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120 raters 36431 views The funny and not so funny exploits of the Bohemian poet

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GOVERNED

Mar 16th 2009, 09:42 PM

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“To be GOVERNED is to be watched, inspected, spied upon, directed, law-driven, numbered, regulated, enrolled, indoctrinated, preached at, controlled, checked, estimated, valued, censured, commanded, by creatures who have neither the right nor the wisdom nor the virtue to do so.

To be GOVERNED is to be at every operation, at every transaction noted, registered, counted, taxed, stamped, measured, numbered, assessed, licensed, authorized, admonished, prevented, forbidden, reformed, corrected, punished.
It is, under the pretext of public utility, and in the name of the general interest, to be placed under contribution, drilled, fleeced, exploited, monopolized, extorted from, squeezed, hoaxed, robbed; then, at the slightest resistance, the first word of complaint, to be repressed, fined, vilified, harassed, hunted down, abused, clubbed, disarmed, bound, choked, imprisoned, judged, condemned, shot, deported, sacrificed, sold, betrayed; and to crown all, mocked, ridiculed, derided, outraged, dishonoured.
That is government; that is its justice; that is its morality.”

The challenge is to build a mass movement which not only removes the blight of state -ism and militarism from our society whether in the form of the police, army or paramilitaries, but also the evil of capitalism and the various shades of reactionary nationalism.

ARE YOU LISTENING NOW ?

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DREAMS FROM THE BEDSIDE

Mar 10th 2009, 10:23 PM

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I don't know what gets me through the night, since I've not had you to keep me warm for so long. I have had to create my own place of comfort and solace within my heart.
A place of empathy and love sharing where I sometimes go and take refuge from the storm, sitting with my sordid memories and reflecting upon what might have been and those things that I've seen.
All to nothing, they fade into insignificance when I stand where the ocean meets the shore and I think of you.
Or sit high upon mountain side, looking down into valley below. I hear your voice and words, echoing on the wind, “and I still Love you too“, I whisper in response then shed a tear.

I don't know what gets me through the day, because my thoughts are filled with notions and my gut is full of potions for the emotions which are lay within me.
A place of unity and cooperation, where I hold out my hand in peace and assistance for the weary, offering the hand of friendship, that I have never known.
And still they come, the waves of self indulgence washing over my feet, my footprints in the sand of time just leaving imprints to be followed, then I dream of you.
I am lifted by the thoughts of you, your vibrancy and life energy awakens my lowly spirit.

I don’t know what gets me through the year, without you near, standing beside me guiding me through straight and narrow, carrying cupids golden arrow within my heart.
To a place where no words need be spoken or measures given by the token, to one who comes begging for assistance from afar.
All for nothing and meaningless, hopelessly my resistance is low, yet still I know only confusions or imaginations of the real you.
What can I do to change this, hold you close in warm embrace or passionate kiss. Disrupt the remnants of the bands that exist.
I am smitten by my dreams for you, your beauty and elegance, your sweetness and light and I am now basking in your brilliance once more.

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AIR IN LUNGS

Mar 10th 2009, 09:27 PM

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Gravity pulls us down
crawling on the ground
Like a soldier who's just lost
the battle for the cost of being brave
Rows of politicians smile
Their troops in sweet denial
Leaving now to fight a war
nobody knows the reasons for

Imagery pulls us to a cause
follow the stars and stripe their laws
Like the enemy who proudly die
suicide their religious cry
The stench of death again
hatred and vile among men
Home on leave through the emerald isle
Stopping off at Shannon for the country mile

Irish air in the lungs will lift their hearts
keep them from those foreign parts
Fighting for the western freedom
No colours in their dreams a demon
The reality of death or war
these young men know it more
For democracy they fly tonight
to the land of promise far out of sight

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TRUTH OF THE MATTER

Mar 8th 2009, 12:31 PM

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There is no big conspiracy

The truth of the matter is, there is nobody in complete control.

Nature is beyond our wildest imaginations.!

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THE MUSIC OF NATURE

Mar 6th 2009, 06:11 PM

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A BLOG OF LITTLE OR NO CONSEQUENCE

So we sit back and relax awhile, with notions and grand ideas rushing through our brains and all of this time that has passed is just like a bad memory now.
A nasty nightmare that we’d rather forget, a living horror out of the last three decades of illusion and confusion. Started by the B movie actor and the wicked witch of Europe, who was also a shopkeepers daughter.
They had economic reform on their minds, they could see no society except for the one of division and profit before people.
This misguided mentality prevailed and was added to by successive administrations who followed along in the same footsteps as the actor and the wicked witch, regardless of their colours, be they red, blue or yellowy green.
You can imagine the scene, a bigger market and an even bigger illusion.

Now that dream and illusion is lay in pieces on the floor, the planet has been exploited and the masses of humanity still exist on less than $2 per day.!

Their solution is more of the same, a glorious return to the bubble of illusion and the hedonistic party of confusion goes on.

Until the music of nature stops.

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