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Saturday, October 29, 2011

Mad John

John’s clothes
were made of camel’s hair,
and he had a leather belt
around his waist.
His food was locusts
and wild honey.
~ Matthew 3


Friday, October 28, 2011

Crazy Man Michael

Michael : The first archangel
who is described as the one
who stands in time of conflict
for the children of Israel.

The End Times
At that time Michael,
the great prince
who protects your people,
will arise.
There will be a time of distress
such as has not happened
from the beginning of nations
until then.
But at that time your people—
everyone whose name
is found written in the book—
will be delivered.
~ Daniel 12

Get Yourself Together

It is just as I told you: You are spies!
~ Genesis 42


Wednesday, October 26, 2011

I Feel Much Better Now...

...do not be afraid of them,
for there is nothing concealed
that will not be disclosed,
or hidden
that will not be made known.
~ Matthew 10


Art Isn't Real

Who is wise?
Let them realize these things.
Who is discerning?
Let them understand.
~ Hosea 14


I lived in lies all my life,
And I've been living here
for a long, long time,
And I know
its been coming down a while now,
When it shows,
then you get me on the dial...

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Amoureuse

My beloved spoke
and said to me:
Arise, my darling,
my beautiful one,
come with me.
~ Song of Solomon 2


The Truth Will Set You Free

Along with their relatives—
all of them trained and skilled
in music for the LORD—
they numbered 288.
~ 1 Chronicles 25



The priests took their positions,
as did the Levites
with the LORD’s musical instruments,
which King David had made
for praising the LORD
and which were used
when he gave thanks, saying,
“His love endures forever.”
~ 2 Chronicles 7

GOD's the truth.
He hates a lie.
~ Dion DiMucci, King Of The Bronx



The king used the algumwood
to make steps for the temple of the LORD
and for the royal palace,
and to make harps and lyres
for the musicians.
Nothing like them
had ever been seen in Judah.
~ 2 Chronicles 9

They performed the service of their God
and the service of purification,
as did also the musicians
and gatekeepers,
according to the commands
of David and his son Solomon.
~ Nehemiah 12

Don't they know it's the end of the world?

I am in deep distress.
Let us fall into the hands of the LORD,
for his mercy is great;
but do not let me fall into human hands...
~ 2 Samuel 24



Those like Obama, Sarkozy, Cameron and Berlusconi who have branded Gaddafi a criminal to be hunted down and murdered were all his accomplices. All of them collaborated with, armed and supported the Gaddafi regime, as US and European corporations reaped vast profits from Libya’s oil wealth.


We came
we saw
he died.
~ Snuketwat Hilldog

So there is no one - no UN spokesman - no talking head - no so called world leader - who has a word regarding "excessive force" "disproportional response" or "violation of Geneva conventions" regarding the "capture" of Gaddafi?

Islamic Winter: Tunisian and Libyan 'liberation' leads to Sharia

Not one word for how we just facilitated the introduction of SHARIA LAW there and how we are about to be responsible for sewing shut every Libyan pussy... Gaddafi never ever did this - and never mind the facilitation of the destruction of Israel?

Not one word?



Dear Sir / Madam;

So Gaddafi is dead and long live the king!!!

I have just listened to President Obama’s speech as well as that of the Former UK ambassador to NATO and am appalled by what was said. They have condoned the savage butchery of a human being by a rabid mob in the name of...

"he got what he deserved...".

Have we fallen to the same level of depravity as the man WE have murdered?


Monday, October 24, 2011

Our weapons were the tongues of crying rage...

In my distress
I called to the LORD;
I called out to my GOD.
From his temple
he heard my voice;
my cry came to his ears.
~ 2 Samuel 22


I bless you madly,
sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly,
Just in time,
at times,
I guess
Because of you
I need to rest
Because it's you
that sets the test

So much has gone
and little is new
And as the sparrow sings
Dawn chorus for
Someone else to hear
The Thinker sits alone
growing older
And so bitter

"I gave Them life
I gave Them all
They drained
my very soul
...dry
I crushed my heart
to ease Their pains
No thought for me
remains there
Nothing can They spare
What of me?
Who praised Their efforts
to be free?
Words of strength and care
and sympathy
I opened doors
that would have blocked Their way
I braved Their cause to guide,
for little pay

I ravaged at my finance
just for Those
Those whose claims
were steeped in peace,
tranquility
Those who said a new world,
new ways ever free
Those whose promises stretched
in hope and grace for me"

I bless you madly,
sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly,
just in time,
at times, I guess
Because of you
I need to rest, oh yes
Because it's you
that sets the test

So much has gone
and little is new
And as the sunrise stream
Flickers on me,
My friends talk
Of glory, untold dream,
where all is God
and God is just a word

"We had a friend, a talking man
Who spoke of many powers that he had
Not of the best of men, but Ours...

We used him
We let him use his powers
We let him fill Our needs
Now We are strong

And the road is coming to its end
Now the damned
have no time to make amends
No purse of token fortune
stands in Our way
The silent guns of love
will blast the sky
We broke the ruptured structure
built of age
Our weapons
were the tongues of crying rage

Where money stood
We planted seeds of rebirth
And stabbed the backs of fathers
Sons of dirt

Infiltrated business cesspools
Hating through Our sleeves
Yea,
and We slit the Catholic throat
Stoned the poor
on slogans such as

'Wish You Could Hear'
'Love Is All We Need'
'Kick Out The Jams'
'Kick Out Your Mother'
'Cut Up Your Friend'
'Screw Up Your Brother
or He'll Get You In the End'

And We Know the Flag of Love
is from Above
And We Can Force You to Be Free
And We Can Force You to Believe"

And I close my eyes
and tighten up my brain
For I once read a book
in which the lovers were slain
For they knew not the words
of the Free States' refrain
It said:
"I believe in the Power of Good
I Believe in the State of Love
I Will Fight
For the Right to be Right
I Will Kill
for the Good of the Fight
for the Right to be Right"

And I open my eyes to look around
And I see a child laid slain
on the ground
As a love machine lumbers
through desolation rows
Ploughing down man, woman,
listening to its command
But not hearing anymore
Not hearing anymore
Just the shrieks from the old rich

And I Want to Believe
In the madness that calls 'Now'
And I want to Believe
That a light's shining through
Somehow

And I Want to Believe
And You Want to Believe
And We Want to Believe
And We Want to Live
Oh, We Want to Live

We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live

I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live

I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live

Live
Live
Live