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My Country....The Beautiful Beast
Loosen the noose
Of lethargy from around
the neck of this society
America drunk of the junk
There forfathers pirated
mightily
In other words...
There is no more sobriety
for the Land of the Free
Most folk are New age slaves
who no longer have the eyes to see
It's only $$ signs
and they weigh...heavily
against the soul of man
As our goverment decieves
inside the tangled web it weaves
Cause soul laundering is in High demand
And...
It's this type of shit
that I
just cant stand!
As layers of who I thought
I was gets peeled
allowing the vulnerable parts
to get revealed
Open wounds inflicted
by the were-children of the moon
depicted...as Smiling Angels
With Fangs...
All covered under the guise
of democracy...
Makes me wonder how freedom
ever rang...
As world leaders..
hold secret meetings
in hooded garments
cause there really
demon breeders...
Soul feeders...
Positive light impeders...
Hell bent seers
designing and undermining
the innocent...
giving them there "stamp"
Of approval
A chip in the hand or the forehead
requires delicate removal
I say..
don't take the mark at all!!!
United We Stand
Divided..
We
Fall
Of lethargy from around
the neck of this society
America drunk of the junk
There forfathers pirated
mightily
In other words...
There is no more sobriety
for the Land of the Free
Most folk are New age slaves
who no longer have the eyes to see
It's only $$ signs
and they weigh...heavily
against the soul of man
As our goverment decieves
inside the tangled web it weaves
Cause soul laundering is in High demand
And...
It's this type of shit
that I
just cant stand!
As layers of who I thought
I was gets peeled
allowing the vulnerable parts
to get revealed
Open wounds inflicted
by the were-children of the moon
depicted...as Smiling Angels
With Fangs...
All covered under the guise
of democracy...
Makes me wonder how freedom
ever rang...
As world leaders..
hold secret meetings
in hooded garments
cause there really
demon breeders...
Soul feeders...
Positive light impeders...
Hell bent seers
designing and undermining
the innocent...
giving them there "stamp"
Of approval
A chip in the hand or the forehead
requires delicate removal
I say..
don't take the mark at all!!!
United We Stand
Divided..
We
Fall
Published 2nd Apr 2013
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2nd Apr 2013 3:36am
You depict the mark of the beast in a very moving and dramatic telling of the truths; that is the lining of this society.
A few of my favs:
In other words...
There is no more sobriety
for the Land of the Free
Most folk are New age slaves
who no longer have the eyes to see
Cause soul laundering is in High demand
Open wounds inflicted
by the were-children of the moon
depicted...as Smiling Angels
With Fangs...
Your insightful poems always resonate in me. I loved it! (of course:) Glad to see you posting. Take care my beautiful sister.
A few of my favs:
In other words...
There is no more sobriety
for the Land of the Free
Most folk are New age slaves
who no longer have the eyes to see
Cause soul laundering is in High demand
Open wounds inflicted
by the were-children of the moon
depicted...as Smiling Angels
With Fangs...
Your insightful poems always resonate in me. I loved it! (of course:) Glad to see you posting. Take care my beautiful sister.
Anonymous
- Edited 2nd Apr 2013 7:26am
2nd Apr 2013 7:25am
~Wide brim country hat on, sitting on the front pew, got my MLK paper fan with the hymn on the back, raising it in the air shouting,~ "PREACH Firebyrd" <--in my big-mama voice!lol... :)
You speak the truth, so glad your voice is heard! xoxo
You speak the truth, so glad your voice is heard! xoxo
3rd Apr 2013 9:09pm
LOL Rain
I hear you girl...
the truth needs to be told
no more shoving it under the rug!
I am angry....
The beast took my neice
It's time to fight!
xoxo
Fire
I hear you girl...
the truth needs to be told
no more shoving it under the rug!
I am angry....
The beast took my neice
It's time to fight!
xoxo
Fire
Fire,
You told it like IT is!
You broke the mark down Girl! Reveal it for what it is, for all to see.
Sitting in the back pew, shouting with Rain
Much love Fire
Glad to see your fire return,
G
You told it like IT is!
You broke the mark down Girl! Reveal it for what it is, for all to see.
Sitting in the back pew, shouting with Rain
Much love Fire
Glad to see your fire return,
G
3rd Apr 2013 9:10pm
3rd Apr 2013 4:58am
Eclipse. I like that part the best.
It raises my head that you called out not the RIGHT NOW, but the ROOTS of the right now. I listen to people blame new and old generations for shit all the time. As if we "Lost our way." As though there were EVER a "More innocent time." It wasn't the 50's. It wasn't the 1800's.
England was broken. Tyranny ruled. A small gang of pirates broke away. Started their own England. What happens when a prison gang or a mob or an army breaks up into smaller sections? Each one repeats the awfulness of where they were from, lying to the new recruits and insisting that their shit is fresh and things will end differently.
Opportunus novus bulla same ut vetus bulla
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss. Might do a flow off that. If I do, I'll send it to you to complete if you're down.
It's everything from the beginning, sister!
America didn't lose our way, we BEGAN with gangster government. Bunch of stodgy old ass-cheeks-held-so-tight-they-squeak-when-they-walk-British blokes who were the most fiendish, scandalous, backstabbing, power-hungry, demon-worshipping crusty Mr. Burns from Simpsons pieces of shit that they got kicked out of ENGLAND for being TOO FILTHY for the OTHER crotchety empirialists with their outdated ways, archaic close-minded beliefs, struggling for relevancy in a world changing faster than they can keep up with.
That's what REALLY happened. "The sun never sets on the English empire." Was heard... all around the world, just before America declared it's independence. Old farts with more money than morals hit 50, what do they do?
Start trolling the college bars, hiding their paunch, their wedding rings, their histories, trying to recapture some old glory. In the case of the outrageously wealthy, the need to play Marco Polo, the quest for untouched pussy, to stomp out the DNA of ALL MEN in ALL LANDS and OWN EVERYTHING is a natural extension of that weakening, end of life dim sundown state of being. I guess for all the opulence and power in the world the spirit still dies.
But if you own the world you can be truly immortal. So a few splintered off and formed their own spot, a mini-Empire. They learned well how to FUCK the world and immediately proceeded to do so with manifest glee.
Except that in America it wasn't called manifest glee. The history books call it "Manifest Destiny." So did the early fuckers who invaded this place, raped the indigenous population and then the land, kidnapped outsiders to do the same, then lured the rest of the starving world in with a capitalist dream, an economic experiment that could've otherwise been listed as
"How many suckers can we draw into our giant credit scheme?" Outsiders show by the millions, get assimilated into American "Culture" which is defined by spending, conforming, chasing after the credit will'o'wisp...
And every decade since the beginning we've gone out to play Marco Polo just like Big Daddy Britain did. Fuck the whole world.
Fuck leaving this world with a string of broken beds as your legacy. Leave something behind for future generations, for the 100 years after your death is the TRUE testament of a man. I'm far from being a Christian but I've read the Bible enough times to understand the need for the continued urging for men to take care of 7 generations ahead of themselves. Comes from the same place. I'm far from being a Hindu or a Buddhist either, but if I return 7 generations from now? I'll be disappointed if I haven't left something behind for the world, something I can be clued in on and say "Yeeeeeeah... there's a message from former me to present-day-me."
Why do we not celebrate those who built the roads, the houses, dug the ditches, BUILT THE FARMS AND PLANTATIONS AND MADE THE FACTORIES?
Because this is a country of self-worship. We worship the evil fuckers who started this caste system. This illusion. We worship these crotchety old men who died in the 1790's because they worshipped themselves.
Because they weren't immortal.
Self-worshipping.... not self-worshipping in the "Create your own life, be accountable for manifesting your own decisions" Clarence 13X, Carlos Castenada, Sidhartha Buddha kind of way.... self-worshipping in the
"I came from an aristocratic background and hence I have the fucking right to declare myself privileged and entitled and everyone else is unimportant and their children are put on this Earth to serve me and mine. This is my Divine right and the status and perks I pillage and rob and manipulate are self-evident cause celebre for me to continue this way."
This isn't ranting. Most of this material is directly drawn from religious, political texts, economic study, true history. This is the heart of Calvinism and the early pioneer ethos of George Washington, Thomas Jefferson and the other early masons who learned from their OWN oppressors how to start a whole NEW corrupt colony.
It's harder for me to talk about this stuff because I get too worked up with the details. I get fed up and backtrack, fact-check, elect to triple-detect to find the guilty behind the crimes that were covered, the path of money past what gets settled. Too much mire. I love and admire that you can do the same sooooo succinctly. It's soul and fire and passion and it makes me feel like I'm not drowning in this shit when others are awakened and stand up as well. Thank you Kandi!
It raises my head that you called out not the RIGHT NOW, but the ROOTS of the right now. I listen to people blame new and old generations for shit all the time. As if we "Lost our way." As though there were EVER a "More innocent time." It wasn't the 50's. It wasn't the 1800's.
England was broken. Tyranny ruled. A small gang of pirates broke away. Started their own England. What happens when a prison gang or a mob or an army breaks up into smaller sections? Each one repeats the awfulness of where they were from, lying to the new recruits and insisting that their shit is fresh and things will end differently.
Opportunus novus bulla same ut vetus bulla
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss. Might do a flow off that. If I do, I'll send it to you to complete if you're down.
It's everything from the beginning, sister!
America didn't lose our way, we BEGAN with gangster government. Bunch of stodgy old ass-cheeks-held-so-tight-they-squeak-when-they-walk-British blokes who were the most fiendish, scandalous, backstabbing, power-hungry, demon-worshipping crusty Mr. Burns from Simpsons pieces of shit that they got kicked out of ENGLAND for being TOO FILTHY for the OTHER crotchety empirialists with their outdated ways, archaic close-minded beliefs, struggling for relevancy in a world changing faster than they can keep up with.
That's what REALLY happened. "The sun never sets on the English empire." Was heard... all around the world, just before America declared it's independence. Old farts with more money than morals hit 50, what do they do?
Start trolling the college bars, hiding their paunch, their wedding rings, their histories, trying to recapture some old glory. In the case of the outrageously wealthy, the need to play Marco Polo, the quest for untouched pussy, to stomp out the DNA of ALL MEN in ALL LANDS and OWN EVERYTHING is a natural extension of that weakening, end of life dim sundown state of being. I guess for all the opulence and power in the world the spirit still dies.
But if you own the world you can be truly immortal. So a few splintered off and formed their own spot, a mini-Empire. They learned well how to FUCK the world and immediately proceeded to do so with manifest glee.
Except that in America it wasn't called manifest glee. The history books call it "Manifest Destiny." So did the early fuckers who invaded this place, raped the indigenous population and then the land, kidnapped outsiders to do the same, then lured the rest of the starving world in with a capitalist dream, an economic experiment that could've otherwise been listed as
"How many suckers can we draw into our giant credit scheme?" Outsiders show by the millions, get assimilated into American "Culture" which is defined by spending, conforming, chasing after the credit will'o'wisp...
And every decade since the beginning we've gone out to play Marco Polo just like Big Daddy Britain did. Fuck the whole world.
Fuck leaving this world with a string of broken beds as your legacy. Leave something behind for future generations, for the 100 years after your death is the TRUE testament of a man. I'm far from being a Christian but I've read the Bible enough times to understand the need for the continued urging for men to take care of 7 generations ahead of themselves. Comes from the same place. I'm far from being a Hindu or a Buddhist either, but if I return 7 generations from now? I'll be disappointed if I haven't left something behind for the world, something I can be clued in on and say "Yeeeeeeah... there's a message from former me to present-day-me."
Why do we not celebrate those who built the roads, the houses, dug the ditches, BUILT THE FARMS AND PLANTATIONS AND MADE THE FACTORIES?
Because this is a country of self-worship. We worship the evil fuckers who started this caste system. This illusion. We worship these crotchety old men who died in the 1790's because they worshipped themselves.
Because they weren't immortal.
Self-worshipping.... not self-worshipping in the "Create your own life, be accountable for manifesting your own decisions" Clarence 13X, Carlos Castenada, Sidhartha Buddha kind of way.... self-worshipping in the
"I came from an aristocratic background and hence I have the fucking right to declare myself privileged and entitled and everyone else is unimportant and their children are put on this Earth to serve me and mine. This is my Divine right and the status and perks I pillage and rob and manipulate are self-evident cause celebre for me to continue this way."
This isn't ranting. Most of this material is directly drawn from religious, political texts, economic study, true history. This is the heart of Calvinism and the early pioneer ethos of George Washington, Thomas Jefferson and the other early masons who learned from their OWN oppressors how to start a whole NEW corrupt colony.
It's harder for me to talk about this stuff because I get too worked up with the details. I get fed up and backtrack, fact-check, elect to triple-detect to find the guilty behind the crimes that were covered, the path of money past what gets settled. Too much mire. I love and admire that you can do the same sooooo succinctly. It's soul and fire and passion and it makes me feel like I'm not drowning in this shit when others are awakened and stand up as well. Thank you Kandi!
3rd Apr 2013 9:12pm
Loki...
I love you.
I mean it.
Your Knowledge your input
and insight and fire and heat
that singes the truth into the soul!
If you write a peice on this
I am definitely down for a colab!
xox
Fire
I love you.
I mean it.
Your Knowledge your input
and insight and fire and heat
that singes the truth into the soul!
If you write a peice on this
I am definitely down for a colab!
xox
Fire
5th Apr 2013 10:17pm
