Those who horde
to have, and have not peace
to use for oneself
and not to use the oneness,
tis' sad and not the
independence in a
shared state of mind
is to love and care
gives one a reason to rise
for those whose fall
is always the season of
scavengers harvest
we believe, if you are in
for the oneness of all
All is the miracle garden
we tend, woman
gender, gender...
a man made is a man kind
in either shall I know the
humanity remains
rare and divine
in each of our lives
we should cherish moments
memory is a memorial
thoughts to share
any views without cost
of judging ridicules
Unite us, all in a common vision
we are the young ones to speak
of hope of peace
students of wisdom not division
profit x gens age we won't sell out
what is truth
listen to your heart
start to true liberation
Freedom within in is for each and all
that is commanding
endearing your strength
come together
show the many, many good ways
our directions the freedom to speak
and search, however we we want to go
to know, and the stars
man touched infinity and moon,
photos Mars
from here
where we've sown our crops
we made bread
and histories children
that old dirt and water fed
and wind sailed us on sea for
gold and fresh starts
overland we killed just to march
when there was no harvest
we are all poor
and this hurries man to war
wantant for ground,
enslaved fed the free
it wasn't all to conquer,
starve survival greed
the explorers fear
was never to leave
The hazards of occupation,
I confess
to the Empire
it's economics credit our
leadership of liars
a corporate pillage, unemployment
eat the less wage,
My state
a dismemberment union
Recall, recall
Elections
Hey, Hill Lady, the Republic doesn't
want the Village,
My nation of theft
fascists pledge to order
to take,
totally about
World Domination
Bush's domino effect invasions
Adminstration bold Oil gold
electoral conspiracy
the richest devastation
Elite Piracy of the
Government coitals war
shocking the system
so blatant you want to disbelieve
true story, historical crazy
Remember demonstration
I used to believe my voice
was my vote
my rage screamin'
where is our pay
going to, Truth is
the hidden cost, no reciept
for the discreet game,
We the people don't count
Say that to the court of
Supreme Appointments
it's real Risk, Change
Crime on the inside takin'
US all down
Treason gamers
blame their Intelligence
consider the source of
reasons
Radical face Radical
excuses are Bullshit
your not mistaken
Where are the missles SOB
Oh yeah, who is the threat
Disobedience resurrect
Redirects primary platforms
this is offensive
to "pick on the Queers"
all our hard work, marry me lover
collect my SSI check, it's not worth so much
Bless your commitments
Cheers to a future of Love
White house rubber maids and
rear end politics
Attacks of the heartless born agains
militia mind of Texas drillin' sin
policing State policy
Hungry Marines eating Iraqi chicken,
they ration my brothers MRE
Campouts at the excavations
Babylon, aha Mother, Father
the Homeland name
suggests I am not secure with you
Clear on titles and the name
Hey, Rush, isn't that Commie
my Right hands of paranoia
this is most of Radio Sam
Entertainment religious, bling bling
networker rise
Revelations perverts, I prophesize
This is America,
Glory in bullshit
the ultimate Act, we pay
the 24 hr channel fox whores
Cable crap propaganda
killed the news, commentary priests
Fuck this
poetry reportng
Patriotism is Profanity
*
I get by with a little help from my friends,
ohh I get high with little help from friends,
ohh I get by with a little help from my friends!
*
It's a beautiful morning here in San Diego,
makes me feel fortunate and lucky when
I see the gift of blue sky,
to the see the power on our edge of the ocean,
to listen to the birds and their happy songs
lifeboat lantern
phosphorous beds
algae sea babes
generate a wake
in rock this head
a light
clarities renderings
and swim into its
passages
the ocean's
panderings...
Becoming,
in the wilds of intangibility
I tear this fear out of
me and a rummaged sacthel,
denote and creased with hope
my release
a haggered hand
my searches wrote
to understand the indifferent
remote extremities
contrast
a rose in a resemblence
extension, empathy
heal in everyman
owe not to harm and threats
think to tolerance
we are only parcels delivered
this life, just once
the effort best
is collateral
find purpose, prehension,
reckonings for acceptence
is a greater belonging
to each our soul is served fragility
in variant depths.
Secluded blue wash a way
a lithed wired limbs tethered
emaced she bathed in crux'd
lumbers have her halves awake
precluded the duty
and may, so we drink from Dulia's cup
serums and flower sermons
Lily's pool for all the meanings
we ever partake of the drainage
oh, this futility always drank it up to a
dirtier well being
I know my selves destructive
a pretty fracture
A delicate mess, the discarded figurine
the scales and a peregrine's
attired feather, manifold of the Angel's
pictoral weathers, a thousand translations
the shine relays a gem,
the rebel feminine fuck up,
simply complicated I entitled
a christening, sex,
viva child, churning insects
And farsight reading, signals greetings
to a dress terrain, de'toxic fide, defamed,
blasphemy in dregs down the aisle of Manx
the moans dispensed commanders of Godly slink
stylos, spiro graph spindles paper change
I gathered for a sinking drown, dropped line
a wish hook's penny
cruel twines, I littered the parting
bait of hell, the dilluted leaks blood in the waters
of a surrealist undersea, she surfaced breathe Vaisyas
breathe deep, a traveller, let go, release
a tinctured, Moraie... Reefed
Raiatean taro
poeia pounds
bloodletting spore
te reinga
in tropic as so far as
Easters gravel shores
conched back Uluru
this trinkets raft
Moirae, marae and
Mynah's last
For those people who died
for Nirvana
for the heavenly creed
for you, for me
These lines are written
to convey the message
To ignore the warning
To spree upward into
Tantilizing voices
To visit under-seas
Believe
Things more horrible
than war
Things out of the tales
Great beasts
Suffering extinction
~~~~~~~~~~~
My inside sources tell me there aren't enough troops to support
Bush's invasion,
My brother is a 29 Palms, 3rd Battalion 7th Marines, serving in Iraq,
He was part of the initial invasion last April, came home in late Sept. and they shipped him and his unit out again in early Feb.
He was able to call home (Dad) for 5 min. on a satellite phone,
He said they were ambushed over the weekend, his commanding officer was killed along with 4 other young men, my brother was hit with a bullet that had went through another guys leg, he sustained a slight head wound to the side of the head.
*Thank God, or the Dna, my family has hard heads*
I have been doing some serious meditation/prayer the past few weeks asking my conception of God, to surround him with lightness,
What has Bush got us into? Where the hell are we going with this war?
THE HIGHER PLAINS OF EXISTENCE
to know
it's knowledge
cannot be bought
oh yes,
in this flip climate
this knowlegde
has no enemy
no politics
no price
only a witness
and ... it is so very hard
to describe, to question
maybe that is,
this knowledge
to attempt to inscribe
THE
blasephemy
my contest,
oh hell yes,
and heavenly
...a trick,
the imagination,
truth,
no lie
maybe,
I guess,
promises
I return again
and again, and...
my instinct, logic and analytical nature
claim it as both
and that is OKAY,
with me, my campadre
*I'm writing these "seemingly nonsensical" posts
to try to make some sense out it ( these thoughts, these obseverances {of signs}, these feelings, for myself... and I am blood
brain matter
emotion
and flesh,
oh yes
and
nothing more
in the excesses
of my own will,
oh yes
Roger Daltry on TV
a picture of Stonehenge
Led Zeppelin on the Sterio Houses of the Holy
a memo pad with LEMONADE on the cover
very psychdelic picture of the lemonade
Comments
.--
.--
..-.
wrestling
.. - - ..
the songs were way cool and catchy
Those who horde
to have, and have not peace
to use for oneself
and not to use the oneness,
tis' sad and not the
independence in a
shared state of mind
is to love and care
gives one a reason to rise
for those whose fall
is always the season of
scavengers harvest
we believe, if you are in
for the oneness of all
All is the miracle garden
we tend, woman
gender, gender...
a man made is a man kind
in either shall I know the
humanity remains
rare and divine
in each of our lives
we should cherish moments
memory is a memorial
thoughts to share
any views without cost
of judging ridicules
Unite us, all in a common vision
we are the young ones to speak
of hope of peace
students of wisdom not division
profit x gens age we won't sell out
what is truth
listen to your heart
start to true liberation
Freedom within in is for each and all
that is commanding
endearing your strength
come together
show the many, many good ways
our directions the freedom to speak
and search, however we we want to go
to know, and the stars
man touched infinity and moon,
photos Mars
from here
where we've sown our crops
we made bread
and histories children
that old dirt and water fed
and wind sailed us on sea for
gold and fresh starts
overland we killed just to march
when there was no harvest
we are all poor
and this hurries man to war
wantant for ground,
enslaved fed the free
it wasn't all to conquer,
starve survival greed
the explorers fear
was never to leave
Peace love life be my way,
michelle raine
off topic and not learning
the importance of dates
concerning writting
(:
The hazards of occupation,
I confess
to the Empire
it's economics credit our
leadership of liars
a corporate pillage, unemployment
eat the less wage,
My state
a dismemberment union
Recall, recall
Elections
Hey, Hill Lady, the Republic doesn't
want the Village,
My nation of theft
fascists pledge to order
to take,
totally about
World Domination
Bush's domino effect invasions
Adminstration bold Oil gold
electoral conspiracy
the richest devastation
Elite Piracy of the
Government coitals war
shocking the system
so blatant you want to disbelieve
true story, historical crazy
Remember demonstration
I used to believe my voice
was my vote
my rage screamin'
where is our pay
going to, Truth is
the hidden cost, no reciept
for the discreet game,
We the people don't count
Say that to the court of
Supreme Appointments
it's real Risk, Change
Crime on the inside takin'
US all down
Treason gamers
blame their Intelligence
consider the source of
reasons
Radical face Radical
excuses are Bullshit
your not mistaken
Where are the missles SOB
Oh yeah, who is the threat
Disobedience resurrect
Redirects primary platforms
this is offensive
to "pick on the Queers"
all our hard work, marry me lover
collect my SSI check, it's not worth so much
Bless your commitments
Cheers to a future of Love
White house rubber maids and
rear end politics
Attacks of the heartless born agains
militia mind of Texas drillin' sin
policing State policy
Hungry Marines eating Iraqi chicken,
they ration my brothers MRE
Campouts at the excavations
Babylon, aha Mother, Father
the Homeland name
suggests I am not secure with you
Clear on titles and the name
Hey, Rush, isn't that Commie
my Right hands of paranoia
this is most of Radio Sam
Entertainment religious, bling bling
networker rise
Revelations perverts, I prophesize
This is America,
Glory in bullshit
the ultimate Act, we pay
the 24 hr channel fox whores
Cable crap propaganda
killed the news, commentary priests
Fuck this
poetry reportng
Patriotism is Profanity
Michelle Raine
Should I stay or should I Go,
last night it was brought to my attention
the business of Poetry
Huh?
I like
Edwards
Nader
this is funny, age required 35
since I'm 37, myself or Eddie Vedder any number of us from this generation, could run for President, technically
what will we get???
*
I get by with a little help from my friends,
ohh I get high with little help from friends,
ohh I get by with a little help from my friends!
*
It's a beautiful morning here in San Diego,
makes me feel fortunate and lucky when
I see the gift of blue sky,
to the see the power on our edge of the ocean,
to listen to the birds and their happy songs
Raydios of Hope
lifeboat lantern
phosphorous beds
algae sea babes
generate a wake
in rock this head
a light
clarities renderings
and swim into its
passages
the ocean's
panderings...
michelle raine
the heart, the art
in the wilds of intangibility
I tear this fear out of
me and a rummaged sacthel,
denote and creased with hope
my release
a haggered hand
my searches wrote
to understand the indifferent
remote extremities
contrast
a rose in a resemblence
extension, empathy
heal in everyman
owe not to harm and threats
think to tolerance
we are only parcels delivered
this life, just once
the effort best
is collateral
find purpose, prehension,
reckonings for acceptence
is a greater belonging
to each our soul is served fragility
in variant depths.
michelle raine
a protest against war and terror,
Non Violence
Secluded blue wash a way
a lithed wired limbs tethered
emaced she bathed in crux'd
lumbers have her halves awake
precluded the duty
and may, so we drink from Dulia's cup
serums and flower sermons
Lily's pool for all the meanings
we ever partake of the drainage
oh, this futility always drank it up to a
dirtier well being
I know my selves destructive
a pretty fracture
A delicate mess, the discarded figurine
the scales and a peregrine's
attired feather, manifold of the Angel's
pictoral weathers, a thousand translations
the shine relays a gem,
the rebel feminine fuck up,
simply complicated I entitled
a christening, sex,
viva child, churning insects
And farsight reading, signals greetings
to a dress terrain, de'toxic fide, defamed,
blasphemy in dregs down the aisle of Manx
the moans dispensed commanders of Godly slink
stylos, spiro graph spindles paper change
I gathered for a sinking drown, dropped line
a wish hook's penny
cruel twines, I littered the parting
bait of hell, the dilluted leaks blood in the waters
of a surrealist undersea, she surfaced breathe Vaisyas
breathe deep, a traveller, let go, release
a tinctured, Moraie... Reefed
Michelle Raine
fighting sentimentality
On the Eighth Sea
Raiatean taro
poeia pounds
bloodletting spore
te reinga
in tropic as so far as
Easters gravel shores
conched back Uluru
this trinkets raft
Moirae, marae and
Mynah's last
~formulate infinity~
for Nirvana
for the heavenly creed
for you, for me
These lines are written
to convey the message
To ignore the warning
To spree upward into
Tantilizing voices
To visit under-seas
Believe
Things more horrible
than war
Things out of the tales
Great beasts
Suffering extinction
~~~~~~~~~~~
about this
heart breaking
place,
hanging on, keep telling myself
hang on, there is no other way
My inside sources tell me there aren't enough troops to support
Bush's invasion,
My brother is a 29 Palms, 3rd Battalion 7th Marines, serving in Iraq,
He was part of the initial invasion last April, came home in late Sept. and they shipped him and his unit out again in early Feb.
He was able to call home (Dad) for 5 min. on a satellite phone,
He said they were ambushed over the weekend, his commanding officer was killed along with 4 other young men, my brother was hit with a bullet that had went through another guys leg, he sustained a slight head wound to the side of the head.
*Thank God, or the Dna, my family has hard heads*
I have been doing some serious meditation/prayer the past few weeks asking my conception of God, to surround him with lightness,
What has Bush got us into? Where the hell are we going with this war?
to know
it's knowledge
cannot be bought
oh yes,
in this flip climate
this knowlegde
has no enemy
no politics
no price
only a witness
and ... it is so very hard
to describe, to question
maybe that is,
this knowledge
to attempt to inscribe
THE
blasephemy
my contest,
oh hell yes,
and heavenly
...a trick,
the imagination,
truth,
no lie
maybe,
I guess,
promises
I return again
and again, and...
John G. Earl
and the beauty of vodlka
is to question it's spelling
of course while imbibing...
LOVE the PILOTS!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
BURNING BUSHES
a
b
c
and seein' #37 every fucxkin' where
waz' up with that, GOD!!!
with the assistance of the Marys'
blame me
is it
paranoia
paranormal
my instinct, logic and analytical nature
claim it as both
and that is OKAY,
with me, my campadre
*I'm writing these "seemingly nonsensical" posts
to try to make some sense out it ( these thoughts, these obseverances {of signs}, these feelings, for myself... and I am blood
brain matter
emotion
and flesh,
oh yes
and
nothing more
in the excesses
of my own will,
oh yes
in the plows
in the plows
WAY~VANA
WAY~VANA
Roger Daltry on TV
a picture of Stonehenge
Led Zeppelin on the Sterio Houses of the Holy
a memo pad with LEMONADE on the cover
very psychdelic picture of the lemonade
I'm on Syd Barret, I'm on
Baby Lemonade
POETRY~MUSIC~SPIRIT
LOVE YOU
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