Thy country tis of thee, sweet land of liberties. Of thee they sting. Land where thy fathers are fried. Land that murders, pilgrim pride. From every mountain side. Thy freedom, stings!
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Can you speak to the phony carbon taxes about to enslave you
Can you speak to the phony carbon taxes about to enslave U.S.? Hold your breath, it is now legal for you to eschew the truth. We are not the country in principle in which we were founded and are now floundering. We are drowning in the abuses of the freedoms that were once gardened by U.S. the intended free. The criminals now in succession have mirrored the very modus operandi that crashed euro-rope into persona non individual gratis. Hurry hurry get your national ID card. Billy Mays here, get your implant or r.f.i.d. chip. If the n.w.o. don't like your choices, your ID chip will be turned off and an arrest warrant will be automatically issued via the national data base assisted by black op delivered letters signed by congress and the prece-dent using AT&T's national data base. P.S., you must pay the beast per mile of the carbon blessed piston vehicle you drive and every breath you take. They'll be watching you! Cough, and get a performance ticket and become food. You were already food on the ethereal and now you are in the legislative.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Can you give me the exact day this crisis started, bernie
One evil bastard asked the other evil bastard the best way to flex his dominance. I listen...
When chaos comes out of order, it's because of boredom. And then the I'm smarter than you polarity arc with such bene's-fits 's as insatiable greed, to wish for real, took over. You think the ride's at disney (oop's my fo, n.w.o. propaganda machine, sex in the clouds), welp, you think that chaos looks O.K. from here. You won't be bored. You'll be politely sat the fuck down in the new world order of he that holds the deeds owns the property. Like anyone noticed. I'm waiting for a commercial that asked, are you feeling screwed beyond tax! Well, you see, you've got it coming and the world is salivating, not rearee, well, maybe just a little taste. They'll promise, not to be good! The straight answers you r rooking for gwasshopper is, what countwee is diss? Oh, that was so,,,,alas weak! Not unfamiliar with it until it becomes a movie. You know, like Ghandi, only worse, it's faster and more deadly. So stand up eberybody. Who's in da lymp-dicks any-how (inferred) ? We'll awe know when the great wizart wreeks! Sniff
Friday, March 20, 2009
Your first message from your new world order government
I'll never honor, love or let lead, any creature not holding the love and dutiful respect of an-others life as their own. When those failures become the norm, "We The People failed!" A professional (in this writing- a person with diligent unending loving and patient resolve) would demand the absolute truth to those things a government can commit our congress to that would justify the corrupting and blatant disregard of our Constitution of which they too, were sworn. I'll never love the KILLERS of J.F.K., M.L.K., R.F.K. LT. Gen. George S. Patton, John Lenon, every American soldier whose life was used in total disregard of the truth! And to murder by agreement our right to know and rule on what government does in our name is Treason and those (awe currently in the safely insured crevices of our buildings on our dollar) who accommodated those abuses are also, Tyrants!
To sacrifice our beautiful living equals by the venomous blood sucker elitist who continue to profit from their ever growing hunger for more lives of the innocent. Damn the n.w.o., damn what the n.w.o. did for the Bolsheviks, damn what they did to south america, and damn you for what they are doing to our blood bought and paid for and now burning while you fiddle in the heart of our AMERICA, and damn them, for what they're doing to Africa! Those of U.S. who know history, know the elite have spawned the communistic/socialistic, elitist/industrialist hate/racist, monarch sewage of the common denominator, as justice, when it is the continuation of the very same blood sucking you murdered for less to achieve absolute greed with absolute power. Only this time you believe that raising wolves like yourself from amongst U.S., will raze our innocent blood honored and nation owned, Constitutional pride! Yeah, you got a raise smuckers!
I see our children and parents suffering first in this evil choreographed plot. The hate is spewing in their hearts for what we awe should have nipped in the bud at the first dawn. Because we believe we were caught unawares demands we rise to the summon of our country's plight with swift correction. Time to fire this government and send them home to see what the mound of shit looks like from here! A new coarse with improvements need to be drawn, Of We, Who Govern!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Smoke on the water. Fire in their lies
You're the kettle, know (inferred), you are! See, the congress and senate dancing? Someone put that waiver in there for the bonuses/contract rel's. I, just wanna know, who did it? Ping pong anyone, must be able to play against Shakespearian pathologically deprived liars! I'm not bustin them. I'm laughing at the belief in their MOJO system that lets them believe their stench. They got reimbursed for the bailout of european banks with the confidence checks we got from wal-chin mart. C'mon, everyones knows the confidence game. The formula runs wall chin stock market street. Now that land ownership is in the cards the new world order debt payment machine has you awe (inferred) looking over the surface where the shells are being moved, but not seeing the manifestation happening wrong before their lies. If you want a tip on a good investment where you can buy a whole country and break it up into workable pieces. Peace, that tip will draw investors from around, and around, the voild!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Remember Tesla, Thomas Townsend Brown and the other great dreamer producers!
I subscribe to the reinventing of the mundane of which I am in the process of renovating a major investment on my property to launch what should be done at the local level. Reinventing the mundane, any and awe (inferred) ideas and inventions useful and implementable today. I see the need to return to the innovative spirit that was culminating in the early 1900's here in America in the walks of the likes of Tesla, and the myriad of other industrialist. I do include the reflections of Searle, Thomas Townsend Brown and such innovative leaders of pure innovative thought. I know we are at the precipice of a new world order imminently hostile by accelerated once passive slight of hand deception of a new world order to now disregard our Constitution and Bill Of Rights. The economic crisis we are quagmire'd in is choreographed and is spending U.S. into economic oblivion. The crimes, the passivity is perpetrating, lay's shame on the graves of the fallen that died to keep U.S., our Constitution and Bill Of Rights safe, is now in sacrilege territory.
It's my patriotic fathers fault having served with Lieutenant General George S. Patton http://www.generalpatton.com/ that I've been militant for the values of our Constitution and Bill Of Rights. My dad never pulled a punch when it came to the muses of his life as an American Blood and Guts, Kick Ass Son Of A bitch Patriot and Sergeant under Old Blood and Guts himself. The turning point in my life was when my elders (father, and 5 uncles) kept my head up to date of the plans of the new world order illuminatti elitist bastards intent on destroying our Constitution and Bill of Rights. The council of foreign relations was their measuring stick and it's members carry the torch, for the compromising and disposing of our Constitution and Bill O' Rights to this day.
I am the purest form of a dichotomy. I spent my life chasing the progressive weigh (inferred) of life as an artist/musician, with my fathers blessings. At the age of 4 my brother Steve (age 9) and I experienced an encounter of the foreign dignitary kind celestially and I again at the age of 9 by myself. The event we experienced together left U.S. kinetic with each other for the rest of his life (he's now deceased and laid to rest in Arlington National Cemetery Mausoleum and was sanctioned the same year as Phil Schneider (another hero against the n.w.o. bastards). In 1969 at the height of the Vietnam War, my brother, my father and I had the pow wow that marked my direction in life. I was on the road and touring at the age of 11.
My quest was to meet Woody Gutherie. Guess what? I hopped freight trains with my ax (guitar), with the hoboes of that day safely, but threatened, to ride to destinations that made my heart and talent go boom. I cut my teeth in blues, blue grass, folk and rock. I kept at my disposal an array of fake mustaches and adult looking attire to play the venues normally the expose for adults only forums of bars and private clubs. At the age of 11 I was 5'9" and growing like a weed. My father knew my goings on about my music career and never chastised me about any endeavors unless you mention the time, I got arrested for vagrancy, once, in Kingman Arizona in 1968 with the two friends, I talked into giving me the ride out west to scout a western tour of which at that time, I was 15.
The vagrancy laws of New Mexico was having at least $100 dollars each in your pocket to avoid being arrested. I had $300 and after the fines the local law enforcement imposed on U.S., for pulling an awe (inferred) nighter at the Clovis New Mexico drive in where "The Night of the Big Grizzly" was playing, we were arrested for vagrancy, making the money I had spent before our arrest for bail on the spot, leaving us guilty of the dastardly deed of vagrancy and broke. We were from that moment declared vagrants and arrested and jailed (get it)! The law enforcement locked us up to contact our parents about the validity of the reason we were presuming to be there.
In my travels I left a trail of the phantom kid, who'd cut the riffs of a pro on stage and was known as the Lil Red Rooster Woodstock of which I have been fondly remembered akin to by many prominent an artist of that time. I met Dolly Parton at W.E.E.Z. radio and at Campbells Corner in Oxford Pennsylvania along with Johnny Cash, Red Sovine, Lester Flat & Errol Scruggs and any who there at those times was in the circuit. Dolly gave me a hug that has lasted a lifetime! She became my fantasy bosom friend after that hug! Though the only thing she'll probably remember if anything about me as a little shit, was my stage name, maybe, my musical abilities and the cuteness I'd coin for being a sweet red headed lil shit male musician I was then.
Lead Belly was about the kindest to me and awe (inferred) artist sharing his riffs at that time with the Lil Red Rooster via glossy retrospect publications, in which he'd slap his leg when he'd see me a coming down the street and his bois/band sitting on the porch drinking lemonade in artist heaven. Many a blues musician mused my up and coming in those days and were such an encouragement that being treated as an adult amongst the god like artisans peers of the day was the most satisfying right of passage of my emancipated livelihood. Well, not legally! By the time I was 12 I had 7 cars. I did drive them legally on the farm access roads as was permissible by law in the Chester County world farming community south of Lancaster/Unionville Counties of Southeastern Pernnsylvania.
I loved James Brown, he knew how to read people and party like a rock star! And that he did well and he's only second to Chuck who blazed the trail. Horn sections, the ultimate for any troubadour with a musical goal for show presentation and the proper weigh to make rhythm and blues hurt the audience. James believed that and did it. He'd smile and slap me on the back and smoke one with me to bust the mood either outside the stage door or in the bus (the 56 buick). I love those artist the most. They never, treated me as a lessor person for my age and I hung with the best of them. I sang around the burning trash barrels in Phillie, Chicago, Motown (Detroit), Jackson, and the Parish of New Or-lenz. I slept many a overnighter in the neighborhood homes of the bluesmen of those days. I've had my pallet spoiled by some of the most notorious food preparers ever cooking for troubadours and entourage of the road for sustenance to perform.
The wanton hope I had for my career, music and the folks of this country was more than was being realized, when in secret our country was being slated for extinction and we awe (inferred) knew it! It really didn't matter where you went in this country. Folks of awe (inferred) walks knew the secret societies had dastard plans for the destiny of our sacred Constitution and Bill O' Right's. I spouted these things throughout my life then as I do now of what was known! The pow wow I had with my brother Steve and and my Father was the worst of the worst reality.
The then president johnson had conspired with Israel's to sink the U.S.S. Liberty with her crew during the 7 day war to blame it on the Egyptians. Johnson even quipped, why the hell ain't that piece of shit boat, not on the bottom of the god damned ocean? After about 170 American sailors were killed, murdered, sacrificed! Had it not been for a russian sub witnessing the event, we would never had known the whole truth and she would've been sitting on the bottom of the ocean, off the coast of Israel. The survivors aboard the U.S.S. Liberty were censored and threatened after their attempted murder/sacrifice for the rest of their lives of how they were a ruse to the support the mossad-ic regime now with it's hands around the throat of our Bill O' Rights, Constitution, economy and market, to deliver U.S. intact without our founding principles to the new world order master bastards.
The federal reserve and i.r.s. were created and run by the red coats private banks when signed sealed and delivered by president wilson whilst the congress and senate were out on session break in 1913. The War I had enlisted to fight in 1969 to join my brother overseas in Nam was started by a lie! My father and brother cornered me about my dutiful enlistment status in the Marine Corps. They provided me with the proof that the lie/muse used to start the Vietnam war in the Gulf of Tonkin was illegally construed, a lie and UnConstitutionally started.
Today after the council of out of their mind foreign relations, the death toll of over 58,148 beautiful American lives were sacrificed to murder for what? To benefit the military industrial complex now known to be in control! How many Americans to murder by sacrifice in the disarming of America today is in effect. E. Howard Hunt did his death bed confession but didn't die in the timely fashion he believed was imminent. He confessed to being head of the team in charge of the grassy knoll party at President John Kennedy's termination day directed by a c.i.a. operative named G.H.W. Bush wacker.
Makes you wonder about the manchurian sleeper cell named sirhan who recognized his rant hand writing found in his room to kill R.F.K. but couldn't for the life of his hope see how he could kill Robert Kennedy, because R.F.K. represented his political belief's! The patriotism intent of this American was poised to give to the duty of his country, was now corrupted, rank from stench, spoiled and distorted of truth and validity! Not to mention after the pow wow, my brother already a Jar Head like my new hitch plan, held his 45 1911 to my head! I might as well do you here right here right now if you intend to continue to go to Nam and let the bastards now sacrificing our asses over there do you too! Because you won't be back! You have nothing to prove and the bastards that started this shit are destroying our Bill O' Rights and Constitution with this war. This war is for the money milking to complete the goals to overthrow our government and implement a U.N. sponsored blackwater/wackenhut ruled American society, void of our historic-patriotic protections and our agreed/trusted belief systems!
My Father had no qualms with the procedure Steve my brother initiated by threat to me and said, your brother is right! I resigned my commission, it ate at me sooo bad I re-enlisted. Both Steve and my father came to graduation and gave me the same hoo-ra warning to get the hell out, now! Now is not the weigh (inferred) to serve the country, son. We were marked and many that knew what we knew, were marked also! My dad never missed a convention and the boys when in session, never let any of U.S. young-uns off the mia culpa hook, of inside truth of the conspiracy for the n.w.o., that is now the in motion to squeeze U.S. out of our blood bought by sacrificed form of government!
Friday, March 13, 2009
No, more the the marked can bare!
No more than the marked can bare. Like that has any reflective bearing in placing any item, product or service as more unique than the other? Anachronisms' are being over ripened in this argument of political stratee-in-jury. Not only do we need to rewrite the governments spending of our (you know, the other peoples money, they're called taxpayer's) country's future for our continued slavery via illegal taxation unbefitting the intent of the context in which we formed our Constitutional Union. Our system was never streamlined with the footing in which we were engineered in our founding, though that was the original intent! Our nemeses (can you say brits/elitist) got a hold in our institutions by precedent-ial writ that corrupted the clarity of the intent of our destiny in our Constitution and Bill Of Rights/Writes.
I've got my eyes on. I've got my eyes on you, whoa,whoa. As of late our nemeses are dancing on awe (inferred) our freedoms by enslaving up to our children's, children, their economic freedoms. The deceiver now in the blanc-house surfed to his pinnacle that rules our land via choreographed psychology. In case you haven't equated the exactness of psychology and applicable science in it's limited theoretical plane of results. Both psychology and applicable sciences are only valid in controlled environments. The reality in which we exist on earth is one of infinite variables that catalyst into analytical hypotheses of probabilities in deducing a provable theorem. Too bad the theorem's we'll ever deduce are only catalyst-icly provable and hypothetically correct and know (inferred) where near, an or the exact science we hypothesize.
We are and have sojourned the thievery being raped upon U.S. to the hangover of impoverishment of our apathetic senses to say and act upon the repellent actions with the word and actions, STOP! Albeit, we are being denied the clear blue skies of the milky weighed chem-ing by NATO fueled cargo crop dusters (of which the $4 at the pump paid for until 2010) at 30,000 feet world wide as the U-Knited Nations concept of Blue Blockers for awe (inferred)! Though our government (this list here) congress, intelligence, legal/legislative, pent-up-gone-postal, senate and of coarse (inferred) the current pseudo illusionist "black man barry" the new world order butt drone with his tax cheat cronies are positioning our dairy-aires for the smooth transition to the piece de resistance of an opened border new world order without our Constitution or Bill O'Right's (yeah right)!
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