There's many things IN this beautiful world that people would never know about the world around them. IF you're in the Emergency Life, Fire and Police, that in the fema book, the things I write about here are engraved. In Case Of!
In many of my personal experiences and knowledge I've had a select few, who've also heard of and personally saw what many of the sheeple will only come to see when this new world odor plot sickens! I've had to keep anyone too close, LOVED and near out of the flack when I began to BUST these truths into print!
Yeah, I've been that fucking WILD! I've been that fucking aware and too fucking bad, because I LOVE all those that I never let get close enough to compromise these elaborations un-til. "This medium came into existence!" In 1989 my current wife and I met and because she was as solid as the NAG HAMMADI, stood by me in my wild ass QUEST to begin the push for the uniting of the WISDOM of the many to curtail what IS unfolding the furl of our Nations Leading Freedom Edge, Of The GREATER TRUTHS!
Together we formed a corporation I've used all my life in acronym "DIVERSIFIED INTELLIGENCE" including the early acronym when I changed the Name of my Band when entering Canada in the 70's to- INC. Which in LOGO was an "EYE", "N", "C" for "Come and See I DO or in OP terms The Company"! This statement IS verifiable on my Canadian Immigration Papers as the name of my Band. Oh, my first wife will recall that and IT probably never dawned on her until now, WHY? IT was my LINE in the Stone of "Will Incorporated"!
LISTEN= READ UP! I had more information than I was willing to even share with her and our children then, for their safety and well being including my early band under my pseudonym "ROOSTER WOODSTOCK", BECAUSE. I LOVE THEM VERY MUCH! I wanted them to have what never was made avail to me. The inner burning TRUTH and pain of hope, loneliness, love and seeing. All within the hunger to KNOW! I didn't want them to be so acclimated to their immediate culture that what I knew would detach them from higher thought, reason, to survive and me!
Johnny cash and I shared a pint with a few others I won't mention at Oxford's Campbells Corner in 66 a few years after the elitist fires that destroyed the Largest Farmers Market of our area! I told him of my life's experiences from all the recollections you'll read here, IF you fucking DARE! I never relented to what I knew and those who knew my song's story knew too, if they think about it! We talked then about the prowess of the powers that be, Blue Law and all the other bullshit that ruled this GREAT mindsets founding principles.
That talk set my life into motion to true-bradour, the AMERICAN continent and find the wheat, in the chaff! The DANGERS my SENTIENT mind revealed could've gotten my ass killed long ago, then. There were so many fucking incidences of danger under the nose of the locals and they saw fuck all! IT took many years to not use my gifts for selfish reasons, that the only other brother to hold these same TRUTHS and I, did play on the unsuspecting for gain, chump change. He IS now Interred in Arlington, with Honors.
He lost his monopoly on how to perceive the first encounter we had when I was 3 and he about 8 or 9, when I named the first SENTIENT we met on the Dark Side of the Moon, in a craft so fucking huge it dwarfed our small ass town and lit it like the SUN at the pitch of night in the vacuum of space, Oblial. This description IS clear and written later on in these text! My other brothers and sisters were un-initiating-ly normal and also LOVED without much to tell. Together my brother and I, were beyond that, and very dangerous. Neither of us had fear and I felt, of the two of us, I was the only one who infused humbleness and reason to temper and acquiesce.
We could stand next to anyone and see their thoughts of which disgusted me and jovial-ed him. Hence from those abilities on I have never done, unless we were together for camaraderie and old times, what the hell. What caused me to separate from exploiting was the struggle deep within. To maintain my own perspective and individualism. You'll never know until you've lived it. But if I write/wrote what I knew then now. This planet would be barren. I knew that then and see it as clear as I write now. Full of many, of the un-knowing.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
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