today

the most pressing issues, the schedule, have to be there for lunch, the gym at four, home at six, rest, some TV, a quick nap and a..., sleep, wake up, forgot the pills, must make a to do list, phone rings, missed that, another appointment, darn, how did I forget, lunch schedule, more salad, the office is getting a makeover, might get a new desk, stop, furniture store, stop lingerie boutique, it's valentines day soon, must give it a look, ramble to the office, should not have had wine over lunch, feeling a little oozy, should give up the drink. bubble gum, the breath feels better, can't taste the booze on my lips, still have the urge though, to go for another drink.

Perversion

The Perversion

The legacy of evil has reached a peak, and it ain’t going any higher, the cries in the hearts of true love, are being heard in all the right circles, no time to abandon faith time to act out wisdom, the orchestraters of evil the mind benders, the fallen angels and their wicked schemes, have reached the evil peak and it’s permanent hell for all those involved, their callous supporters and their associates better prepare for the torment that is their future, from this day moment forward for all eternity, it’s game over for this lot and their efforts to control, and using children and the emotional tab is rock bottom, it’s going to be paradise for the real believers and a mixture of shame and punishment for the remainder, the legacy of deceit corruption and moral decay has stirred up God Most High, rejoice if you believe as these words are spoken, amen.

Using former child stars to excite and confuse young children, the perversion that is idol worship and abuse of minds, the worst form of tactic in trying to control the growing mind, watch the world shine, amen

Wisdom on Thursdays

It’s the same with the wine, you get used to hearing, inexperienced you rely on the opinion of others, reminds me of the formed opinion, propaganda for short if it’s misleading, enlightening if it’s purely honest, half truth is about as useful as a bucket with a small hole in it, it’s still a bucket, you can fill it up, but nothing will remain, useless in the event of a fire, purely a façade, belief in God Most High, was for many an empty bucket, as media moguls and others, played down the impact of the divine, promoting the excess’s of human nature, not the success’s of human nurture.

Eventually, with pressure and interference in news matters, the creation of catastrophe, it was almost easy to believe in No God, well if you check the picture, you’ll see this is totally wrong. Happy Christmas to all who believe in doing good, and encouragement to those who need a shove. The gift of eternal life, is probably the greatest gift of all. Passing on the love is the secret in getting there, amen!. Of course if you have a picture, i.e, the man in the sky, it’d be good to pass it on, promote it, that’s why it’s there

Daddy is watching you!

i'm not talking about your secret habits, those things you do in private that only you know about, i'm not talking about the deviousness of the mind and where it can lead you, i'm not talking about selfish dreams and the fantasy inside you, or the hidden feelings you hide in order to hopefully forget them, i'm talking about the real existence of God, and the divinity of Love, it's real, we are light that is formed in body, a gift, the opportunity to do what is right, instead, we have castrated children mentally, and if it doesn't change soon, it's the guy in the picture here, whose going to let us know, amen. It's christmas, time we found the real spirit, the Holy One, and guess what, i have proof of that too, amen

love the violence

Violence, you love it, someone has to, so much of it everywhere, the fashion statement of our times, for the benefit of your children too, How lucky can you get, video computer animation film, or whatever, violence is as catching as porn, were you surfing late last night,

He makes sure to wipe the history clean, what sort of people create such programs, You probably forgot about that, no time to wonder, your mind is stuffed to the gills, hardly have time to eat breakfast I imagine,the number of violent images each child of this earth is exposed to every living day, I’m too busy we’ll talk about it later, the type who calls the therapist in,

Well they are expert witness’s, and they deserve all the support we can give, $100 an hour is a fair going rate,

And there is no end to the problem in sight, apart from the few million who have to endure violence all around them daily, as in Gaza, Syria, and lots of other places, but they are well and truly soaked in it, ignoring the ordinary stuff, just a sidebar I suppose when you add it all up, violence against women mental and physical, it’s been going on for ages, almost eternal. Years ago, we used to be horrified, today it’s a different story, and we wonder why God Most High has been sighted on the sky, probably a spectator waiting for the curtain to come down, I’m sure he’s been entertained for centuries, hope we don’t lose his interest too soon.

The Age of Control

no emotional input can satisfy our conscience, keep the truth hidden while you get on with living, achieves nothing makes you dumb, just wondering why, too busy in life no secret in that, feeding the love you treasure, doing handstands to keep it all together, nothing remarkable about that, why the spying, everything is global, countless great men and women destroyed, broken hearted and despised, not by chance by evil intent, phone calls reputation secret romances share dealings, can’t have happened blame someone else, it’s how they rake the good from society, replacing them with the compromised, are they going after the whistle blowers, secrets out force them to run and hide, control of fear lost love is now replenished, suddenly God Most High is awoken, those regulations they impose targets the small people, when criminals of substance hire the best, accountants lawyers with five star reputations, no one has the means to challenge them, apart from the artists divinely inspired, and often it’s media they use, this will be a surprise, explains why some great believers are distant all the time, control it’s a byword for the dead, it’s the reason they have power over love and reason, and the vast majority of love on the planet, children you might say but it’s the mothers listen, and this control of women over thousand year prohibitions, an implement of fear and women ought to listen, the cause of wars this so called love of religion, when was love ever controlling, when you wanted it all for yourself, they  evoked old texts to carry out this ambition, well done you control freaks for the hatred you conditioned, you got away with it but it’s over now, unconditional love you show  for rules and regulations, the polar opposite to the laws of nature, environment destroyed world on the brink, coming up with all sorts of remedies plenty of money in that, and they thought they were going to get away with it, I’m certain this wont happen cause the hope of God is love, and it’s found a new fire, they’ve engaged the fire of god, and of that I’m certain not kidding, it happened in this lifetime, enough children had their lives destroyed in the name of what, control it’s the devils religion, we own you, not anymore. 

Robin Hood

Something going on over there, send some planes to Iraq sir, plenty of whistle blowers over there, we have plenty of spares, munitions industry can’t believe their luck, wars going on everywhere, Swiss bank accounts swinging again, thought they were going to do something about that, transparency they call it, it’s a drink you take, makes you forget everything, not another whistle blower, more ravenous that those termite invasions we experienced in New York, do you think, pension fund gets in on the act, finance required for another democratic republic, lions share of the peoples resources, wasn’t theirs, anyway we found it, like raiding your handbag, beginners look, hedge funds can’t get near the action, all of them foaming at the mouth, white stuff pouring out, there has to be an angle, can’t we bribe anyone, the CIA they have contacts there, so do the Russians sir they got in first, oil copper gold diamonds, can’t we sell their children too, I want some of it screams the mafia news king, did someone mention young girls, don’t we own the pension fund senor, and the pilfering goes on, stealing using lawyers opinions for safe keeping, parade of vultures of the human kind, and this is what they offer thinks God looking on, what a surprise they will be receiving if they don’t remedy this instantly, free will, perhaps I was generous, private jet full of war zone business men drops from the sky, were going down screams the arms dealer I didn't deserve this, neither did the mineral rich countries you turned into a business, destroying hope innocence love and everything good with it, pity they never think in advance before they rob you, well there was only ever one Robin Hood.

keep on spying

Your internet search’s, dark night history, phone calls to all and sundry, bank account and credit card details, all being spied on, and you’re a turkey, looking on helplessly, and Christmas is advancing fast, and it’s all totally legal, not that you have a say, welcome to the modern world, of surveillance and crime , Edward Snowden you've opened the can of worms. Having had my own dealings with these types, the zealot world we live in, I’m certain the whistle blowing is going to get louder and louder, amen. Excuses they use to justify anything, some call it  patriotic, tell that to victims of abuse, the countless number of children, sacrificed as evidenced, in the number of care home worldwide, where the perverted were comforted, because of the secrets they held, with consent of the security services, orphans abandoned and leftover children, who’ll notice them anyway, no one to speak for them, but the country is secure you understand,  the interests of the country, it used to be children, same excuse used to destroy Iraq, well, God Most High doesn't think so, and many many hardships are going to follow, for each  of these misdeeds, no matter how righteous these people may seem. So when the earthquakes strike, the tornadoes double in strength, don’t be surprised at all, you sow what you reap, it’s that clear and it’s in black and white, for over two thousand years. A point is reached when time hits a point, the angels and holy warriors make conclusions, God sends then in to seek out, those who tried those who loved, in order to complete the book of the harvest, and it’s reached that moment in time, well if I’m wrong I expect you all to become giving and kind, and that’s not going to happen anytime soon, if the past is any indication of the future, am I right or am I right, this is no joke movie, no laughing matter, it’s time to do what is right, and the actions of the majority, don’t speak the language of love or anything near the standard required, to enter into the joy of heaven or the company of the Lord God of Mercy and Love. Support Edward Snowden and start listening, too much government spin, too much effort to silence the mind, it does not work anymore, and the young people of the world know it well. let the revolution begin.

freedom freedom freedom

Freedom freedom freedom, cry is worldwide, excuses used by superpowers, to invade everywhere, politicians offer asylum, children all look stunned, all of them wondering, what is going on, jailed for telling the truth, these are people here, outrage shouts the media, this is not fair, arm and defend them, the louder the call, it’s been heard everywhere, don’t tell Bradley manning, Edward snowden is in hiding, martin luther king assassinated, and so many others, why such fear of the truth, conspiracies and theories probably true, just don’t open your mouth, only get you wiped out, unless your friends have armies for hire. Iraq, get rid of that dictator, replace them with another one, it’s the story of south America, the power of money over right, and why should we care. Basically put, those who don’t care, never tried to help, they join forces to silence the truth, hoping they will hang onto power and it worked, for an awful long time, not going to work anymore.  busy I don’t have the time, job to get to a wife to support, children take up my time, that’s the way the world is, get used to it and grow up, cliché excuses thrown out like garbage, hoping to quell the truth within, failing that the doctor and prescription medication, at least it’s legal unlike that illegal stuff, go back to the end of the queue sir, we’ll get to your dying child next, and of course you have insurance, it’s part of the rule and regulation set, and you wonder why Edward Snowden speaks up, think of the abused child, too young to speak, only able to show discontent, with actions that stray, descent into alcohol and drug like escapes, they plan for that, special clinics to take care of that, plan, plan for all that is wrong, planning for the truth to come out, cover up no questions asked, assassination allowed by government, perhaps a promotion as well. God Most High is getting dry in the throat, heard the endless reasons and is not very pleased with that,  I’m certain the road ahead is going shaky, perhaps disappear off the radar entirely, unless we start to hear see and to act. What do you think happens when the truth is kept down, it fades and dies along with wisdom, ask you ex wife. loving the only action of interest to a loving and all powerful God, who is doing his best to shower us with wisdom, and the heart is the only place where it can rest safely, and when the heart is no longer warm to truth, supply is switched off. Edward Snowden turned on the truth indicator again, and support for him is pouring in all over, government spin doctors wont weasel their way out of this mess, for a very long time, probably never, the titans of evil are on the run, the usual cover up, it’s not working the way they planned, thank God.

computer never has a headache

I have had strange life, witnessed many things, seen with my own eyes, faces in the clouds, circles overhead. Oddly enough, standing one evening late, outside in the yard, felt a strange energy, was having a few words with the above, had a question on my mind, about the turmoil going on, all around me and the rest of you, the world of finance was melting into oblivion, countries torn apart by greed. Have we come full circle I enquired, give me a sign I pleaded, I have my doubts too, and as fearful as anyone else. I stood under the stars, said a prayer, enquired about the well being of those in need, when a late night cloud turned into a circle, a perfectly round circle overhead. question answered, the world has reached the end of an age, the collapse of institutions continues, what can we do,  the year was 2012, cannot be coincidental, it’s now 2013 and things seem even worse to me.

who rules the world, the moneyed elite their cronies, the ordinary people, who account for 99% of the  population, or God.  The bible is full of stories, great warrior nations, wealthy nations, who had the world at it’s feet only to be destroyed, usually through avarice, greed, lust etc. true stories, have you seen the pyramids of Egypt, temples of Greece, the Mayan temples, Aztecs, get the point, these great and powerful nations crashed, all predicted too, so why are our nations falling to pieces too, two thousand years after the death of Lord Jesus Christ. It’s a mystery to say the least, miracles have been known to happen. I’ve seen a few myself.

Confused I hope, baffled perhaps, bull to some, lets get off this page and surf some porn, I can already hear ye, don’t need to surf, we have favourites on tab, one click we are there, the brain in drain world, same as a drug addict in heat, till we burst and our breathing returns to normal, time to unbolt the door, slip into bed beside her. Ain’t we great at love!. At least the computer never has a headache.

couching tigers

honey darling, the news is on, choose your destiny, earthquake, war,  exploitation of children, rioting in Greece, massacres in Syria, scroll the list dear, seeking a celebrity, no one seems to fit, back to war, ad break, rush to the kitchen, stuff a sambo together, ooops forgot the salt, they promised us a repeat of that bomb explosion last week, did you see it, blood everywhere, look great in a movie, so realistic, shit i spilled some mayo on the carpet, they really cut that guys head off, beasts, feck, I've got to see the dentist next week, somebody ought to do something about that war, explosion in Baghdad, 37 killed over a hundred injured, the caption keeps repeating across the screen, come on hurry up, want to see if tiger won this week, is there a TV station out there that does just news, waiting to be entertained is boring, worse than watching trailers at a .., live news report, women screaming, children in despair, over what, just a mangled car on a street, boring, saw it before, UN can't intervene, says the spokesman, some regulation thing, domestic violence no concern of theirs, if on the other hand another nation tried to blow them up with a car bomb, that would be an international incident, borders, used to be legal to rape your wife, still legal in some places, amazing what you learn sitting on the couch, normal to sexualize children too, the violent thingee, they can join the army for that. goodnight honey he shouts, he listens as she climbs the stairs, waits till the bedroom door closes. listens to her feet on the bathroom tiles. presses the button, family guy, at last, news you can relate to, not again, ad break, click the news, Iraq again, the war they won all those years ago.

quick fix syria

Identity crisis, who are you, what made you, did you appear, what is your term plan, do you have insurance, can you afford a mortgage, are you a gang, certainly. Three year old, gaga for TV, regularly exposed to violence, not physically, on the screen, forced to mix in, no mind of its own, experts say so, a just formation, the organized crime clan.

Government special report, response to nationwide angst, zealots ambush legislation, common sense no chance, lobbying bribing interfering clever gang, think they won.

Details read them, claim is invalid sir, no mention of premiums, no refund either, it’s written in the details, no medication in your cover either, says the company man.

Tyrants govern natives slaughtered, UN enters the equation, refer to article 96285, need agreement of entire counsel, cuts out hope instantly, revolutionaries make plans.

No one takes responsibility, ad hoc efforts at best, good Samaritan comes along, makes a sudden impact, concerts and gala performances, Zimbabwe how we failed that test.

Mighty thinking about it, usage of language pure spin, repeating phrases, flip flop change a lot, trending at the minute, how many hits did that get, alarm bells going off.

Multi tasking dexterous fast thinking, keep it up son, going to the top, he smiles that boyish grin, races home tells new wife, thirty years busy, children hardly see him.

My looks all I got, has anyone seen my prozac, I’ll take a zanax, everyone reaches for the pocket, take mine take mine instead, when did it all go mad, pop one sane again.

There used to be a time, the vulnerable supported, women adored, children were treasured, that was over a thousand years ago, where has the love fled.

I’ve heard it all, God stamps the table hard, cracks it into a thousand pieces, free will free will, love is supposed to be, not a cancerous disease, of jealousy hate and betrayal.

Now they  tell me, imagine that scowls St.Peter, they preach everywhere, they can’t forgive a  brother, there’ll be war sooner than later, the boss has other plans.

Emergency provisions that’s all, few patriotic missiles for moral only, don’t expect them to use them, it’s in the contract, same one we signed with Mugabe our brother.

Pope Clementine wrote, no one speaks it honestly, not even the poets anymore, not even scientists, near his end of days, such was what he wrote, 800 years ago, what would he make of today. Questions we don’t want answered, find me a quick fix cause, amen.

selling doubt

Sell doubt, cause the brain to riot, sell doubt, raise the emotional heat, sell doubt, invent a new cause célèbre, keep them busy, confuse and alarm, appear to share, cast doubt everywhere, the battle of the soul rages, you did what, they did that, count the body parts, could be cemetery, could be fate, and in the end, you are given a bill, for toxic decisions made, a mess you have to clear up.

Hasn't much education, few friends and miserable relations, haven’t this haven’t that, so they give him medication, kill those inside reservations, the army will sort him out, he’s intoxicated they let him join, safer in Iraq than in the town, street wise and smug they think, he might could home with a purple heart, he might come home in many parts

The paparazzi lights, they shoot tonight, hasn't sunk in, all the easy killing, the souls that now follow, the moment is shallow, two days time he’ll be alone, no cause no orders to follow, isolated forgotten a number, he’s back on the medication, it’s short term they say, but they invent new medicine, they invent new diseases by the day

Johnny cash and his angels, look down on this strange situation, they pump you full of gas, then let you go full blast, in some far off destination, away from harm that’s local only, they think of themselves pure and holy, what if you kill someone else, we've tribunals’ and stuff, for those type of situations, the voice of reason, facing total obliteration

Many disasters later, obese and pumped up, needs a lift to get out of bed, needs electric shock to wake him up, swears how great the nation is, they keep the pension topped up, independence day they wheel him out, he waves the flag till his arms had enough,  not a prayer or a thought, for the lives destroyed, the children left distraught,

Selling doubt doesn't seem so bad after all.

trust control

remember get smart, control, your pension is safe with us, we test regularly, wall street is safe, the war in Iraq will be over in a year, north korea is the enemy, the billions spent arming terrorists, the wars now fought against them, it's a game, one side pours in hatred and ire, the other responds with threats, a child blows up a school bus, suddenly it's the green light, we've been preparing for this, on the sidelines the mongrels gather, supply this and supply that, war goes on, there's plenty for all of us, and finally peace, for a while, in the meantime they prepare for the next outing, in the gap the lawyers gather like vulture picking up the pieces that are left, while all we do is watch it play out on TV, trust control all right, when you can hardly trust yourself, the excuses we dream up, to ease the conscience.

it's me tweety hearts

tweet tweet facebook google hit rate likes trends friends, seems like the entire world is into itself, that sounds like incest on a global scale, well, if it was one person doing it, we'd call the psychiatrist, she, he has a problem, they all gather to fix the matter, but since everyone seems to be doing it, we call it normal, sounds like medicine of a strange kind, all the stars do it, they tweet like tweety birds all day, does anyone like me, who befriended me today, imagine how God most high feels, when we sell out love, soon he has no friends at all, tweet tweet. more than fifty shades of grey out there, what's going on is madness on a global scale, but when did madness stop anything, only when the little child stood up, and asked them all what they were doing, south park guys all over again, funny to imagine but hard to explain as they say, like the billion to one chance that you were born at all, tweet tweet go the little feet, mind them well before they enter the gathering pornographic storm.

what's your addiction

What’s the hurry, anyone see my V’s, they’ll do he said when she handed him the Z’s, that’s what she called them. What are you on then, work. Ambition, sexual prowess, what other’s think, does the news upset you, do you get emotional, see those dead bodies everyday on TV, wondering what the president will say next, too busy getting drunk don’t have tomorrow to worry about, waiting for the bell to go, cause you want to go home, wondering how you’ll get that promotion, flirting again were we, so what’s your addiction, are you running from set to set, too busy to wonder what’s going on, party to worry about thinking of yourself of course, well, what’s your addiction, don’t ask me early in the morning, my head is bursting and I can’t get a thought, mortgage is due and I’m running out of cash, can’t find a job and don’t have a wife, can’t stop thinking of all those young girls, sometimes I chase the boys, I do anything to forget reason-ability  what’s that. Politicians think in terms of how long they can get away with it, the rest of think about all the promises they made, like a long suffering wife we wait and wait hoping one will come along, ordinary honest decent and future minded, not the practical types that keep their own interests in the picture, all the time. Like a rich man wondering what it’s like to be poor, it never worked that way. Roots grow from the bottom up, corruption flows from the top down, we are the people who allow it to happen…so what is your addiction, blindness or something.

reasons for being

Little boy five years old walks by ,does what he is told, what’s that he asks passing the shop, mother rushes on and looks back, whips chains exotic costumes and you know what, mother shakes her head and shouts don’t ask, boy walks on taking it all in wondering, what was that wonders why mammy walks so fast. years later the shop is still there, why you may ask was nothing done, to preserve the young from what you ask, are we not into all that stuff and anyway it’s too late, the boy is now a teen surfs the porn, what’s wrong with that,  it’s as normal as rain for all to see. Meets a girl they get to know each other, expects her to do all sorts of thing, cause it gets him in a lather, Love matters in others not our concern, haven’t we got enough to deal with,  keeping the men on board, if he doesn’t get it tonight he’ll be surfing porn till dawn, till all he sees is blue.

the age of the individual, ask difficult questions upset the apple cart, no one stands up all afraid to ask, unlike that five years old, much change required so much pain all around. Mary is twelve like any little girl a women to be she’s a growing teen, familiar with the gaze of men, they pass her every day, she  understands the meaning of those pointed stares, the attention her older sister gets, we’ve all been there.

From the Indians of north America, and cultures all but extinct, most of them based on wisdom that used to be so succinct, progress the excuse that comes to mind, do you ever wonder where it’s all going, or are just waiting for the next opportunity to come along, probably. close your eyes and pretend it does not matter, keep on doing that your heart will be in tatters. And why did God Most High send Lord Jesus and others to visit you might ask, I suppose it’s like the flowers and the bees, we have taken for granted for so many years, a mothers meal once consumed forgotten till the next and the next. Well, there is one certainty in life, and we all know the answer to that, we’ll be worm fodder but hopefully after a long living, full stop, fortunately not. If a heaven and there is a hell, your busy living and climbing that ladder, such fine detail as love created becomes too personal, the intangible in the world, the only source of light for God most high. As we deal with the current chaotic world and the dramas being played out, the mighty number of warnings currently about, the miracle escapes as well, seems to me that time will tell the reason why we are about, or our reason for being. 

number 1

Ideas for a better world, never seem to come to anything, and I’m not talking about the water supply getting better, or oil getting less expensive, or more jobs, nothing like that, they are all cosmetic changes really. As soon as the idea becomes a real business option and can be exploited, it will, it has, and like the record numbers of gun sales in America since the sandy hook tragedy, our concentration does not seem to last, we addict ourselves too easily, for varieties of reasons, too long to list, I’d say you prefer to see an analyst, who listens to free advice anyway, very few of us. But if there was one great change, and I mean a change of earthquake and tsunami proportions combined, it would be this. Our capacity to consume knows no bounds and in reality, we are not that concerned for the plight of the poor elderly under privileged or uneducated, we cope with these problems, providing minimum comforts, and then forgetting the problem altogether, as we get on with our own concerns, but in the entire world, if we were to get a chance to redeem our seriously tarnished reputations, as we need to, we can’t claim ignorance in the internet times we live by, we can’t claim to be too busy either, and knowing that God is very real, apart from the usual argument for closing down all the off shore tax havens, i.e. taxing them out of existence, which will never happen, as all countries are tax havens if you can afford the expensive lawyers and accountants, lets be honest and not fool ourselves, but if one idea was to change the world for all time and for the betterment of humanity, the hungry, the poor, and the young, it would be the following, and this is possible and implementable and very possible, and in the event that a huge tragedy of epic and biblical proportions were to affect us all, and very soon potentially, as no one knows only our creator, or those alien addictions we live with,  who live among us already, but if one idea was to be made happen, it could save the planet from potential doom, and restore us to God’s favour, it would be this; put a limit on greed, and enforce it globally, make it number 1. When we reach a certain number, time will cease, do we want time with family, or pleasure, a decision has to be made, and time is closing in fast, options are limited, action has to occur swiftly, no cheating no fooling, this is more real than you can ever imagine. Where’s the valium!

sounds like heaven

Children the world over, fodder for celebrity culture, teeny tots baby dolls Disney movie merchandise, money they obvious savor,  lies all lies I hear them say, this guy is totally nuts, perhaps he’s a member of al Qaida, he’s certainly not into us, what can we do they yell, gates of heaven open God is alive and well

Sounds heavenly everyone grunts, big boobs teens get em off wrinkly old man smiles, orders them all to undress, poses you dream about, it floats your boat, point your ass at the star light, bootylicious girls curvy or what,  ha ha they chuckle out loud, not for long, she’s eaten a real hot curry, did I see a load of ??  come straight out of that. Ah so sexy

Moses is tired tent is empty, calls in the maid, gets her to do plenty, wont do that she sighs, dress off the shoulder, eyes smile wide. Cant imagine it can you, those close to God acting so thrashy. Don’t imagine it then, now you are thinking, perhaps the first time in years, hate having to think of the truth, should need a license for that

South Park American Dad Simpsons, your all in the quagmire now, aim shoot reload are we allowed say that, yes you can says the NRA, lets declare open season on celebrity culture, cause you’ve taken our kids for a ride. Butters and lipstick smile all

around, jammy dodgers are all right smiles stewie, time to reload those magazines on time.

I own you

I own you, all techied up and nowhere to go, sounds like a busy day on the web, a very strange wedding indeed, a love affair with technology, new husband has acquired property in human form, a woman, we’ll do it my way, he boasts.. If they have children, boys will be valued more than girls, boys can be made work younger, girls come with the burden of dowry. Makes it sound reasonable to own women as they say, you’ll have to pay to send them packing. He’s the father, sue him. All this sounds third reich stuff, but if her name is on the paper, she’s yours. Beat her, heat her, starve her, even bleach her, and cause she’s yours, it’s all legal. What a society for a girl to grow up in, after a while she’d think it normal and just fall in line. Propaganda, keep repeating, easy to wind up people, steer them left or right, once you know their likes and dislikes, simple really. The new girl in the office watches the soaps, she must be normal, so do I. so do I, sounds like sodomy, but in slow motion. Sounds familiar, resentment caused, most of it by propaganda. And it’s daily, weekly, on junior TV, here there everywhere, and were all tied up in it. So how do you untangle the mind, free up space without having to take advice from the guru creature, cult, or professional thief, probably all are, thieves of a kind. Like banks, these cults, the more money you have the more they want you. Did you get that, that was deep, I agree with you 100%, I’m with you on that. Did I really impress you, that makes you feel good, someone thinks your impressive, wake up quickly, cause your about to be had. And if you have a problem, (everyone living on the planet earth has problems, booze, drink, sex, TV, gold, you name it, everyone is addicted to something) who isn’t on prescription pills. Those valium really did the job doctor, maybe I should try something a little heavier, have you anything for stress, it’s like asking a fish about water, listen to yourselves. But nothing is much worse than propaganda, being misled entirely and you think it’s good for you, you overlook anything, like a new man in the life of an aging thirty year old in search of children, she’ll put up with anything. If I don’t conceive soon, it’ll be hopeless, too late too late, I can hear the tears. If you love children so much, how about reducing their exposure to adult stuff, the ones you already care about, as you must love children to the ends of the earth. Your alcohol problem won’t be an excuse, you will, that’s another day’s work. Cults are like that. They get you to reveal yourself, know you intimately as possible, and they’ll lay on chicks, just to encourage you .don’t worry Sidney, monica and jenny just want to help you with your clothes. After sex, everyone talks. Your so relaxed, you’ll do anything cause you’d just had a dopamine rush, and it feels good. Your body tingles, like a heroin hit. Till your addicted or deeply involved in the cult. Soon, you’ll be hunting for new prospects. That’s what I love about God almighty. You are given gifts, and the will to decide for yourself. Are you amazed or just one of those folks, ready to take on the world for cash, hoping to acquire along the way, give back what, exactly. You’ll be asked this one day, what did you do for the life you were given, the potential entrusted in you. Cults never ask such question, they make it sound like you’ve found a resting place, head space, until you get intoxicated with new concepts, stuff you never worried about, conspiracy, what’s new. Sounds like propaganda to me.