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kevin Apr 18
i can't catch watergate to watergate without ashes in my sugar i gather from the city no alms or open eardrums her in thousand oaks..........
the countries language is languishing way behind the times article print of fraud ruling concerning the shangri-la homekey language of the governor of california

the literacy level is criminal at this point sir, you have much more need of learnings than I

I have not a= usps address
i have not a= a responsive .gov terminal reply=>illeterate employment line awaiting rations
thats finite math to a letter sir. one star down.
kevin Apr 18
-thousand oaks-
civic center-
remove celebration
fund endowment
for the arts-
no revenue returned= - i.r.s due of process for...
remedial tax codified instruction per person
no group allotted tax deficient debt may be carried by another person

petrol over usage by city works must be constrained until limit is reached and codified signature is obtained from army corps of engineering, this is supervisor of burden


government corruption of frames and constitutions has broken trust open for further investigation by journalist

seeking to end patterning and districtings downfall across statelines

tax evasion
insolvent means and measures of "sugar" brown or otherwise

california points
patterning neglect
creating bondslavery, maddness, ill temperments of persons unwilling to exit the civil war and join the labor force in the private sector, that was the wealth of confederate's seeking confine
kevin Apr 18
it's time to pay for kitchen protocol
you pull every trigger they do until
you learn how to write for us by editor's call

emancipate me from my billfold
become literate

when we xray ya, and you do what they told, chuckin to the music
we scotch brite? pull that worm out alone

the algorithim of finite budget ends in fraud for ventura county

back to the news with an official taxpaying journalist in thousand oaks
kevin Apr 18
the fleshing post of thousand oaks was hidden
as many turned away speaks in our history
when a speech was tasted and attempted
the fleshing post held the debt to the lutheran
and the removal of caution was spelled

here is the property spelled, yes'm
you haven't her'd of ireland? nevar

then digging back into the graveyards
teaching measurements from 1 church road
was creation or property
and thus a mules lengthy toil shall not be whispered

usage of the shales was kind in the origination of the washed
and the scales of justice were born from the almight of the robes
deterents and difficult abjects

the ******* of mexico, mexican or mexicaint productions
rural bods of free food and passage around and around the marbled halls of city
granting pass of petrol, yet no sayings otherwise must be spoken
in the withdrawl of payee and employee titles of surmons

chumash or curd
kevin Mar 17
the medical obstruction of justice as opposed to the medical obstruction to justice

logic and logical assembly of sentences without derivations nor deviations

as i am not the team but the expression of free speech

as i am not property, yet i am anothers possession

another right is violated, the medical oath is not licensable as the incision into free while collecting payment

physical oath is not a valid statement

my physical condition is being attacked and sold and purchased as tissue to erode and validate philosophical conjecture

next argument of logic

exposure death/death by exposure to the elements

requires that i authorize spending on my own behalf for i am instructionally superior to my subordinates.

an in humane condition is being constructed out of my body by the state of california and the united states of america

this is my civil right in writing to define this crime against me as a man
issuance of debate from structured law
Aaron LaLux Jul 2016
America’s Got Presidents


Lights camera action,
who’s up next,
politician,
or dumbsh!t pundit?

Oh I see,
everybody’s an expert,
man these candidates have switched sides so many times,
watching them flip-flop this much makes my neck hurt!

Candidate’s wearing make-up,
if you ask me it’s all a cover-up,
blemishes on their records,
when’s enough actually enough,

on stages,
synthetic sages make up stories,
while the police keep stuffing us into cages,
and the politicians keep talking about reclaiming America’s lost glory.

America’s lost glory what glory,
the one about us bombing innocents or the one about slaves,
well if that’s the glory then it’s not lost,
because the US still bombs innocents and pays most people a slave wage.

It’s fckn depressing,
these pop-star presidents,
jockeying for position,
just for a chance at a White House residence.

On a stage,
it’s a sad charade,
all these bad actors,
pointing fingers trying to shift the blame,

laaaaaame!

All they do is talk different when in front of a mic,
but behind closed doors they all act the same,
different costumes different connotations maybe,
but really there’s no significant difference because there’s no significant change.

It’s an act a sham a show,
pop star presidents hip hop rock and roll,
Barack stars sing about change without any evidence,
if you ask me they’ve all gotta go,

and this election year is no better,
if anything it’s worse,
you’ve got Hillary Clinton AKA Barack Light,
and of course running is another Bush,
then there’s Donald Trump,
who’s legitimately probably the Anti-Christ,
he’s a racist sexist selfish sociopathic narcissist,
he doesn’t want to debate anything he just wants to fight.

But what about Bernie Sanders,
people ask, “Are you feeling the Bern?”,
I mean the guy’s a 74 year old career politician socialist,
he’s gonna try and take half of everything I earn.

Sure,
I’d vote for him I guess,
outta desperation only,
because maybe it’d take someone that extreme to get us outta this mess,
but honestly he’s a bumble bee,
poking at the hornet’s nest,
I’d bet if he becomes a real threat to the one Corporate Establishent want’s to elect,
that the speech where he accepts ends with one of his last breaths.

Yup.

America the beautiful,
when’d you become such a bully,
you used to be my best friend,
but now you act like you don’t even know me,
you’re blood lust is revolting,
why’s your answer to everything violence,
and how can you say you speak for the people,
when most of the people are so fed up they just shut up and stay silent,

and even if we do get out and vote,
these days our votes aren’t even counted what gives,
what you think it’s just a coincidence,
that almost every state Hilary won was accused of being rigged?

I feel sick.

This political pile of tricks politics seems like a pile of ****t,
and the media’s forcing it down our throat,
I mean really what are we supposed to do,
when those that feel outcasted can’t even get the system to count their cast votes.

So I take notes.

And I write.

I write,
all of this with typing hands and a shaking head,
because I want a leader I can truly trust and believe in,
instead of some actor that can’t be trusted no matter what they’ve said.

Red,
state,
blue,
state,
red,
fish,
blue,
fish,

I’m not a Jew,
I’m only half so I’m Jew-ish,
and I’m not trying to be rude,
or to sound too prudish,
it’s just,
the history of half my people,
is filled with those that want to ***** us,
so the bait and switch poli-tricks these politicians politic,
well they’re Grand Old Party is nothing new to us.

Who to trust,
who to trust,
we’re tired of feeling like Lewinsky,
giving oral to the Oval Office and getting nothing back but fckt.

Fck.

When is enough enough,
no is supposed to mean no,
but we get it no **** on the ****** tube,
***; Slave & Master we’re all Lady Liberty’s ******* so on with the show!

Lights camera action,
who’s up next,
politician,
or dumbsh!t pundit?

Oh I see,
everybody’s an expert,
man these candidates have switched sides so many times,
watching them flip-flop this much makes my neck hurt.

Candidate’s wearing make-up,
if you ask me it’s all a cover-up,
blemishes on their records,
when’s enough actually enough?

∆ Aaron La Lux ∆

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I'm a bit frustrated.....
Ron Gavalik Feb 2016
At the Bernie Sanders rally on Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Day in Alabama, a middle-aged woman in the crowd fell to the floor from illness. The entire rally silenced. All 7,000 attendees turned their focus to her welfare. When the medics arrived, the crowd erupted into cheers, a heroes’ welcome. The people then applauded the ill woman once she regained the ability to walk out of the event.

Two weeks prior, at a rally for the authoritarian populist Donald Trump, three white men stomped a black man. He’d worn a t-shirt that read 'Black Lives Matter.'
Observation of the political realm in 2016.
ConnectHook Oct 2015
Bernie Sanders hatched a scheme
to rant an old progressive theme.
He left the greening mountain heights
to bellow forth for Social Rights
descending to our nation's valleys
milking the faithful at his rallies.
Mr. Sanders sold the farm,
sounded socialist alarm;
Trading professorial tweeds
for bloviating human needs.
He set the lefties all a-twitter
bartering the sweet for bitter.
He glared through academic glasses
at the doubtful working classes
wondering why they failed to note
just why and how they ought to vote.
Sanders patched up race-relations
fixing holes with reparations,
working up his magic wonder:
horsey voice of righteous thunder
till the clouds hung heavy and gray
portent of a darker day...
Warming up leftover Hope
he spared no change for hangman's rope,
sputtering on, he blew a gasket
redistributing our basket
scolding, bellowing, pumping fist
and waving fingers from the wrist
like politburo retro-chic
a tousled old white-headed freak.
Vote for Bernie Clinton everybody !!!

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