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Vote For GEORGE!!!

i admit-, this years have remained willfully ignorant of “politics”. A lawful and dignified sounding synonymy for “ideology”; which unfortunately is not the studio of idiots, but a ideal far more constitutional.

An ideology is a set of ideas that constitute one’s goals, expectations, and actions. An ideology is a comprehensive vision, a way of looking at things (compare worldview) as in several philosophical tendencies, or a set of ideas proposed by the dominant class of a society to all members of this society (a “received consciousness” or product of socialization).”

soon love soon, we will see the patterns of centuries rise and fall

i found myself tonight having a tragic encounter with a television. There was a documentary about Ptown!(R). There were a few ol’ grey haired queers talking about the “wild west style” days which founded the quaint village. All 400 of them alike were jobless, penniless, drunkard, artists, castaways that welcomed the like of communist and homosexuals to survive together by freely sharing what they could salvage from the waste of the established army base! Then it hits me, like a ton of lard, how disappointingly true it is that the illness from the mundane bengiality of mcdonals, gap, and walmart has been loading itself into jet planes too hyper-voimt its idiotic patriots onto the sidewalks and of every dying amerkian dream. i found myself suffering thru the sad story of the death of the radical historical landmark.

its just a little bit of history repeating

One of the elders speaking on the documentary, with weary eyes, stared into the camera and stated; “when the rich move in, the poor move out.” simple as that, huh?

i needed some george carlin to cheer me up!

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So I Can Share The Beauty…

Deep inside this Snowy Mountain Vista….

… is another world of Magic!

 

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words for it

a rarity for you too see me post on my blog.
one of my hidden pieces of unedited free verse poetry.
umm, no more commentary, if you get thru it, let me know what you think and/or if you feel anything from it?

namaste

 

 

words for it….

inventing language via sculpting sound
the color is here to add illusions

i found the middle ground, not a goal
ive learned to exist in the gray
all while i was killing the high and low’s
i found the gray by numbing the yin and holding still the yang
the energy, the light i hold onto myself
is enormous, wrapped so tightly the pressure
constant, a fire raging within
surging so wildly that i shake and
hold my breath to smother the feelings,
whilst smothering myself
to keep it here on me.

Theres a rhythm to a pattern
A small glitter of thought is seen
it comes, i cum
than im back fatigued beyond breathing on my own
mind still blazing
then i start it again
i see the yellow wave and i take it in to feed the fire

again
again
repeat
again

the power i use to smother or to free my heart
is astonishing
it shakes the earth i convulse upon
it booms the air out through my voice
it blends my eyes, all of them, it lets me see electricity
and all the emptiness between, overlaid with what could be here and now
the fire finds a rhythm within my base
it rolls from my base, my roots disconnect as it soars thru me
escaping out of me, on their way through me
waves of warmth, comfort, oblivion, and bliss of empty ecstasy paralyze me
the light is blinding, blacked vibrations freely dance in darkness
evermore waves
a tremendous sound, emitted from this cradle, deafens.
silence is found within by pushing this voice beyond that which i can speak

its there. where ever the fuck it is, whatever the fuck that is.
there is no word for it.
i could spend a life time looking.

the same waves pull me into myself, backwards.
After I feel myself, I remind myself of it
i speak common words for it
I roll them in circles round my head
These words, the ones here, are those in my head
they can’t describe it
there is no rhythm to what cannot be articulated

so i go back, again
i repeat the process
i must stay a little longer this time
end the circle
stay with it.
stay with it.
stay with it.
end the circle
let go
stay in the circle.

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silence

silence

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Tao Te Ching #9

Better to stop short than fill to the brim.
Over-sharpen the blade, and the edge will soon blunt.
Amass a store of gold and jade, and no one can protect it.
Claim wealth and titles, and disaster will follow.
Retire when the work is done.
This is the way of heaven.

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a poem of my own

i’m seeking for the thin gray line between the black and white while living in a world of color.

do you believe our hell will ever really change?
do you really think there is anything to win?
do you trust our freedom is in danger from the outside?

im seeking substance in a superficial world where in which answers exist only in speculation.

no aggression
no anger
no pain
no shame

i’m seeking pieces of truths in the darkness that could pacify us, thou, there really isn’t anything, is there?

spilled on all the earth are all joys of heaven.
so what would make me a heathen to partake?
surely i don’t have to compete for this tiny taste of bliss?
i’m unscathed cause after all, i won’t make it out of here alive?

i’m seeking a quiet, peaceful corner to call my own in a world where i can’t escape the cries of the blind.

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