And because they love you,                                     they will **** us,
We are of course; Mad,                          stormy waters &  their daughters
bearings;                             When this takes the place of the friends
of another sort of weapon, Lord;    
                              And the hand
of the right hand, |                         & the less of you, diversification
of rays that exit from the garden;      They knew the
rules and customs of the wilderness;        It had me?
very Imposition                                 St. hands away from them; it is
most effective born from fire,
           the glory of them from
certain your sentiments;                    The body of the monster
World of hair;                 He is now in a crown & a palm tree?
A stranger from the stars guarding;            The wife of the regular school,
their babies in the midst of the congregation of the;
  There appeared to show the man standing in love;
wisdom & power;        When access to our studies of
The new science is one, the ***** warned of prostitution
& given to the question;                           Accordingly taking it off the
heat;                     Which as a brand has its own unique Schaub; this is
The Secret, for example, the call is hot; He says,
and some have been influenced,                                     as well as new;
in which the the women, and to be built in the old
garment; testify;                              These clothes and lived, was found
trapped in the;      The entrance is blocked up,                               there
are also weirdly;         In the letter, the knee that is not
looking to change the penalties for the wife & the five hundred,
For the end,                the teenager is to undergo a major Magic
But leave shall be childless;            We, in the name of his wife
Eve,                but the intervention
               opposing the Lucky woman's
death;              Of whom he became the father of Bela, his ***
the midst of the river naked;
                             It is done for the day of the child's birthday
of the enlightened of what had propagandized;
Middle of the column data, if a freeman & thirty;                  One of them,
                                        and they lived in *****, because it is not bound
                                    It is therefore madness from Asia to the conversion
of the of the receiver;                                 Nadine quality; her dissertation
on Antioch chosen by the medical Center to be the cover of the things
that have brought to you 1
1 will start dreaming of;
He was captured | | by his wife:
Because 1 love you,                                 they will **** us, we, of course,
Mad storm water                                         & their daughters bearing in mind
that it comes down to the Lady,                           otherwise w/ missile friends
In the right hand of him;                                          that he exacts of the hand
of the diversity of the rays
which issue from the garden;
He was known to them in the desert the thing moved,
the miracles of the laying on of for this had been 1
carried away by the hands of St. Thomas;   it is most
certain to be born of the fire of the glory of them;
your sentiments;    World Body monster's hairy scalp
on Crown and sand; Already? A stranger from the watch
For regular wife that give **** in the midst of a group
of persons;      The sight of a man standing on the law,
Knowledge is power,        knowledge is power, power,
& our own tastes when we reach the entrance
of the knowledge of one of us is,            no not *****
prostitution,         warned to seek a given;   this takes
the heat off the second;     The brand having its own unique
take on it; that is, furtive examples,          hot, not the caller
says, &    some have been influenced, to a new,    where
people will rebuild the old robot women;    Please speak
into these clothes, who lived in there,
found on the captured
Avenue is blocked up, weirdly they are present
In the letter, the knee,   in which he is looking to change
that of the ***** of his wife, & his oxen,               & half
thin Rolling witches;                   The teenager is greater
nakedness; leaving the course fans;       We, in the name
of his wife Eve, but for the intervention of Happy
opposing female death Bela was the middle of the River,
Queen bare-assed naked;  Birthday suited & illuminated,
& propagandized by the shore of a body of knowledge
of the midst of the one of them, & she dwelt in *****,
it is not bound from Asia to the madness of the conversion
of the receiver; the spirit of her smelly feet, such as no;
dissertation,         medically Antioch selected over this,
                     1 have brought to you
1 will start dreaming
of you 1 | | his wife
1 love you because you are out to **** us?
We are of course;                             Mad storm water & their daughters'
gestures;                                 And so it is, my friends, the weapons of a
different kind,                                   O Lord; the hand of the right hand,
&     the diversity is not less than by a modification
of the rays of light that goes forth out of the garden;
1 knew when; Rule fields that have? the imposition
of hands by those of Holy;                      Most of the fire to grow glory
the kind of agree with your sentiments;                           monster body
Hairs from the world;                       & now the crown and a palm tree?
We are forbidden by the hospitality of the base
of the defense of the legitimate wife of sand,
children among the group;                            On it is the sight of a man
standing, so that 1 will show; to love;                  the wisdom & power;
When the means of access to the studies of the New Science
        MIT has warned its answer to the question; & it then takes
        heat; That has its own unique brand Schaub;                       this is
For his calling is hot;                      said & some have been influenced,
both of the new;       the women of ancient buildings;
The Jewish witness;           These clothes he was found in
The trapped;       the avenue weirdly will also contribute;
The letter, which is looking into the knee & five hundred
to change the penalties wife;     Since the end of the slain
teenager is a major Magic, however, there will be free;
We, in the name of his wife Eve,  but for the intervention
of the opposing succeeding woman; Dead big *** Bale;
That becomes the naked,                            the birth & death of the Valley
of the middle of the day, and which are enlightened
with the propagandized; half;      For there is surely              one of them,
thirty a body of the information, if a freeman;
He lived in *****,                                              because he is not bound;
                                  So the insanity caused by the conversion of Europe
Is what allows Nadine;                                            About Antioch chosen  
for its medicinals;                                        1 cover 1 have brought to you
& start dreaming of;                                   He was captured | | by his wife
1 love you because you are 1 to **** us?
We of course;                                    Waves,    & the daughters of insanity
gestures; So, my friend, and weapons
other things of this kind, O Lord,            have 1 hoped;
                           Though my left hand is joined w/ ur right hand,
and less diversity in the modification
Rays of light that comes out of paradise
1, where he knew;              Those who are in the fields
of command? the imposition by the hands mercifully;
Fire increase glory & it is a kind of agreement
w/ your sentiments:                   the body of a monster,
The hair is of this world;       & now the crown
and the palm tree? We stranger from the base
the legitimate defense of sand; Children groups;
At the sight of this man, standing and show 1;
to love; the wisdom and power;
When you have access
to a wealth of new studies,        Science is A question
having no news answer from him,          
& he warns MIT; & then take heat;            That has its own unique brand
Schaub (c); This is;                   & then the call will;
& some have been influenced, he said:
by the new buildings,     & the women of the ancient city;
The Jewish witness; These clothes and found
The trapped; an approach by weirdly will also contribute;
In the letter &     looking down      she takes five hundred
to change to his wife, of punishment;                   Since the end
                                        of the slain teenager is a major Magic
they will not be free; We will call his wife Eve,
but the intervention opposing the woman died
Valley of Death;                         among the more enlightened
When propagandized correctly; w/out an intermediary;                          
In fact,
it is not any one of them;                                             He was thirty-array
if knowledge is the servant of the;                                  Those who dwelt
in *****, because he is not bound to; thus,
by turning to the insanity of Europe,                          Nadine is suffering;
The medical chosen from Antioch
The cover 1 to 1 to start your dream did;
He was captured | |      along w/ his wife

Boring old militant Marxist Farts
who blather on, in fits and starts
about class war and revolution
(demonstrably a failed solution)
rather than pitied should be scorned;
their websites tapped, subscribers warned.
Such talk begins as plodding fodder
dull as lead – yet even odder:
people read this wretched dreck!
History ought to hold in check
their pawn-shop plans to topple kings
they talk a good game – till it brings
armed madness, rage, the peasant wars
thugs and riff-raff looting stores,
death-camps, purges, civil chaos
union dues, returned to pay us
****** end to a treacherous story –
guns for butter and guts for glory.
Mao’s red flowers, Trotsky’s pick
Stalin’s bearhug – lies as thick
as honey dripping on a corpse.
Centralized control that warps
a free man’s mind. And yet they find
their audience loaded, pumped and primed.
In spite of numberless essays
the true believer bucks and brays
hee-hawing on, in Maoist jargon,
urging buyers to the bargain:
shining paths – that lead to graveyards
strewn with texts by Marxist blowhards.
Endless screeds by tenured traitors :
dialectic masturbators…
Marxist dullness has its edge.
Boring – yes, but forms a wedge
to split the status quo in factions
gaining time to plan their actions.
Arm in arms; so sad it tickles –
hammering plowshares into sickles
battering bewildered readers
(propagandized bottom-feeders).
Red conjecture never softens
pounded in like nails in coffins,
though their pipe-dreams burn away
when exposed by light of day.
Communist theory rings the blows
to forge the chains. The movement grows.
It’s lengthened, strengthened, link by link
ensnaring those who’re prone to think
they know what’s best for rank and file,
propagandizing all the while.
Agitating Marxist praxis
forms their struggle’s central axis.
Starry-eyed, they sing the anthem
plotting mayhem. Yes – I grant them
zeal, devotion, earnest madness…
but their ends begin in badness.
Brooding hate – their only god,
biding time to shoot their ***.
Nip their notions in the bud
before they blossom into blood.
Point them out for what they are:
faceless scribes of future war.
Worst of all: they’re as predictable
as their theories are inflictable.
Gaze into the hole of history
comprehend the tragic mystery…

I was gonna write about how I was writing standing up like Hemingway at some bar in Key West, but instead I ended up nearly lying down, like some Roman eating grapes, and I’m not scrawling with a pen. I’m typing.

Why the standing up, Ernest? Was it to gauge how difficult it was to keep good posture? Was it to better measure how drunk you were getting?

He would have boxed me for those asking those questions, or maybe he’d just slam a few shots.

All of us Northeasterners enjoy getting drunk somewhere tropical. I never have a choice in the matter. Whether it’s Florida, South Carolina, or the South Caribbean (I've never left the Western Hemisphere), all I really like down there is beaches and seawater. Everything else gives deep cringes. Those other tourists, so annoying just to look at. Flip flops, whole families, and the god awful shops they keep open. You go to a place good for a beach, green hills, seawater, and fruit, and you want to buy diamonds? C’mon. I wish you’d want these islands to be like national parks; nature over here and cities over there. But the tourists enjoy fake grass huts that try really hard to sell them junk.

So who’s to blame for the sellers perpetuating petty sales and mediocre values? Is it the islanders that make a profit, or the buyers that want the wares? Or is there a third party guaranteeing that the buyers and sellers alike are propagandized to expect the less than fine things in life? Are the salespeople actually working the shops, the ones really getting rich from the sale?

The boy & the girl in the beautiful home of that ***** the stripper;
her sister studying music at school to get money
from the senses of             the prophetic elderly gentlemen standing
in line waiting to kiss her cheerleading to ruin the Christmas cruise
for the **** club strippers' Dreams of the original arena;
          machines receiving the cold eye of a rich rainbow
waiting for the genius of the smell of Icarus,   the sickness activity in the daughter's drawers powerfully drawn to the earth;    a picture of Christ in
                                                   his own language,
the birth of a letter,                           beginning with, as it were on the wall;
& the cops also loved the alchemy,   turning the robot on by sticking a Magic Marker in mom's scientific snooch of sand-grains that is Einstein's Favorite;
                         Up the breath while steam rises from the depths of Bettie;
Written with the **** of his star of the choir; 1 remember holding enough WINDS      of the daughters of:     The Ladies in the act of understanding which is born of the town of the Corporation's crazy                            |    |
Web flames; Empty Garden sexually kiss him, he watching the ****
buried in the Temple of the invisible monster playing with guns;
Only move the teeth from the center of the corner stood leather Mom.
Ode in the public streets; A reading from the bright lights of the plastic ground beef, Frenchman Paul to strike him on the            |         |        |      |
Appointing members until it receives the correct image of the burning of the Holy Christian bride; For the love ye bring the computer hidden in the morning,    Thank you because you felt the truth from its center;
Jack's shadow feeling disappointed w/ language used in the room
          & on his mantle he played w/ his cigar
          referring only to the Dawn Witch &
The course of the sheath thereof,  he living the life of the calling
     |            Street's thinly speaking in the  
plural;                    |                          |
pay­ing the penalties on her knees caught & led the return of Jews
on the eve of new brands & hot divas making      bigger moves in prison
as much as the knowledge of it is cut into the skin of a teenage ladyboy,
Silly twisting letter may eventually supply the madman w/ a  sports bra
World Wide ***** rolls from the other side where he held the skin of the dying half of the...; Hey.   He dismisses his naked body from the beach, of course, the mountains;    the barriers of the past to the Queen of the Night,
shining light of Asia,      of strange                          pigments you dream so
     that you stop searching,  because the entirety of
thee is to buy of him the spirit of life in thy spouse |                |        injury wearing the snow-clad on the one side the wall;
the top made w/ the fat of the bat,  and in brass,
                                            their hot toes
were taken to the torture chamber within;                Bobbie to the unknown
where the Devil is in the child's Playground
& the golden   letter is to the graceful flute;       Live Sounds like, she says drinking her friend's tea just to meet up
& falls asleep;
                         Gonna be a fool,      as the angel watching it walked past in socks
of the radio's broken glass on the table |             |        without remembering
Smoking Bettie's favorite food changing position to understand her
                                                          ****, ­           & down;
For one thing talking weapons buried forever
just to play football holding the pen at the right angle of light
to tell when the garden of physical fear &                    pain is in the Glory Hole & will know Maecenas     & keep the leather football stands
shaking the leaves of the country for someone
              who is an individual sport in addition
   to the hairy center of the sight of the flames,            prostitutes reading in the garden of the second light that is available by calling the new hot sweat,
&                        l       leaving the Beforetimes becomes of a kind of a judge getting her to remove all her clothing;           the fate of the tongue has been captured
&     was nearly time to leave it not under the A,      where, however,
it is not to return to the word of the image, the star,      turning round
to see the teenager's divination;         or because it is the book of the goddess
to die in favor of it, asking to speak,                      of the blessed leading part;
in the course of her naked beauty,          1 took hold of the middle band
of the night watch of the night of the one side of the city of knowledge,
and cut off from the side the pain of Asia,
feeding the drug habit of the Queen,   |  |          opposite your peace of mind,
1 will=1 will show it to you in the Medicine Chest's Mirror; |            |   her chest measuring 30",        & God is a Spirit on the beach where he dreamed
a dream,     & there was neither made nor when,        when we have already
set the bar so high ...                                                     he has been approved        |         &         | | | you say they will **** us that love us; surely,
you are mad; raging waves,                                                    & the daughter
  bearing in mind the company of the mistresses
of his friends,                                                     to treat them w/ the weapon
of light from the garden's right hand
in the Desert;             there he became aware of them
as they moved;       miracles performed by the laying
on of the hands of St. Thomas having been withdrawn
               from the fire of the glory of the ascertained
sentiments;        the monster w/ the body of the Earth
&  the hairy crowns of them that walk on in the sand;
Already? A stranger from the sand of the watch,
               at his side his wife because he was righteous;
     In the midst of her **** was the respect for persons;
                In the law of the sight of a man standing
in the doorway when we are changing, our being
in warm weather the Harlots are given rewards for the
                                few seconds it takes to give off heat;
                                          which is their own unique brand of light;
                           that is, the sultry example, hot, & that
the caller would not say;     |         so that a new 1 starts
where people rebuild the old women           |
Please,  speaking to his clothes,              he lived on the
Avenue captured,     |   insufficient Southern bright love
mountain town solves the World's Children of their debtors benefit
from the gesture Dragon Soul Temple-producing guns like Gloria
knew of the women's kiss | Women naked women's faces, friends, poets and the *****'s mother died; the daylight is a donkey dung and young Americans from the left side of a major party of snooch lukewarm & innovative in Green Tights the queen of the college finds a poetic beauty, in the golden age of life, she is polluted by old money &  working hard in Hell; the powerful stars w/in stars thought the poet's death w/ ****** ***** six big [                     ] answers by saying that it is in the skin,
the heavenly will, however, along with Greek all into the state of nature,
but in all truth causes the wildcat of the three stars of the yellow color
of a scarlet color of the color of the walls variously unworthy of the son
of Medusa; they feel the fear of the mouth hole in this little work;     Pre-K mother being gay, which is going to open his mouth and the Barbie [Yech] leaving my sweet ******, the French Association for Friendship running
into the depths of the Russian's brains into another's writing;  
& in the Book of John,         it's raining girls dancing on fire
in the perfect open window to the best version filled w/ a false tongue;
the most detestable secret for a revolution on behalf of the guy's feet &
he fought off wild dogs to play w/ the men who are of the modern age, O
                             Lord, a voice came from the other side of the mirror
                                      of the hexameter that he should eat out the sea,
                                    wherein all things are & may be seen as the 500  
                                    gifts of all that are & it would not be the nations
who are on the ground     from the power of the daughter of the breech;
he wrote the images and it is in your lap,         she bore them,
& the cops began to love us; Wall Street alchemy, the sitting duck;                            During the knowledge of mom's back
   on the beloved robot is to a tree grains of sand
                       that are heard,                  no more,
Mary Einstein's is what is bad in the sacred overreaching culture covered
w/ fat;      every hair on her head numbered     & heating the walls w/ the air,        
                                                 ringers,                         Park is the enemy
in great pain & 1 could see the words,  
& so turn to win the child unknown,
occurs in a living bobble head to meet the Muses,      1 peg and the voice of socks, can not be so stupid,                                   they live peacefully at that,
but they walk not,              have not changed a lot in the mirror of the tablet
was placed in the vapor of smoke:                    1 remembered it to the angel
of light in which the act of understanding
                          of the grace of the motion of the spirit & the rest of the fire,
& broken in two the Top Bettie;           which you may fear going on until it becomes the monster w/ some sweetness intact;       1 saw a man who knew honor's skirt Kissing her skincare agents similar to the part of the street
                  covered w/ leaves;
                  Maecenas' soccer mom's makeup applied poorly;
                                 [Numbers intact,   the flaming shadow],
       which is so rare it takes flames to illuminate the poetry
in the garden,                                 so much so, that is to say,  
after hot pants went the way of the world,  more than most birth fates
on the move,               they should win w/ a tail the destruction of the one language      in the morning, wearing leather leaves to in public,   Marcus playing soccer,    watching as the back of the flames beat the stands &
he looks at the garden torches            & secretly reads off the numbers
of Shadows taking center  & living in a lighted *******'s house paid according to how much they call a hot time for the show from the old
to the sweaty tongued guest on her lap & unstable,            caught behind the second movement under-brained [NCAA:  
White dragon skin returns home without the teenager wearing the goddess' tiara], strictly speaking,                              a yellow star in the late speaking
Barbie has a watch that keeps the spirit & the number of Infinity
thirty below- - she slips on her Uggs        & engages weirdly w/ the letter,
which to say pushing to her knees;                     of the changes to the skin;
of the *****,            about his wife,                   |                 thin, ugly witch,
a teenager's greater nakedness;    | Rolling witch
the course of the stars,  leaving us the goddesses
we have named for his wife Eve but the intervention
of death,    a lady to be happy in that contrary | |
The Holy Spirit moving              a step apart
In dance,  falling on the public temple drought lover
Southern girls kissing a skinny plastic man;
That is natural to God,                  thank you,
                        Invisible to me in my garden,
              incorporating flames
       when they had known        |       |           the mind of the glory
of                    Jack sleeping in the open,          reading the seal &
revealing the vision,                          in the shadow of the woman
her maturity delayed;                        The stranger in the street &
watching;            |                      The girls of light harlots,
                                                  are as strong as the others;
             But they can be destroyed by fire
on other sweaty external nights,
          2 Jews said they weighed
                                   much more
              Then the motion taken down;
talking to a teenager or a divine;
                   According to the man instructed
          in   only in the garment of his skin;
The boy returning to the fate of the skin
Starting to use the *****;   given to him
                                      long & thin;
Then he turns to leave,   The Witch
****               heating the test; parts
           Put to death in the mountains;
Felix, in the powders of the cut back
by the half-naked,               |     is to go to the games;
All wings of the new city
                            that will bear the child's name Eve;
yeah, while holding hostage
                   the three Queens;
waste of Asia,  where the beach is not the first time or place
                                                           accused are the objects;
the demonstration coming           down         out of the cloud,                    
so that what is
                   One is the extreme              but Jerusalem,                                       shall
We begin dreaming
to the Queen of the mountains of Bela the bare-assed
naked; birthday-suited, propagandized and enlightened
by the knowledge of the middle band of the shore
         but the mad one of Asia is bound toward *****
to receive this; there is no spirit at the feet of the kind
      of medicine that is cover for the prey,                     to you and 1
have 1 & 1 will start dreaming about you, | |                     his wife

The Rusted creaking lies,
whispered through putrid crooked teeth,
from underneath his ragged brim.

Time-worn top-hat sits tilted on his bony head,  
yakking jaw, spitting prostulations, intimidations,  
while swirling tattoos filled my eyes and propagandized, and hypnotized.

He is here, he is there,  
on mossy rock, on broken chair,  
floating phantom through foggy air,
to tear into my heart with his dark despair.

His words......his words, I can not trust
they haunt me as the moon.
His chilling breath fowl with death,
my skull becomes my tomb.

And then I hear a distant bell,
it breaks his grip on me.
I run and fall in gentle new snow
and am once again a child.

I close my eyes and drift to our place,  
away from his gaze and grumblings,  
to our mosaic covered Sacristy.

And you take my hand to bring me back.
You, with your Spring scented breath,
kissing away my hoary dreams.  
The bells clang pure as midnight snow,
and I am safe again in your arms.

Osama Bin Laden is alive and well
Oh yes, get that through your head
I had a drink with him last week

Yup

Him and his ***** beard and pouting lips
His turban ***** with sand and infidel's blood
He is alive
He will never die
He is the face of
Indestructible terror

He lives in our propagandized paranoia
In our over protective uncertainty
In The White house
In The House of Representatives
Kicking back on Capital Hill
And on television

Telling us to be scared, to watch our backs
And take our knuckle dragging redneck ***** out of here
And we're afraid
Afraid of another attack
Of the economy failing
Of unemployment
Of new ideas

We must progress
**** it up, bury our losses
Go forward and actually care to carry on
Or face an eternity of being frightened by our own shadows

Osama Bin Laden is alive and well

Humans are caught in a cultural duality at the moment. We - because I am human also - have a want in adventure in life as well as a want for egalitarian progress. Yet, both these options become limited while human population grows exponentially. As we take up more land and resources, and jobs increasingly become automated, many humans will find their lives unfulfilling compared to the possibilities offered by their media, as well as their past.

I truly believe now is the most exciting time to be alive; all the years of the neutral internet till its demise (c. January 2014), and nearly all the world’s likewise connected physically, by fast travel.

Yet, the excitement’s starting to wane. The internet’s becoming censored, and the world is turning monolithically mundane, with no promise of risk and new frontiers. Most people are fed up with growing inequality, including an uneven possibility of an adventurous life.

85 people control half the wealth of the world, but we are polarized toward smaller blame. So most the world doesn't live like I do, estadounidense. They don’t have the possibility of modest adventures. But only a devil’s pawful of people are living the grandest travels we watch in stories and film, and they have enough cash left over to live a life of those adventures a thousand times over.

Those living in real poverty are too concerned with the survival of themselves and their own families to gain progress against this prickly bat, who grows fatter from red blood since Babylon’s past. Now her global shadow casts a toxic plan, either too comforted, propagandized, or terrified - to shrug off some bullies.

The hope is – in this the waning time of the most exciting time to be alive – is that we unite, but keep local pride. Everywhere in the world wants a new comer over for some distinct thing.

In a world of wage servants
we are drugged, propagandized.
That's how the keep us
docile, in line.
Sometimes a servant refuses
to take his meds.
His spoken truth burns down
the facade, for a brief moment,
until he is silenced.

There is nothing left to write
Nothing left to say
Nothing left to hear that we haven't already heard
Every word propagandized

We know
As well as they know
that black boys deserve to grow up too
that a black girls life is precious too
with natural hair and melanin glow
beauty able to stop a show..
that the sound of gunshots and police sirens aren't so cool anymore
that we're not proud to wear red, white, and blue anymore
because the only times they ever give us credit for displaying the colors of patriotism is when they show another one of us dead or in handcuffs with police lights painted on our skin
They insult our pride and attack our good virtue..
since when has dark skin resembled a shot target?
I'm a human being, not the brute you define me as
I'm tired of being caged behind crime scene tape and metal bars..

that police aren't our friends anymore
that money is not just nothing but a thang 'round here
Because they put us in prisons to feel a little richer
A black life is priceless but nobody knows because we're still being sold to put on a show
That we're unheard
Nobody seems to care about us anymore
Tell us again that we ain't ever gonna fly
As our wings dangle from your fingers
That we're living in a world that serves the opposite
of justice and liberty for all

Clocks like feral vultures open wounds with fatal, ticking beaks. Their hands take you by the throat, choking off thought. Clocks tell many lies: no time to lose, time heals all, time will tell and, most despicable, time is money. Time isn't money. Time is your soul bleeding out onto your socks. Money is just an inferior brand of toilet paper. Use it for what it's worth. Middle-class zombies buy these lies, confusing time with tempo. The measure it out like expensive coffee: four years of college, forty hours a week, thirty years of mortgage, five years of car loan. They buy their lives on time. The usurers have propagandized them to equate payments with ownership, success with things. This keeps them too busy to ask questions. When time runs out they die, ignorant of having lived a lie. Time laughs last. Always.
  - mce

Men with guns have always come from some poor mothers womb,
they were innocent kids who once played happily in their yards,
with no aspirations and yet to be tarnished by the world,
learning an obfuscated version of truth in the classroom.

Leaders of men are born out of society's frustration,
innocent boys can become greedy and power crazed men,
fulfilling the naive and unthinking of their desire to be governed,
carrying on with their heedless lives with a strange infatuation.

Killers in our streets and in countries they've never heard of,
innocence becomes tainted and men become idealists,
radicalized and propagandized by political media and religious authority,
killers killing men, women and children, they know nothing of universal love.

Men putting on costumes and killing people who are different,
blindly following orders and fighting for freedom and democracy,
massive bombs in the desert, people blown apart at a million dollars a head,
soldiers on the ground who can barely pay the rent.

Democracy and freedom mere buzzwords of selfish and ignorant patriots,
with many being intolerant, xenophobic and racist proudly waving a national flag,
and two faced Christians preaching love on Sunday and glorifying in death on Monday,
agent provocateurs infiltrate peaceful demonstrations, turning them into law breaking riots.  

Suits in congress and the White House determining lives and futures,
safe in their ivory towers and positions of imagined power,
we should put these policy makers on the front line and watch them cower,
and there's cowards in uniform who ****** and slaughter from behind computers.

The men behind the curtain orchestrate their agenda thru their chosen leader,
puppet masters and policy makers free from liability and accountability,
narcissists and psychotics giving a voice from the unelected and unseen,
the hoi polloi are regarded as expendable and merely unnecessary breeders.

Every ten years or so, a new boogeyman comes out to scare,
leaders of the governed make promises to keep them safe,
slowly eroding rights and tightening up national borders,
spending trillions on warfare and hardly a dime on welfare.

True terror is understanding what this world is all about,
innocent eyes only see the superficial beauty of this world,
while experienced eyes see the ugliness that is within,
all around the world people are screaming to be let out.

Self serving leaders look to expand their temporary empires of artificial riches,
utilizing its armed to the teeth military to ****** unarmed innocents abroad,
destroying histories and cultures and replacing them with expanding organisations,
replacing middle eastern infrastructures with emphasis on profit using slave *******.

The people police themselves and have become willing citizens of self induced manipulation,
there's a kind of mass Stockholm Syndrome of the patriotic citizens of so called free countries,
defending their leaders selfish decisions while wanting a share of the spoils of war,
the founding fathers must be turning in their graves as selfish greed has withered a once great nation.

Children made orphans and mothers made widows by far off decisions,
the enlightened ones break it down and see it as people killing people,
a general or a warlord has got to be king of his small patch of grass,
while the apathetic watch the carnage safely in front of their televisions.

We now live in a society that openly assails the critical and free minded intellectual,
people hiding behind their comforting lies and crying like a baby over inconvenient truths,
political correctness and the nanny state providing a *** to suckle saying you're safe with us,
while the millennials despise being labeled or judged and to be recognized as asexual.

The world is divided by nefarious political parties promoting freedom and choice,
setting up media outlets to emphasize their disapproval of the opposing parties stance,
while behind closed doors of power and influence, they are prostituted bedfellows,
slowly suffocating the rights of the people who still believe they have a voice.

Political and religious words echo in the minds of the patriotic and faithful,
empty promises made with a smile that satiate and calm the masses,
the wise and the skeptical see thru disingenuous rhetoric with clarity,
watching them on soap boxes and pulpits, they should be shameful.

sitting in shame
re-reading Gregory
thinking about the movement
that was civil rights
the death of Medgar
and Dr. King
unity and harmony
for all American citizens
peace and togetherness
equality….
Donald sits atop a throne
shinning white in the sunlight
my guts tighten and twist
at the specter of this racist
becoming the face of my nation –
remember the dream…
think back to stock footage
black and white
black and white
marching demonstrators
in the hot Mississippi sun
looking only for fairness
and a constitution for all
instead,
fire hoses and German Shepard dogs
mingles with the voices
of hate and intolerance
circa 1967…
2016 and a man stumps
divisive messages
falling on ears filled with ****
propagandized lies systemized
no one hears truth anymore
especially written on faded
and water damaged pages –

One day I will die.
I'm reconciled to that truth.
My own death does not concern me.
The teenage boy who knocks on doors
in the rural white neighborhood,
he looks for odd jobs and new friends.
That boy really digs *** and bicycles,
girls, video games, and basketball.
One day, an older resident, propagandized
by cable news and talk radio,
they will call the cops in paralyzed fear,
and then that boy will be wiped
from the face of the Earth.

Blood in the mind stream
Static snow in the mediation
Hit up the Dharma, do up a dose of reality
Cosmic karma costly casting reincarnation corpses
Become bodies buried beneath Bodhi, individuality
Medicinal purposes provided mastered meager-minded
Alien past life, animal past life, getting past life
One of a kind, no one is, as long as you act from kindness you're of our kind, kid
Emptiness not nothingness, peace and quiet all space and time
Tomes on happiness, suffering, humility, tones on wisdom, resounding off domes
Graceful gliding in tolerance, not knowing, binary views close immediacy in open homes
The ripening of karmic fruit rings true inevitably, sharp insight those whetstones hones
Dishonesty, disturbing attitudes, halfway there by punishment received in one lifetime
Endlessly halfway on the way towards the other half, perfect in the odyssey
Honestly, oddly, altruism and refuge, compassion and balance in watering the tree, naturally, care, do not create a deluge
Rushing to empathy a falsity, propagandized views of clairvoyant superheroes
Materialism, salt in coffee putting oneself to sleep, the poisonous allure of cynicism
Positivity, the colored, striped snake witn a crown on the neck and no venom, safe to embrace
Fearful to approach most in this day and age, but easy to chase
Chant a, mantra, with the voice inside ya
Holy positions not required to elevate a state of being
Just being quiet, breathing, following the flow of life on the element of air to know
One exercises control in letting go.

Downstream dumbed
Half-floating, benumbed

Nation as necropolis
Propagandized populace

Chattering ghosts
Flat-screened hosts

Mediation sedation
Sedition commission

Ballot ballet onstage for you:
pas de deux or pas du tout

And the Lord shall have Dominion™ . . .

(Find a rhyme for revulsion)

Binding on WHO?
I'm not listening to you
You can create all your
Agendas, policies, and
Mandates
I'll see you in hell
Before I agree to your
Dictates.

A frustrated populist
Crewmates, cellmates
Bedmates and ingrates
Dire straits and
Who hates
A world erupts in vitriol and narrates.
Fire up the rhetoric
Propagandized media
Stirring confusion
Creating illusion
Then
Came
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
The sounds of silence

A quiet came
Came the
Calm before the storm
Before the calm came
Confusion
Chaos
See you in the playhouse
Before the final scene.

Enigma

The USA has Trump
and the whole world suffers under his tyranny.
But we must not forget he was elected
and will be elected again.
Does this half of America guilty too?
or are the people so uninformed and propagandized
they think Trump is excellent? (because he says so)
Many Jews say they dislike the leadership in Israel
but do nothing about to stop it,
or they will not survive as a country if they are not
cruel towards the Palestinians.
Macron of France is a tyrant, ignores peoples wishes
and only listens to bankers, the workers i
is not essential in his rarefied world, and we do accept
his immoral serpentinites.
The British ditched a social leader; now they have got
a man who works against their interest and given time
will bring this once great country to its knees.
Have they got a leader they deserve?

Sad to see people
propagandized by a free
state run media

               Kelly McManus

They love to ****; Thou art mad, the waves,
the laughter of his mistress, bearing in dance to deal
w/ the weapons of the light;                         paradise
in the south of the desert,               where they felt they were most
motivated    by the laying on of the hands of St. Thomas Aquinas,
                the abstract leaping out of the fire upon being informed
of the glory of the corporate Monster's true feelings for the planet;
The hairy crown of them that walk on the sand,
I am a stranger to you;   watching over his wife
just as it was in the midst of the face of the ****           of the law;
the sight of man,                 standing by the way,
  the hint of change in the harlots received gifts,
     taking seconds to beat off that of which is in the light
of their own unique brands,     & the tongue of the sultry;
For example,              hot, & then they call on the unseen,
so that the new,                                   in which the people,
I will build for the elders an                Ark for the women
to speak Yiddish                            & take off their clothes,
taken prisoner                 they live to return to the floating
world weirdly
to the letter,       that to say on their knees
                                       &   they take charge
                                              of the *****          
         his wife rolling back the skin,
                                 the thin Witch
             of teenage greatness naked,
the rolling course of the stars,          leaving the goddesses
  we have named his wife Eve
    w/ the intervention of death,
Mistress of the parts of the blessed, indeed, to the contrary,
to the queen of the mountains,         Hey up there, bare-***
naked, her **** towards *****,
but w/ the knowledge                                              of the clasp at the middle
                               of the bra's filmy cups,   he held
                                onto the shoreline w/ a purpose;
motivated by the propaganda of an enlightened age;        to          the insane
                                                ones of Asia,  
there is no longer any spirit trapped in you,
                        for drugs,                       I will start dreaming of the kind feet
of my future wife;|                                                          Natural Light waves
 loving computers;
                        Killing crazy dancers,         thanks
                               to the           guns for bringing
the garden            to the desert where the abstract
ladies move southward                    & lay straight,
               feeling the heat of Jack's ghostly flames;
     the planet knowing the corporate monster
Gypsy's feelings; the hairy stranger watches
from the center,  looking like he was reading
her **** on sight in the shadows of mankind's
****** on the street,  where it takes seconds
         to   stand and beat off in a singular dawn w/
sweaty tongue torches;          Warm, calling from
the unseen as much as to the strange happenings;
older Jewish women speaking Yiddish caught
                           caught w/out their clothes on;      
                                    They lived to return,
weirdly moving to their knees                  & literally taking turns
w/ the *****; The teenage                            Witch thin, skin bare;
Rolling stars wide on the course of goddesses leaving Eve dying,
                      half leading to the happy mistress' party in the hills;
Bra by *****,    but otherwise bare-*** naked    
because by cutting the opposite, yeah, Queens,
                      hey, her knowledge of the beach is held by Midnight's
bar's bright point;    you mad Asian addicted to generic prescription  
                                                  ­           drugs, u start dreaming before
   you breathe any longer in the Crazy Lights              where Natural
                                                               computers **** dance waves;
loving thanks to the guns                 bringing the garden to the desert
                                         where the abstract ladies move lazily south
                                                   & straightly feel Jack's ghost flames;
                the planet Monster knowing the corporate gypsy's feelings;
the hairy stranger watching from the center looking
like he was reading her **** on sight in the shadows
of mankind's ****** on the street                    where it takes seconds
to stand & beat off a regular;                  its singular dawn
w/ sweaty tongue torches; warm, calling from the unseen
as much as any strange happenings, older Jewish women
         speaking Yiddish,       caught w/out their clothes on;
they lived to return,        weirdly moving their knees
   literally telling each other to take turns on the *****;
the witch is  a teenage,       thin w/ skin baring rolls of                    stars
wider than the course of goddesses leaving Eve dying,
half leading to the happy mistress' party in the hills;             .
Her bra by *****, bare-*** naked because by cutting loose |
           its opposite, yeah, u queens; her knowledge  
                     of the beach is held
by Midnight's bar's, bright point;               you mad Asian,    
     ordering drugs &
beginning to dream,                               you'll breathe longer;
                      Watching a stranger's hairy scalp in the middle
looking like it was the **** of the law;         the sight of man,
standing by the way,         in the hint of change in the harlots received gifts,
of which in the light of their own unique brands
            it takes seconds to beat off the sweaty, & his tongue; |  For example, is hot,  & then comes the call of the unseen,
          so that in the new,                                 in which the elders of the A's
ask for the women to speak;                    Yiddish & wearing men's clothes,
                  he is caught:            Asian & using an insane kind of pigments;
starting to dream no more of spirit
They love to ****, Thou art mad, the waves,
the daughter of his mistress,                                  bearing in dance to deal
        w/ the weapons of the light paradise in the south
        of the desert, where they feel they are motivated
                by the laying on of the hands of St. Thomas;
                abstract & out of the fire on being informed
                of the glory of the corporate Monster's feelings
                                                                ­      for the planet;
The hairy crown of them that walk on the sand at 1 a.m.;
a woman lingering on the john after taking a poo
to breathe in the musty aroma of her own ***,
***** w/ clingy bits, waiting for another movement;
her skull drinking in the scent fills w/ the aroma
of unseen worlds w/in worlds up her *** & crossing
the Perineum strait to the precious Holy Snooch;
unseen & peeing; she inhales deeply
                 listening to the aural tune
                  from her urethra's orifice
& that of a stranger in the next stall at the next bowl
unseen hissing like a basket of serpents; O Holy ****
           from the paired Goddesses succulent bladders
& pate-worthy livers;                  your watch over his wife just as it was in the midst
of the ****-faces of the law;  the sight of the man standing in the doorway
                           the hint of change in the harlots received gifts,
& take a few seconds to get off,    the beat of which is in the light
of their own unique brands, the tongue of the sultry; For example,
hot & then they call to the unseen,                        so that all new *****
                                        from which the people,
                  & the Elder Ones will build
                  for the elders of the Astral Plane
                                       women of clay speaking
                                       Yiddish stripped of their
                   clothes,
   & taken prisoner;                they lived to return
                                               to floating  weirdly
                                             to the letter they say;
                                   or on the knees
          the changeling   |
          of the ***** is cut to the skin,
the blood spilling over his wife's
        surgically enhanced *******,                              
                          ­           |       the thin witch;
                  of the teenager's greater nakedness,
     the rolling course of the stars leaves the goddesses
   we have named after his wife Eve in the intervention            [of   death],
Mistress of the part of the blessed, indeed, to the contrary,
to the queen of the mountains,  |            
                        Hey Hollywood, shove this up ur bare-***,         |        naked,
then cut towards *****,      |    but the knowledge of the middle of the bra
is held on the shore;|        the purpose of propaganda in an enlightened age;
of the insane ones of Asia,
|                                             |                         ||  |      | |       |         |  |         ||    |
               |                                there is no longer any spirit in a trap to you,
               but for drugs, I will start dreaming
               of the kind feet of my wife;
they love & they **** us,        thou art mad;
raging waves, & the daughter of his mistress,
bearing in mind the company of friends,
to treat w/ the weapons of the light from
the garden at the right hand of the desert
&    there he became aware
       of them as they moved,   are performed by
the laying on of St. Thomas has been withdrawn
from the Fire of the glory of their ascertained sentiments,
                     the monster w/ the body of the earth;
the hairy crown of them that walk on in the sand;
 Already?   A stranger from the sand of the watch,
and of his wife because he was righteous
In the midst of her **** out,  | of respect for the persons
 In the law of the sight of man      |   standing in the way
when we are changing, our being warned of the Harlots;
they are given a reward,        & take seconds off as heat,
                         which is their own unique brand of light;
and that which is the sultry, for example,    hot
and that the call could not see,           so that a new,
1 where people and rebuild the old and the women
to speak in Yiddish,         in his clothes & captured;
he lived on revenue   weirdly engaged to the letter,
to say to the knees, the changes. of the ***** is in the skin,
about his wife, thin, ugly witch, a teenage greater nakedness,
Rolling w/ the course of the stars,    leaving us the goddesses
we have named for his wife Eve at the intervention of death;
lady to be happy in that contrary to the queen
of the mountains of Bela,  the bare-*** naked;
the suits, propaganda enlightened by the knowledge
        of the middle band of the shore toward *****,
 but the mad ones of Asia are bound to receive this;
 as there is no spirit at the feet of a kind of medicine
is over for a prey, to you & I have; I will start dreaming about his wife;
you say they will **** us that love us; surely,
you are mad; raging waves, and the daughter
  bearing in mind the company of his mistress
of friends, to treat them with the weapon
of light from the garden at the right hand
of the Desert; and there he became aware of them
as they are moved; miracles performed by the laying
on of the hands of St. Thomas has been withdrawn
from the fire of the glory of their ascertained
sentiments; the monster with the body of the Earth
and the hairy crowns of them that walk on in the sand;
Already? A stranger from the sand of the watch,
             at his side his wife because he was righteous;
     In the midst of her **** was the respect for persons;
                In the law of the sight of a man standing
in the doorway when we are changing, our being
n nn warned of the Harlots that are given a reward
                    In the seconds it takes to give off heat,
                    which is their own unique brand of light;
                    that is the sultry example,              hot, &
the caller would not say;            so that a new 1 starts
where people rebuild the old 1    & the women
Pleasingly speak into his clothes,         he lived on the
Avenue captured &         engaged weirdly to the letter,
which to say on his knees    of the changes to the skin;
            & of the ***** of his wife;       thin, ugly witch,
a teenager's greater nakedness;               Rolling witch
the course of the stars            leaving us the goddesses
we have named for his wife Eve,                 but by the intervention
of death,               a lady is to be happy, in that contrary
to the Queen of the mountains of Bela,   the bare-assed
naked; birthday-suited,   propagandized & enlightened
by the knowledge of the middle band of the shore,
      the mad one of Asia is bound toward *****
to receive this;   there is no spirit at the feet of the kind
of medicine used to cover the prey,         to you & the 1,
   I have 1 too  & I start dreaming about you, | | his wife