THE RELIGIOUS PSYCHO KILLERS SHIT LIST

Welcome to the mind of John Scott Ridgway. Beware falling rocks and angels.

YOU ARE ABOUT TO ENTER WHAT THE INTELLIGENCE COMMUNITY CALLS THE 'WITTING.' The implication being anyone who doesn't know what is truly going on in the world is 'unwitting.' I have an academic/artist background that includes three books, oil painting, radio and tv... though mostly, I write on the web and give the words away. Better read than dead, I always say. I studyied military intelligence, cults, english, history, and philosophy, among other subjects that I took in my quest to have something to say in my work.... I am proud to say I studied under peaceful warriors, like Dr. Danial Stern, an icon in the sixties who hung out with the panthers, dealt with agent provocaters, spies.

A BASTOON OF TRUE FREEDOM IN A WORLD CONDENSED INTO POLITE CONVERSATIONS. I HAVE SITES ALL OVER THE PLACE THAT YOU CAN SEE MY OTHER SIDES WITHIN.
http://theelvesattic.blogspot.com/
http://wakingupjesus.blogspot.com/

Find me on facebook at john scott ridgway... there are two of me... one is active. I trust you can figure it out. Doing a lot of stuff there. Basically showing my daily trek throughout the dozens of papers I peruse while waiting in some bush, pr parked somewhere, you know, out stalking, or whatever, you know... hunting humans, maybe... but not in an illegal way. Really.

I urge you to try out my new Jesus, blog, too. He is nothing like you have read before. This creature from the planet Heaven is mistaken for an alien, a cult leader, a terrorist.... Military intelligence agents and secrets are thrown all over in this blog.... please spread my writing whereever forfree... The book is not just for Christians. I am almost an agnostic... I, Christ... will lead you to heaven, or at least give you a lot to think about. After years of getting mostly a's in college, I can at least parrot a few things you have not heard.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

ANYWHERE BUDDHIST MONKS ARE THE BAD GUYSYOU HAVE TO QUESTION AUTHORITY

SEE CHINA's hand in myanmar
both beat their buddhist monks
beat down a cultures cry
that they were being dissolved
disposed of

I wake up into the dream of being
ways of ancient seeing
repressed
imagined your neighborhood filling up with purple people
who despise you as a lesser minority and say your best are exceptions

feel the stirrings of the fire in the solarplexis
as they beat downthe last, desperate attempt
to allow Tibet to be Tibet

like American's native americans
but now
after thelesons should have been learned
the bloody lessons we see pouring life into the streets of Tibet

China shuts out my blogspot
they try to keep my words out/folly

they wish to keep the offical story
try to keep out the inconvienant truths
they want theirminds to play out the official story

I AM
ALL COUNTRIES
ALL RELIGIONS
ALL CONVICTIONS

all ways of being

SYNTHESIZED

JUST ENOUGH THAT WE SHARE A COMMON LANGUAGE

which speaks of the love and ethics
that all good humyns crave

which all humans deserve...

right from the womb


WE have divided ourselves
off from the everyone else
since our first awareness
of bringing a cosciousness
other than their mothers

we compete on Teams but ultimatly everyone plays alone
alone, adrift in our american ideal of the individual

i was alone and feeling broken and los

God BROKE INTO MY MIND
SHREDDED MY LIFE
left me without a personality
so I could come back
and be the man from NAZARETH

hE CALLED MY NAME
AND SAID JOHN COME DO MY WILL
MY HEART STOOD STILL

JOHNNY CASH... from tell em god's gonna cut em down

I started Total War From Total Peace and they came after me
were Inotthe Son Of the Father You would have never heard my words

Complete amnesia the hospital gave me
when I refused their catholic bible they were ready to toss me out into the snow

only the freinds who convinced them I was other than I was
got me sent to the hospital where they tested me to see if I was the one

every test seemed to tell them

THIS IS THE ONE...as I woke the television began talking to me
we played an improv game
where I was the guest
being told what they could get across

I am a hostage
the leader they do not want to get to his army

As the campaign started and they were drugging me out
it seemed every book and cd was plantedin my house
they were also coming in and changing my red cup in the toilet to block

they were trying to say the blacks were communists
like I cared where they start out from
in this journey all can join
and like the french foreign legion be reborn better men

that first day I saw a dust mote in a sunray
and knew it was the world
a tiny, remote world in need of the sun to shine

words came from on High
unbecconed by reading
the news
my life
all the usual sources of inspiration
were eclipsed BY God Himself

I have to tell to ushur in the Time Of Peace

My teales willbring you closer thanyou can comprehend

I havelived life after life
my wores are countless
my failures flash up in my mind
as my accomplishments
are nothing compared
to the success of failure
of the afternoon's poetry

they brought the fbi agent in to clean up the chi town cops
after they jailed me
and I learned to hate with a criminals mind
leaerned of the men locked away from this life
living as best they can
junkies who couldn't get enough stuff
the economically disadvantaged seduced by the constant commercials

THEY TRY TO JAIL PEOPLE LIKE ME

they sent an undercover agent
left needles in my hospital room
gave metried to get me involved in a insurance scame they soon busted

one day a cop came up to me at the beach with a bag of stun guns
and other instruments to control a crowd
he thought he was scaring me and was surprised when I tried to make him a freind

after I left jail my anger was everywhere
a seething killer waiting from an oportunity
one night I was walking down a famaliar street
wondering if they were still
listening to me preach aloud
figured they were
told the hidden mikes
'TIME TO KILL SOME COPS.

within a few months 21 of the top 25 cops in chicago are fired
they bring in an fbi agent who is not going to tolerate
the mob connections anymore

I had only to write in my note pad for awhile
as they bugged and filmed my apartment
and I would see the events play out on my tv screen

the country followed me
such power does not go away easily

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