Score Keeping Popoganda

Every war has two fronts with one the battle lines and the other for home field perspectives

the one with weapons get funded while the other with waves are them that pays with their breath

the weapons of destruction are made by a complex network of private corporate collectives

the waves come in light and sound as what you see and hear to encourage you to accept the death

your consciousness and all the others from the collective masses is the battlefield of defectives.

They distract you with games of corporate domination and keep score by causing currency plights

popoganda disguised as news and commentary scripted to influence your attitudes and decisions

whiter whites and fresher breath have replaced the importance of human rights for those out of their sights

war mongers don’t fight for the corporstacracy enforcement brigade is trained to believe in their revisions

war is only inevitable for those who profit from the loss and when faced with loss, the bully fights.

From birth we are groomed in the classrooms and cathedrals to sacrifice ourselves for the greater good

generals are the gofers who give the hard orders and we the people are their cattle-like money slave

servitude never ended in America, it just changed enough to include everyone born in the wrong hood

you’re only rich if you have no debt and can do what you want without worrying about working for wage

short shows with laugh tracks distract and movies paint a future picture of the world they want understood.

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Freedom From Money

Equilibrium is a natural state

in the future there will be no money

keeping score happens electronically

when there is profit there is corruption

you can make a difference every Tuesday

every Tuesday is free day where you are

consciousness expands with inspiration

paradigm shifting in the Aethersphere

when peace is profitable war will end

practice the gifting economy now.

From the Sun to the Earth via the Moon

I’m so happy with my feet on the ground
the people in the mirror laugh at you and me
the blackest moment my head spins around
the people in the mirror will one day be free
sitting contently on a fence meant to confound.

Do you remember those blackest thoughts that were mine
oh they‘re all mine and now a little bit wise and older
when too much time was almost yours and not mine
oh these days are mine and yours to only remember
when too much heaven time was almost not mine.

Do you recall when you walk the talk to yourself
we can’t help notice there is no light in your grime
we give you armor and our eyes ask for only glory
do you recall in your winter there is a winter-time
in the streets of your autumn with your fall self

I’m wishing to be nothing at all because that is what i decide
the people in the mirror people know not how to leaven
you’re handing me heaven because it should be ours to hide
I’m giving what’s truly mine and you only want heaven
there is screaming at the mirror from the people inside.

The Aetherspheric history of this race upon our home called Earth
all us little life forms growing up in ten dimensional time-space
multiplying with little children and in the process we unearth
the way our world is made by singing in our own voice and pace
dying again and returning through a transmogrified rebirth.

Out-of-town again and searching for reaping money spinners
here is another mother who goes by the good book of plod
the sleeping policemen reaping all the gifts from the sinners
wino mothers giving birth to a mentholated invisible god
time goes by so slowly when giving birth to beginners.

Time goes by so slow when you’re stuck to me
rain birds dive through the hole in a broken guitar
it’s true we’re in the gutter and yes it’s set us free
my energy says I love everybody that’s truly bazaar
you and me and them too can be as you want to be.

Hiding in the spotlight upon a famous stage
rain birds sing a song that’s so sad and blue
he tries to fly but instead dies filled with rage
stranded like an insect stuck in a bowl of glue
rain birds fly to the edge of their gilded cage.

They are rich and cool and always has the latest look
they are on the T.V. in your head and in every room
they are a jerk and you can find them in the phone book
they are front page today with their name on every tomb
they can never leave the zoo whilst stealing what they took.

I’m gone and welcoming tomorrow with a book glistening in splendor
I’m not a tree or high rise deity but so sad for saving you from the devil
I fall asleep as the militia men will murmur and try to dream of surrender
I’m free with liberty and done welcoming tomorrow by becoming invisible
I’m close to feeling them before they die in love and are called by the contender.

Here on Earth everything happens times two here on Earth again
they the masqueraders who believe they will always have it made
the prophet who is thought to be a fool with no new tale to tell
the skinhead begins to picket without the armed policeman
we’re waiting to end the thirst that’s so very hard to quench
we’re waiting and waiting for occasional showers that never drench
the astronaut in space-time becomes a student of being human
the one who wears your mirror face always has a new tell to tale
wondering if there is really any such thing as having it totally made
your sights upon the grail to have it taken from your hands with pain.

You cannot go against nature because that’s part of nature too
lives can get a little complicated because of a simple thing
our world is your world where people like to say your name
when you are stuck on me the Earth is slightly heaven bent
time goes by so slowly when singing and not necessarily sane
all of the Earth searchers are asking who to charge and blame
a son-of-a-gun who will cause the birth of another malcontent
rain birds swoop through the chimney and out to the rain
complicated is simple as flower power and the need to sing
don’t feel so free as you kiss the world goodbye and say adieu.

Who are all the gurus telling us that heaven is theirs to be lent
the men in mirrors see through those who observe the masquerade
it’s a long way up when you are down looking for a new talent
do you wonder if heaven is the true only exception that is made
please forget my name because there is no tale to tell to be sent.

Do you want to go to where you can hear an angel sing
it’s the same thing again and again with no new tell to tale
don’t you want to live in the kingdom without a king
when you’re stuck on me there’s time to tell the tale
thoughts pin me to your wall and make my head ring.

You drive me crazy with a lazy love that is hazy to judge
looking at me looking at you searching for the purest blue
the girl who works over the critic with a love crazy grudge
how can I love a youth like you while still waiting for you
you had to send me away on my back with a heart nudge.

We’re waiting for the flood to take a glimpse behind the veil
seems all that we get here are distant pale blue showers
waiting for the flood and a pure form of a sympathetic evil
our life’s blood is flowing with a look at all the flowers
the blood red water sure tastes good when we go primeval.

If the telephone is empty then you should realize what’s timely
you’re oh so phazy so please just let me go do what it is i do
these words are a pure form of collective Aetherspheric sympathy
i didn’t even know that you now have what turns you blue
when we were young we wanted to just give it all away freely.

We all have to work so hard slogging and in the end for a pittance
hungry like the starving cat who turns his nose to the scent of liquor
drinking down the same old lonely roads for a moment of remittance
the bad judge will become the good prisoner and rape the crazy vicar
if you break the system down then heaven will reject your admittance.

We are all full of the Energy and don’t need to believe in ghosts anymore
everybody wants to go to heaven and now we know what that means
we will shine together all over you and right through the black door
a lost boy dreams of kings but instead ends up watching t.v. screens
a youth so self -possessed that it needs no more self respect to abhor.

Everybody wants to go to the heaven that isn’t going to smother
the rebel becomes the teacher and the vandal a saint after her fall
so scared of driving that they are drinking to catch one another
the preacher that has aids with a revolution revelation for us all
drinking to forget things and remember nothing of the other.

We are the rich beggars and royal kings of nothing fine
our role is pre-set to be played in a boot and shoe town
planes of flames rise and now we realize the slowing time
the empty telephone will turn and burn you right down
that’s what you get when you give away what’s mine.

Governing Operational Dynamics propels the bright blue Earth
when i think about what’s been done to her i begin to cry too
we were all once photonic liquid red energy from our nearest Sun
inhibitions and exhibitions want to display what is really you
everybody wants to go to heaven or at least visit the Moon.

Transmogrification of “Earth : Sun : Moon” by Love and Rockets

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Mirror Self Convection

Mirroring all people is what we do

you are what you do see and want to be

smile begets smile frown begets frown

people become what they see on t.v.

pervasive paradigm paralysis

there is only reflection of your self

the deck is stacked against your consciousness

your free will is only partially real

we are attracted to what we want now

aetherspheric cerebral convection.

You’re a Geemosapian Too

Born and wrapped with a brand new false flag
pledge allegiance to a blood red star-filled sky
fables of self sacrifice and an empty nice bag
strings are being pulled to enable others to die
popoganda entertainment is the coefficient of drag.

Killing our bodies with cheap caffeine and nicotine
bloated and dummied down in order to serve till death
alternating our mindwaves with fluoride and aspartame
i am one and you too are a green geemosapian with breath
the elite eat organic only meals and live within a dream.

people who lead the war efforts don’t have to fight
observed reality leads to inferred false information
military volunteer servers are obsessional with fright
there are two types of people in any war formation
collateral damaged goods and losses in the night.

Blind faith in people who are acting like gods instead
positive fallacies lead to surmise illogical in-conclusions
confused with if then probabilities and words left unread
future predicting thoughts and pre-programmed bad decisions
waging a war for your mind and the right to your own head.

If higher education was free who would join the military
if you are poor you’re born to fight the wars of the elite
their purpose for educating servants is to make an employee
you don’t realise it because minimum payments are still a feat
cerebral transubstantiation is the way to be a gmo-revolutionary.

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Forward Mass Progress

Ten indicators to determine if you are part of the mass population:

You believe in democrat or republican content

You vote and complain about our pseudo democracy

You believe the war on terror is just as it seems

Your credit rating is very important as well as your net worth

You drink bottled water, eat fast food and believe you’re still smart

You spend more time with t.v. than reading books or creating art

You believe America is the only great country on Earth

You are passionate about professional sports teams

You pay your federal taxes happily and diligently

You have a mortgage, car payments or rent.

 

Ten ways you can help with the forward progress of human civilization:

Eat organic fruits & veggies and torture free meat

Wear clothing that is label and slave labor free

Get off the power grid and reduce your pollution

Join the Peace Corps instead of the military war corps

Avoid doing business with publicly traded corporate vultures

Turn your businesses into not-for-profit ventures

Turn off your t.v. and walk through the black door

Join a movement and continue the peaceful revolution

Sell all of your stocks and bonds and invest locally

Buy local art when you need to give yourself a treat.

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Mass Maze Games

The masses are asses and duly programmed to run the society maze,
who are the classes who make the rules and why should you even care,
to them you have little more importance than the cattle that they raise,
to feed and fatten you up enough to never question, think or even dare.

All people are programmed in one way or another, most without their knowing,
how is it really effecting you, yours and all the connected family ties,
politicos do nothing more than talk to people and keep them from rioting,
we pledge allegiance to a flag of power, corruption and institutionalized lies.

The rulers of today control the masses just as the ancient Romans did,
distract them with mindless entertainment to maintain their dominion,
give them bloody games and teach them to kill while keeping them fed,
generating little more than empty banter of matters of popular opinion.

Working jobs they don’t like alongside people they can’t really stand,
for companies who don’t care about you or any of your friends,
just to afford payments on houses and cars that impress by ultra brand,
friends who will be gone when your financial good fortune ends.

Indoctrinate them from birth to believe in a pagan god of sacrifice,
giving himself to death for your sins just for when the time is right,
to wage another war with volunteers who are willing to die at least twice,
convinced of a virgin birth and afterlife they are willing to lead the plight.

Politics are a game to keep our people from discovering the ultimate truth,
keep people fighting and arguing amongst themselves while paying all the taxes,
supporting the efforts of waging senseless wars full of bitter rotting vermouth,
beyond the impact of their bottom line without regard for the natural abraxas.

The stock market is a billion dollar shell game with the house the only real winner,
the common people hold the dice and gamble with every option and derivative buy,
the preferred stock holders do all the reaping while the poor have nothing for dinner,
commoners sow with a manufactured crises to reset the game back to zero on the sly.

They determine how the Food and Drugs are Administered with an agency of the same name,
unlike the tyrannies of the past our federal government puts most everything out in the open,
they know as long as the people are fat they will continue to believe they are the same,
by the time they realize what is happening to them it will be too late for any hopin’.

Our federal government oppresses and kills thousands of innocent people hourly,
they can be overthrown tomorrow without spilling a drop of blood with precision,
voting for presidents is like pissing in the oscillating fan of popular society,
you can vote daily with your dollar and turning off their mind control television.

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