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
Saturday, May 17, 2008
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