And not a creature was stirring…

i just want to say that it bears the most frequent reminding:  Everything on this earth is the stuff of life to something, if in fact not to us entirely.  It should be with great weight of peril that we should destroy even one thing, one river, one water, a people.

It is with great humility that i realize there are such as protest this “thing” still dwelling in this land.  Those souls need not be mystical towers.  They might just be gardners, or convenience store clerks.  They might be only that.  But heros they still are.  In this time of industrialization, the end time, when all the chickens come home, we see war, and famine aplenty.  We have started divvying up the planet for real, a superpower triad it this point would be nostalgic.  We preside over a bevy of predators, well that is to say, they preside over us, the likes of which the world has never seen.

It could not be otherwise.  we have followed savagery down the evolutionary path, and now it’s time to pay up.  We live in a world of dwindling resources, owing largely to our numbers,  and mostly because of our understanding.  Endless consumption and endless consumerism forced upon us by the heirs of the industrialists.  Bequeathed to them, a machine capable of creating that most precious thing.  Fantasy.  Far from maddening reality they spin, living in a dream spun from the souls of others, it would be easy to say the rich have become the ultimate cannibals.  Why should we not, visible as they are, cause of the problem.  I must disagree.

I fear it is riches itself which we struggle against.  What ever this earth is, WE have done this.  Just us.  Which gives great hope that we might turn aside in some way from what must therefore be in us, creating this instead of that.

We are never even giving the option of just being.  From our first moments it is struggle, struggle, and more of the same.  Not for all of us, not for ALL the time, but we settle into a sleep crafted from our sips of comfort.  We say nothing when whatever each of us loves is served up.  Noone really believes we will ever give up anything that really matters.

But that’s the thing.  Those souls up there on the pipeline protest, are risking everything for this idea that it’s wrong.  I don’t even know what it is about.  Shame on me..  That has to change.  Thank God for those someone’s.  I don’t know if they are blessed or cursed, I’ll let them figure that out.  I do know this pipeline isn’t even for the benefit of America.  The profits will just go to the rich, as per usual, and the oil will be sold to foreign interests.  I for one think the American people need like to know who exactly that is, on both sides of those sales.  More specifically, I’d like to know as a result of what POLICY exactly.  It’s all well and good to say RAH, RAH, 3500 pipeline maker guys for three years, and whoo whoo!  But what about the long term effects?  A pipeline doesn’t create any jobs.  It just borrows them for a while.  Do you think 3500 welders is a jobs program?  I don’t.  And that’s just one of my issues with the thing.

UNDER three RIVERS?  You’ve got to be kidding me.  A ten year old could do better than that.   My next thought is pretty radical.  Why isn’t in this age, the natural resource base for the nations survival nationalized?  Why are we letting capitalism, and capitalists determine the fate of oil and uranium at all?  If President Trump wants to drain the swamp i can’t think of a lower outlet to tap.  This might be the stuff of a national debate, rather than a spreadsheet conference.

I’d also like to see that Americans were sold that fuel, at prices set fair to make a profitable return.  AFTER any sales to US CITIZENS were fulfilled, the surplus MIGHT be exported.   I can’t see why we should be cold in our own country, when the resources being sold, belong to us all.

I guess you can tell by now I’m not a lobbyist.

And not a creature was stirring…

So much has been so bloody and still we find ourselves here…

If Hillary Clinton steals the election, in spite of all subjective experience to its opposite conclusion, then what?

It takes seconds to state what might have taken my generation weeks, and months to do:  call to arms.  I would ask those brothers who are ready to give (and take) blood to give me something much more prescious, time.  Let me have your ears the valients of freedom.  We may yet have need of your bravery in battle.

Before we jump too high to watch, i put to you all that if ever a time when peace was needed more, i have not been aware of it.   Much of our history and daily life, is based on struggle, so we none of us are strangers to it.  I could speak about the impossibility of a victory of force, and spend hours debating the ebb and flow of ire, but a much more important task awaits us.

It is only by the nonviolent overthrow of the criminal cabal which presently holds the reigns of our lives, shall we emerge strong.  It is well known, in some circles, that superpower struggles usually end in first one, then the other contestant falling ehausted to a previous version of itself.  For what can war cost if not progress.  If you are not going forward, you are going sideways or worse.  To win a victory composed of might makes right would be the evil seed of a reinvented slavery, satan himself had crafted.

Us who see the horrible predicament of slavery, know truly that all become slaves if any.  As the waves of anger and pain crash oceanlike on the shores of our people, first one heart, then another, we seem to be able to only watch.  What a stupid way to get a leg up, by using other people like animals.  It seems incomprehensible to us that such ignorance went by the name of popular wisdom.  But what else could have held it safe, if not the people.

The revolution we must become.  We must not “go” to it.  Certainly not with arms to a parlay with our misguided brothers and sisters.  They are someones wife, sister, daughter, lover, granmother.  So too are brothers, fathers, all manner of family.  To have any lasting and worthy victory, we must beg them, how much are you willing to spend?  We must make them see the measure of what they will do, then we willl know what we shall do.

It is not enough that some battle takes place, or is won, because we have the winning hand.  It is of the people the gov’t gets its power.  If the people be with us, if the people be one, they have no army, and they will convert one by one, or enmass.  For whatever reason, if even dumb fear.  The true believers will be of little threat for a long time.  We need only let them show themselves in the daylight, and the people will begin to see.  People will begin to understand.

We must mount a non-violent,  march, that becomes 100 million.  We must peacefully walk to, and into the white house, completely nonviolently.  We must present ourselves single file, in rows of tens, and then hundreds, for whatever cracking be delivered.  We must ask the police to refuse to stand with the criminal cabal which has stolen the whitehouse, we must ask them?  Will you yield?  We must present the fodder for such a spectacle, that the patriot heart of America is awoken, and we will see how deep the apple rots.  It is moral height which will shade us from history, no matter who writes it.

We must take so much abuse in the name of freedom, as to renew it’s promise with blood.  Ours.  It is always this way.  If we commit to do this without a shot, we will win.  At some point nations will answer our call, and stand with us, and we will see our allies.

If not, then a good spectacle paid for in the blood of innocents, some tales, and legends, and not much ado.  Anyone can try to overthrow a govt with guns.  How many suceed in what, for how long, to what end, before it is the same thing all over.  America IS different.  It is.  Even for what it wanted to do, that it has failed to do.  There is always a future while there is one.  It is time to decide who we are, each of us, and together.

So much has been so bloody and still we find ourselves here…

a win might mean to me…?

i was hoping that we might take back the public radio airwaves fro the liberal elite press.  I’d love to see some equal representation in the form of some of the fine broadcasting students in some of the conservative sector.  I’m really tired of listening to elitist slaver dripped racial palaver.  Boy they sure are soft pedalling their back step from 3 strikes and heel boy heel.  They just pontificate on whichever topic their masters tell to speak!

 

When you hear this coming from a republican, you should find only derision for the master, because it is the essence of the disrespect for the “product” of slavery that a true capitalist would only fault the owner, not five hundred shoeman.  Or even so, what binds them together in common interest, no man should cross for profit more than food if he be too coward to abstain.

 

What makes a union, is that men predge above all, that a union conceived in the notion of equality before god, and freedom for all men should not perish from the earth.  If we act like slaves, are we not in fact slaves?

a win might mean to me…?

 

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We need a “what do we do if we win commitee” RIGHT AWAY!

There is no time better than now for the people who have supposedly finally spoken, by god, right NOW start speaking. And listening to profuse and unrelenting thanks, the operative here being unrelenting and profuse.  That means all of us to each other.  Because we who have delivered america from whatever for however long, had better RIGHT DAMN NOW jump up and show face about, or about face, which ever is more fun.

 

Can you imagine the shockwave a TRUMP win will engender.  If we leave it to someone else, we will live to regret.  That being a whole lot like our kids having to live it.  So wake up and think about tomorrow.

 

We need a “what do we do if we win commitee” RIGHT AWAY!

Learning how to walk sounds like a great idea, but…

Before that we must learn to stand together.  None of us learn to walk before we have mastered our legs standing together.  Its almost as if the creator wanted us to understand we will not get far unless we treat both sides equally.  Yet, if we would “go” anywhere at all, we must learn to yield as well as lead, each in a turn.  Perhaps it’s our turn.

Learning how to walk sounds like a great idea, but…

ps: don’t ever buy any of the shit offered below…:)

the so-called “new” media…

As i have been on the planet for some time, i have noticed something about change.  that’s the great thing about old people.  Well to be honest most old people don’t even want to be old either, so we forgive the first instinct the young have to disregard us.  I mean look, we remember being young, and i see now how much of it was burning fire to do…but what?

 

Well …survive, and reproduce, play in the sun, enjoy the golden drought of youth.  Memories?  Yes, but remember too, we DID this already.  We survived, and reproduced, and lived youth, middle age, and more.  And we’re here.  So yeah, i understand the first instinct, but i sure hope to hell it’s just that.  Noted, and dismissed.  Because the gifts old are the treasure of something you can never have until you are old.  The lessons of life.  Age makes noone intelligent, learned, or sage.  It doesn’t hurt though, to add time and life learning to whatever we bring to the pot.

 

I started thinking about this while glancing at an article discussing Hillary Clinton’s path to prominence.  Just enough i read, to see the admirable listing of all those obstacles she had to traverse, and how it wouldn’t be possible to do that as a feminist, etc.  I just can’t read another explain away rubbish piece excusing her actions.  The benefit of age, is that i can watch things the young have hardly learned to look for.  I’ve watched me, and the world for a long, long, time.  If anything i have learned, is that when the chips are in, you become who you are.  This is not a form of temporary insanity, you meet what you will do for what you want.

 

Almost all of us have done of said something which falls far short of our goals and standards.  The failures i remember easiest are the ones I’m ashamed of, to be honest.

 

So what does that have to do with time?  Well i’m watching an entire couple of generations fall into total fucking bewitchment over the advent of the technical revolution which has swept outworld like a wildfire out of control.

 

As applied to news, we are witnessing a total revision of the structures and processes applied to the creation, collection, and dissemination of news and media.  What has not changed is that with the acceptance of this technical revolution, you agree to let whomever is responsible for shaping the news, shape the world view for you, and your loved ones.

 

I don’t see any increase in the democratic right of the people to be the press.  It could be argued that it has to be taken, not given.  Fair enough, so let me say then that i don’t see any increase in the ACCESS to the news media taken up by what i would call “THE PEOPLE”.  I don’t see anything at all which gives me a voice, for if ANYONE can shut it down, shut it up, with impunity, then i say there is no freedom of the press, so long as the press decides who is press.  None at all, because you are still only tasting what someone wants you to eat.

 

AS for Hillary Clinton, OK, i understand why she might get a bit masculine, fighting her way through the shit of politics, but that doesn’t explain why the shit of politics STICKS so well to her.  Ambition in no way implies the propensity to corrupt.  A hard fight doesn’t excuse or even engender dishonesty.  Those are character flaws.  The kind of what kind of stuff you will do in a crunch flaws.  Politics is ALWAYS a crunch.  So she gets no pass for fighting hard, because we all have fought hard, it’s just how shit is sometime.  It’s what you will do that makes it an easy or hard thing to remember.

 

Listen, it’s not like she is even apologetic or ashamed of herself.  To her it only matters of she wins.  Noone is above sacrificing.  No lie becomes one too many.  The level of disregard for her duties is staggering.  To use office for private gain of stellar proportions, it buggers speech.  Hopefully not action, praygod, hopefully not.

 

No my friends, you are being bambozzled by the same old folks who have been around forever.  They are COUNTING on your disconnection from your heart, hours and years spent in a machine, hopefully you’ve become one, enough to always question your feelings, better yet, don’t have any.  Just cut yourself, and take a pill.  Or die, whatever, your choice.

 

The travail of ambition gives absolutly ZERO to moral failings.  Dishonestly should not be excused.  Hell it’s not even acknowlegded.  Not by her, by YOU!  What do you think she will consider before sending those she does not respect to a fiery death?  Not their sacrifice for sure.  They are deplorables.  The ones to hate.  The ones who can die.  Whether from poverty, or illness as long as they produce and consume,  to the profit of others, that is the measure of their value.

Them with coin, they are of us.  So be clear on this.  You’re not being shilled, like a good natured fleecing, you’re being set up to slaughter or servitude, probably both.  I’ve seen good, in the eyes of children, and imbeciles.  I’ve seen it in lovers and friends.  It can be found in flower and creature, all beings alike.

 

The struggles of life don’t entitle us to lie, cheat, steal, and hurt.  They don’t allow us to divide because it’s only gain is to conquer.  Hard work is not the excuse for why it is OK to steal and twist the lives of others.  Any soldier will tell you, facing death together makes all men brothers.  When you rely on each other lies fall away.  They have no place on the altar of life.

 

Hillary despises the military.  She sure doesn’t hate war, just the ones who come back with pair in their eyes, the truth on their tongues, a story to tell, and peace in their hands?   Maybe it’s that they come back with wide eyes, and when they can finally shut them god willing and rest, when they speak they say that righteous wars are one in a thousand, if any.  They will say that which ever master wins, is no matter, because you have been fighting for money, and not yours.  Your value has been tallied against what you could have provided and you have been found wanting.  Goodby.  So how are the survivors to feel.

 

Guilty for living is what i hear burdens some.  If not, great, but remember that the best reason to live, is to live.  It’s surely not the military she fears, they will do her bidding, if she can but ascend.   It’s the survivors, eyes stripped of veils, whom she despises.  Unless you join her in the politics of harvest.  Money is coin which never loses value.  It’s an automatic buy-in, alas, by necessity a small club.  The rich now just buy countries together it seems, and jet set around within that ultimate safe space, called wealth.  They know you’ve seen it, because THEY made you want it.  Too bad the success rate of unlimited wealth is only 1%.

For those who will do ANYTHING to “win”, the earthly rewards are mighty.  Comfort beyond measure, content beyond imagining.  The unfortunate thing, is the rich cannot enjoy it.  Having long forgotten contentment, burnt utterly in the fire of ambition, they wander unfulfilled, tasting everything, enjoying nothing.  a life wasted having, getting, owning, everything.  Poor creatures.  I wonder, what is the humane thing to do?

 

Perhaps “everything farms” where they were reconditioned to the value of work?  No, i think that’s been tried.  Anyway, you need not be seduced by the novel nature of your world as you watch it unfold.  You need not turn away from truth to live.  It’s the only thing which will allow you to survive.  It matters not one whit, if you win, if you have to lie cheat to do it.

 

Do not excuse Hillary Clinton or any politician for lies, or you will lose the truth.  Do not pardon them for corruption, or you will have naught proud to give your children.  If you elect her, or those of similar ilk,  look to noone for your demise, as there will be corruption in this country such as we’ve never seen.  What she’s finally been caught with, finally after all this time, it is so fitting, that PRIDE, that most male of qualities, should be her downfall.  Although ALL should be accountable equally, we should make distinction for what we ourselves might have done, for however much or long we might have succumbed.

 

 

the so-called “new” media…