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The war of fears lasted forever, Under different names, different decades, Different generations, different enemies, different presidents, Different strategies, different technology. But it was the same war, it is the same war Remembering over seventy years ago We were hiding under school desks, Building underground shelters, Hating communists, hating immigrants Though we had no idea who or what they were, They were out to get us, they wanted what we didn't have But thought we could dream it, make it real if we didnt habe them Breathing down our necks They had no faces, like zombies they were always coming, Then the war spilled from our homes and tv sets over to east asia, middle east, far east, near  East and eden east. All i saw then was myself fighting myself, As one who sees the self,  Couldn't see others other than myself. but others saw others and apparently could kill them as others Could kill them without killing themselves, As others who kill others see themselves as ...

How about more boring and a lot less war, genocide, and economic insecurity? I have to admit, the constant adventurism model of daily living has grown so old, and I've found that I look more forward to boring than I look toward advancing some politicians dream they are representing me. They are not. The world has been taken over by speed freaks. Why does anyone think being constantly bombarded by a million choices, moral decisions, rationalizations that for the most part don't even affect most of us in the nation that produces conflict at every turn and is merely a smokescreen for keeping and sustaining the fires burning in the rest of the world. It is paradoxical that the minor differences between the majority of republican and democrat citizens have been manufactured by the constitutional arsonists of uncommon sense politics we have been governed by for decades. Are we really afraid that there are enough bullets, bombs, and hate pointed at our freedoms by another people who...

  5/17/12 We’re Only Human, Aren’t We? One of mankind’s biggest problems is that there is a tendency, whether natural or not I don’t know, to lay a legal, simulated socially acceptable architectural framework around every important philosophical and religious belief. This framework turns into more of a meshy( as well as messy) mental jailhouse from which the intellectual cannot escape without leaving some little truth behind, like a revered ex=lover, one now despises, yet remembers good times amongst the bad, or like one atom smashing against another atom, leaving less mass within each and the other. Physics professors spend their whole life looking for that missing link. Don’t forget a brand new prison is still a prison. From the Holy Bible, Torah, Koran to the Magna Carta, Constitution, or Social Contract, there is the incessant tendency to obfuscate whatever is written so it can fit the perusal needs of the “obfuscator,” as GWB, Sarah Palin, or Donald Rumsfeld might say....

 written 2003 I was in the bathroom and I started Fred Setterberg’s The Road Taken and I felt the twinge of nostalgic time traveling he was rendering on the page and for a moment I wished I could jump in the conversation with my similarly rustic road reminisces. However, once I was done in the bathroom, I wondered whether or not, upon further reading, I was being suckered into denying my past like many post- Sixties tomes seem to blather on about by wishing I had become a Christian, a Hindu or a scientologist, or a businessman, or an earnest entrepreneur, or by wishing I hadn’t wasted my time fucking around with my instincts and had gone on to get my doctorate or even my masters in something beside Anthropology, or wished on myself any other of the jobs my generation finally succumbed to in the name of “survival,” meaning accepting the prevalent middle class Darwinism, giving up entirely and guiltily on the one and only time I cared what happened to anything besides myself. Right...

 

 all for one, one for all. justice for all freedom and happiness for all all lives matter today, april 19, is another protest, just after a week or two protesting around the country. is it good to keep on reminding each other that we can stop this sinking political juggernaut with vibes? it makes me drowsy just thinking about it. since, i who is in command of what language i can speak, or am I, can i really differentiate between ALL the subtle different renditions of ALL this or ALL that. Its a mystery but what would have happened if someone came out with All Lives Matter before BLM came out with Black Lives Matter or would we all know that ALL didnt mean ALL then any more than it meant ALL back then. if the modern wage slave has to watch the daily celebration of death and dying, the addictions rising, and sexual devolution among those who don't work, it's no wonder they are restless. if those who play without paying respects to those who won't, can't, don't know ho...