after our intelligence community definitely
Knew about it, way to go first responders.  They'll probably  
Meet totally alone again, no cameras, and the only way we'll
Be able to dicipher how it went is from telltale signs like
Smeared lipstick, and others from the press, the Russian
Press that is, 'cause ours won't get a word from Prump on it,
Like the last time they met alone.  Later, I think he falsely
Projected that "...they just talked about...", the purchasing
Of Russian (white) kids, "...adoption...", for an hour.  
C'est la unvie, no?  When's Mueller going to be done,
Before or after Trumpler's visible coup steals the midterms?
If you didn't vote for Hillary, you voted for Prump/Tutin.
"...We(e),..." must protect the vote, vote early, GOTV,
And protect the results more than ever, before the country
Gets used to being drunk on democracy's backslider's wine.
Even though the altright universe successfully invades ours, the resistance only grows, and will take flight, like a phoenix always arising from it's ashes.  Written after experiencing a little political PTSD, after half a century of political struggle.   reality
memories sweep me and under the magic carpet i hide
awaiting both wings and flight...
i remember the first time i was exposed
to a music: a band... namely: Iron Maiden...
it was during their 1998 comeback
with Brave New World...
and the single that bypassed BBC Radio 1
cencorship of their one no 1 hit:
bring your daughter to the slaughter:
underdog slaughter: let's have poodle fights
in the pit: and when i heard: Wicker Man
i was ******... by gravity:
it pulled me into the cyst of my face's pits
and i puked a sensantion equivalent of laughter
and constipation: or perhaps diarrhoea...
or rather i like to think of the elemental study of music:
in modern metal rock music
who is more relevant:
Bach and polyphony or the madness-delight
of Mozart with "too many notes":
let me remind you:
i'm reading Jon Fosse and i'm mingling with
Thomas Mann: and one is a painter with a doppleganger
and the other is an amateur pianist:
compare Nietzsche Chopin Liszt!
don't make out that Nietzsche inherits
thje rite of passage of Kant of Hegel of Socrates!
drums are definitely the earth seismic boom boom

please remind me:
and he will reside in the lake of fire: what?
alcoholism: you mean he will mistake water
for *****?
and he will emerge from a people of the land
that were so
and were so tolerant that their tolerance
became extinguished by ****** and Communism:
feminism was the third wave that imploded
and like Freud said of the Irish
so could any Western Feminist concerning the Slav:
or specifically?
the Czech romantic
the Russian catholic pan-slavic mensch...
Pole the stoner in a field of grass
Ukrainian the bowman the bending of the mistook:
and eternity and perhaps a heaven
is like a familiarity:
a design of simply being there: Heidegger:
and being allowed to know you are in heaven:
equal perdition and redeem:
of those in Hell...
that they be granted the power
and no longer the choice of knowledge:
rather: more will than power
b ut then daffodils and i conflate...
in heaven you shall
in hell you shall: no longer have the stress
of supposedly "knowing"
what "difference" is and it is mesure:
to be able to teach future generations through
ALPHABET AND LETTER
AND NUMEROS
LICZBA
LEECHBACH             ha ha... my demon curator...

the spirits still reside:
i might have to transvestite and gay my appetites
for the tonic of the humans
and stop drinking: the ***** they said was
water and the water was *****...
so no blood and no wine...
right... i need some wine the period pains of women
and not the jovial Valhalla of the beer and men...
right...
need a walking stick pretend i'm old and dead...

shh shh hide the meaning:
i think it was carpet did 'em...
some magic some dreaming some digital excavation
project: calling dinosaurs and ghosts
and speaking without tongues
just breathing air
air in rai out
something like Julius Ulysses Joyce
and his daughter's schizophrenia
like Sant Martaan... the spacelord of the void
the catapulted astronought ought
i know you need fire and ballistics
and rockets to fly into the element of vacuum:
so lost
not to have the Trojan:
pst... i'm sneaking at least two more elements in...
vacuum: nothing...
will no longer be an ontological mirror of man
as he will soon learn to renevate it like
he might with fear and potential of fire...
nothing... vacuum: anti-matter:
will be given the Status and Domain of the Elements...
let's not get into my concern for
Zeus and Sysiphus...
i coupled them...
insomnia, electricity
and fire:                      music and air...
earth
sonar
         blue and ice and salt and ice and salt
and salt and ice and ice
my concrete con-cake-crate...

                 such mischief allowed in this playground
of intellect
and while mere mortals go to places
like Hyde Park's Winter Wonderland...
and this playground:
like 4D chess with mech arena
this robot simulation game:
Hungry Cavill was superman and *******
i want a book written
by an actor:
Jon Fosse was a painter
and Nietzsche was a limp **** Liszt, Chopin:
composer...
so we have the painter...
the pianist...
we might need a mathmetician...
we don't need philosophers
besides like we might need them like ******...
and all that presupposes philosophy
via psychiatry to the count of bones...
we need a Mathmetician...
as a writer...
so we have a painter: as a writer
a music: as a writer...
you have me as me as not me as: gravity...
vanity...
      but we need a mathmetician...

so weird watching French cartoons... Asterix
twelve tasks:
but so the North men relocated to Normandy
and Rolo my Russo:
but these English so influenced by Rome
as if they were always here:
but these Anglo-Saxons came at a time when
Rome was not Might but Decline...
and we all know that the Britons the Welsh
and Picts and Irish were like the modern day
American intervention in Afghanistan...
so these blah blah lingo Saxons
these Australians of the old world:
*******: settle these isles...

the Scots had to be reminded about
reinvention and being humble
while these new Saxons
these Anglos became trippy with megalomania
and cleptocracy
and so much more...
because when i think of Britain i think
of the Irish the Welsh and the Scots...
there's no English: concept or question:
to begin with...
if you are to make humble claims as and of
being taught by the Roman Empire:
you better tell me what it was that was
taught...
letter by letter: perhaps even in a cascading rubric
reminiscent of how orientals write...
teach me: of **** of Germany
the Saxon that founded Australia and more
meta-*******...
   remind me of the fabble of the Saxon:
when asking a Swabian? ask also the Silesian
the Moravian and the Musovite...
ask the Prus, the Wends and the Veneti and Sarmatians
             and then: your banana boat camel jockey
      execution style **** for the daughter's pride
for dowry...
                      and also ask the Galician
and ask the Pomeranian...

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