The problem with Life is Often Strife
cuz Life and Strife
Liberty and Pain
They coexist in this crazy mind game
so I accept Strife
and gain my Life
and that is the way
Perhaps The Only Way to know
To possess the wondrous super-ego
Which protects as much as it endangers
But in the end that's where I'll wager
With What Strength Left I've Got
And of That I know There's Not
Much Left Except What is Alloted to Others
But that is Okay because we are all Brothers
Do I feel pain ?
My eyes feel pain
so much I like to close them
but then I get worried
when I am worried
I am afraid
I'll never see the light again
Will that be my fate?
Go out blinded in the night?
Life wells inside.
Life breaks out like homicide
yet no one died
just a rhyme that's wide
and don't fit through doors
of those who do chores
and never go for mores
but when they do
they fall to their instincts
and try to steal happiness
with cunning and trickery
those who do not do chores
as I go for more acid core
take the geranium to the
foreground as I bound from town to town hoping to escape the Evil Clown
who persists to drown the ones with renown but I Wont Go Down
That's a lesson that needs to be taught --- loving someone is not as
more I really should say Naught . yet no one listens
except the occasional Cosmonaut if you love becuz there she wuz yet now you
treat with disdain the street if you love cuz there she was and
now you're convinced she is your Bus then Reconsider something Gus
Wus yu Illustrious? Maybe she liked ya more than others couldn't
wouldn't it be better to say that clever is in the eye of the
Beholder Just as the Bolder descript Beauty
I play Tekno Instead of Blues
Like it was me who had chosen
Bach Chopin Beethoven
When Before I was Born
They had Nothing in Common
as I flip Open a Ramen
It's the Future I'm Robbin'
and Resources I'm Gobblin'
All the Waste Lies Forgotten
In Tombs that are Blottin'
out the sun from the Rotten
Tomatoes and Pop Cans
Leavin' a Stench Infernal
Makin' the Faint-Hearted Gurgle
as they pass in their purple
while poision dye mixes with Surgical
Tubes and what else
while animal Pelts
and Crocodile Belts
sit Motionless on Shelves
Indistinguishable From Themselves
To be Worn Until
a Hole Appears
Then back to Sears
To buy New Clothes
and throw the Old
into Dusty Mold
out in the Cold
never to be Sold
until Recycled by Mold
who is never Quite Bold
to reduce Plastic or Metal
or Radioactive oh Well
as I quote JUDITH (from the Apocryphya 8:12-17):
12 "Who are you that have put God to the test this day, and are
setting yourself up in the place of God among the sons of men?
You are putting the Lord Almighty to the test --- but you will
never know anything! You cannot plumb the depths of the human
heart, nor find out what a man is thinking; how do you expect
to search out God, who made all these things, and find out his
mind or comprehend his thought? No, my brethren, do not provoke
the Lord our God to anger. For if he does not choose to help
us...he has power to protect us within any time he pleases
or even to destroy us in the presence of our enemies. Do not
try to bind the purposes of the Lord our God; for God is not
like man, to be threatened, nor like a human being, to be won
over by pleading. Therefore, while we wait for his deliverance,
let us call upon him to help us, and he will hear our voice,
if it pleases him." Judith Apocryphya 8:12-17
Don't you know Oregano is mostly grown on metal toe better yo
get your self together twelve times twelve one four four go for
more to dissuade the pour of fatal tendrils that grasp ya till
you're plaster a cast of some ghast who had been way in the past
a blast of bionic subterreniel giggle goo to continue to spittle
Love is what everybody wants yet it is not necessarily the most
powerful or beautiful and lucky to attain it --- someone to pay
attention to you --- this gets rarer as time progresses yet it
is not necessarily the best goal to have because paying attention
to someone who is uninteresting makes love sour for both parties
so one should try among other things to be interesting.
Often being interesting only serves to amuse you because nobody notices. That is the way life is. But eventually the Cosmos reaches out a hand, be careful to grab it when the time comes!
Astral tracks stack and stacks filling cracks and spilling wax
of candles glowing in the gloom in the room the Astral Prune
doing his thing like lettuce and Italian dressing with carrots
who cares its embarassing how classy I be cuz I'm free to be
me you set upon me and give me grief like a thief trying to
take what I planted so I plant a new seed for a whole new breed
to rise out of the weed infested lot what you got just a lot
of the same harsh plot to dismember the top cuz they're all
about apathy who cares about thee all I care for is me as I
live happily all else lives sadly is that what I see for the
human family I say no way as my fist turns gray ashes and
dust I must not continue to rattle the bars of my mental cage
cuz it's just mental rage easily displaced by the mental sage
who played dice in the mental cage and rolled doubles as the
bubbles pop and dispense I rinse the spew from the few who
thought they could out-paint the pseudo-Jew well it took
more than two of you to get me to unglue from your zoo haw haw
The flaw in the American system is predicated on the idea that
all people should be saved and treated properly (which I think is important and true, but) which is not something that everybody agrees with. The flaw in the American system
is that people earning eight or nine dollars an hour, not to mention minimum wage, working forty
hours a week cannot provide for themselves completely.
TWO PEOPLE WORKING 40 HOURS A WEEK EARNING $10/HOUR EACH CANNOT PROVIDE FOR A FAMILY: PROOF:
BASIC BASIC Cost of Living:
Home Gas: $300
Car Payment: $300
Car Gas: $80
Food: assume Welfare
Day care: $150/week=$600
Car Insurance: $100
House Insurance: $75
Credit Card Payment: $100
Cleaning Supplies: $50
GRAND TOTAL OF $3075/MONTH BASIC BASIC EXPENSES
TWO PEOPLE MAKING $10/WEEK:
$2133/MONTH MUCH LESS THAN $3075/MONTH
The flaw in the
American system can only be corrected by the government and a change in the global
consciousness that effects the people who have all the money.
A change in the global consciousness is only possible with the
help of the media. Internet is media. Internet could be a possible
way to get people to understand the flaw in the American system,
and so that the minimum wage is raised. If there are not enough
jobs, then the Government should step in with work programs (like in the late 1930's and 1940's) that
benefit the well-being of all people in the world. Government
provides money so that people can survive in an honest way and
allows more people to survive and less fighting and drastically
reduce crime. Only when the government helps pay for the people
to survive will there be an elevation in the ladder of civilization
by America and the world. Why can't the government afford it? All the money in the world and there isn't enough for everybody, and it all has to be driven by competition until the losers are beaten to pulps and the winners are sitting in iron fortresses counting their money and not caring about all the people who only have $100 a month to spend on stuff of their own, such as cable TV, internet access, and such, and that's if they are working 40+ hours at a job they may or may not like.
I am an Astral Prune because I prune the astral thoughts (sometimes for better, sometimes for worse) that come through my viewscreen. Perhaps the Astral depths only exist in my mind, but I hope that you and I will find the door that opens into the great beyond. An Astral Prune is one who listens and prunes (but does not devour voraciously) the signals that arrive from the Astral dimension, visited occasionally in sleep.
This was written by PNB. Under no circumstances do I give the Devil the right to use my soul for any purpose. Interaction is the key to reality.
1. Recycling trash including burning that which can burn without
polluting the air, recycling plastic and metal most of all. People
to go through the recyclables to save what can. The trash that gets
buried must be pulverized as much as possible.
2. Radioactive waste cannot be sent beyond the atmosphere until
rocket technology becomes flawless which may never happen. So we
must learn to build real indestructible boxes that cannot be broken
by Earthquakes or Tornadoes or decomposed by Nature. This presents
a problem since a box can be thrown fifteen hundred feet in the air
and be destroyed by Gravity if nothing else. Hence the boxes must
not only be strong enough to survive a million or so tons of pressure
but they must be guarded constantly by people. As nuclear waste grows thanks to wasteful and short-sighted economic planning, the need for constant guard increases.
3. The Water Must Not be Polluted! Governments are Responsible
to De-Toxify the Water for Humans, Animals, and Plants.
4. The Air Must ALSO not be polluted not only because of Global Warming but also for the Health of all Living Beings! Stricter laws on car emissions and industrial plants, I know they don't like to spend the money but it is necessary for survival sake somebody has got to pay for it if not the companies why not the Government? Instead of financing war after war.
5. Stop the destruction of animals. Animals are beautiful
creations and also they reflect many various ingenious survival
skills. We need to let them exist in respect for God's Creation. If meat prices were made much higher so that farmers could pay to keep their animals at least comfortable with grass to graze upon and at least a years worth of maturity then restaurants would learn to make great tasting dishes that were vegitarian and everyone would live happier as a whole including animals and plants the entire planet.
6. The toleration of all people so as not to create excess hatred
and negativity that causes violence. Violence has a place and
must be used occasionally but it should not be done from hate.
Hate is a build-up of negativity that can be transcended.
However it requires at least a "spoonful" of love. Love can
be as miniscule as the mutter of a half asleep stranger.
Expand upon the love and realize all beings are capable of love
so should be saved except that they have the power to destroy -
well then they are to be detained in prison until they can
prove to their captors that they are worthy of release.
Their captors must also be continually monitored and admonished
to practice the law with Compassion otherwise they should be
shut down and new loafers put in their place.
7. Global Warming is real. Island dwellers are losing their
lands to rising water due to melting polar ice caps and widespread
environmental consequences. We need to make stricter laws
on car emissions, pollution, etc.
WHAT IS WRONG:
1. Torture of Food Animals
2. Torture of Lab Animals
3. Torture of Prisoners
4. Slavery of Humanity
5. Death of Species
6. Death of Habitats
7. Conformity of Thought
8. Death of Spiritual Elements
WHAT IS RIGHT:
1. Beauty of Physical Bodies
2. Beauty of Music
3. Beauty of Works of Art
4. Abundance of Dialogue
5. Technical Works of Aesthetic Beauty
6. Beauty of Sensation
7. Beauty of Love
8. God's Work among Humans
(THIS LIST IS INCOMPLETE OF COURSE)
I try to learn the truth
I don't like people who goof with truth cuz deception is bad news
you don't need juice to know the truth
just flow like chillie aglow above and below
to the tune of birds and crickets and cats and all
creatures of the world today cuz I say hey whassup today
don't be offended, okay? that's not what's intended if I may just speak what I want, true it's not all true, but I try! to
tell the truth like Sonic Tooth I see that life always changes and rearranges the matter and scatters the chatter that erupts from the smattering of fatter strata while I swerve past mannekins driving down aisles past stylish bins what the heck I say Hey! just try to be real that's all there is to say what the hey I say hey to the people dressed in gray "hey hey hey"
dressed in gray lost in a machine with vacuum tubes and looney tunes drifting through inside have you ever tried to be more than half alive don't fall in a pit cuz it's not the end gotta get past this bend you think you're past crazy john and uncle ben in the pen well listen to the sound that errupts from the Pagoda it's Yoda aloha! You catch the drift now sift through the coffee grounds of your mind and hope to unwind the spiral diamond mine inside your own mind and don't devour God's Creations, his Bejewelled Sparkling Colorful Dazzling Light Shows, The Jewels that Disseminate the Light into Millions of Tiny Dazzling Fragments and you'll be alright outta sight with dynamite like this now listen I'm talking about the fruition of the harmony you've been seeking according to what I've been reading the way is to go forward so go one more word click here for more words.
Harmonization... you're the picture of frustration until you've had more new information... I'm crazy like a daisy what I say stays free unless it burns up in fires and smoke justa joke as I continue to choke as the place fills with rage what did I do to lose the main glue musta been tricked into thinking I was licked and stuck my soul into a container labeled by a mysterious stranger Unaware of the Danger but who is the stranger no other than the dark one who would park one evil knife into the recesses of the soul drinking a bowl of iced mocha as he chokes ya til you woke up toe up on the pavement trying to make an engravement in the side of the pavement to tell the world the pain you feel as you steal another glimpse at the eternal truth how's that for being aloof you goof you think you are not a part of the truth one and the same you are the only player in your game as the higher spirits ransom your destiny in their higher games why I don't know cuz the glow that comes from life continues to validate the strife as the knife digs deeper in the soul and the Devil drinks his bowl of iced mocha have I woke ya you're the picture of frustration as I man the station its the Mad Astral Prune taking no vacation from imagination to his own degradation and occasional elation it's a crazy constellation of information well tuck in your chin I'm on the top of the station with the patient in elation as I press West to the tollgate will Death be my soulmate no I say no way let the sky not be gray let us hope for a better day I am crazy like a daisy what I say stays free while I soak in fumes from the bloke who resumes to blow smoke through the room as the place fills with rage as I aim in the same way not for pay I say no way as I pass a token of broken dreams to Vulcans who don't seem to hear it I fear it is harder to realize the people who criticize this they who are the real number one players I salute the vehicle empirical the body we live in by what is meant we don't know who sent the vehicle like an icicle I drip another blip of disposable garbage for the TV viewer in the viewing room designed by the tone deaf to the truth as I continue to wait aloof for a sign from God that I'm on his TV set I regret I can't get up yet at the casino of minds I'm deeply in debt well heck let's get outta debt and walk to the deck and take another speck of focus like hocus pocus and get into the lotus behavior like an engraver I engrave another brick on top of the structure to stop the yearning for the departure from the amateur as the Pseudo-Jew begins to spawn new dialects for those to yawn at the exaggerated concept that kept pounding a thread of the ethereal that floats most surreal through the cosmos like sea otters from Patmos on the river Lethe take another breath as I immerse the subject in no worse then subjectivity to positivity or negativity depending on what I ate yesterday no way what ever (is clever sez my cuz) cuz whassup with that I'm on top of the phat like a gnat that spat at the pomegranate and ran it into the sanitarium like a man who thought he knew the Master Plan like he opened a can and inside the can was the Master Plan like that will ever happen as the sand washes away into the land and the clan walks away into the distant faraway place just another face blowin wind outta his face for the grace of God to be witnessed by some a few who read and listen as I do to my own words as they goad me onward to the turn of the page to the next spirit sage to recite his tale into my mind like a vision unfolding as it spreads through the mind the spiral diamond mine that we all have inside is it not wonderful thank you God and all the lesser spirits for your attention to detail and the sails are full of wind as I sail on into the next place.