(09-17-2013, 05:04 PM)Cynicalabsurdance Wrote: They had Mastered Space and time travel in some distant Millennium before The Earths cooling .
In their way , the love for exploring , would eventually urge them into creating
a craft equipped to analyze all that they came in contact with on a Journey
into the vast unknown Universe .
An intense white Star gained their notice .
In orbit around that Star were a small group of Planets .
A perfect Lab Test .
Aboard the Craft were the Artist , Musicians , scientist , Anthropologist , Geologist ,
Techs of every Trade and Profession .
One Blue Planet in particular sparked a deep interest within them .
A Virtual Garden dressed in it's own Terrarium .
They set the craft into orbit around the planet and sent out scout ships to reconnoiter
The life forms residing in that World .
Blue is a Color that is perhaps the rarest in Nature , certainly the rarest
color for planets .
As a shiny object stands out in the darkness of a Blackened room ,
Earth stood out , catching their attention and imaginations .
She filled them with curiosity , for these , curiosity was the
driving force for each , it was Prime to why each of them were in the field
they chose .
They could not ignore the Planet and simply glide by and move on ,,
Earth was the exact pattern they sought in their quest .
covered in jungles , teaming with living beings , yes ,,,,,
a better subject to study , would be close to impossible to find .
Time travelers of space , they age infinitesimally , slower , almost undetectable ,,,
given that , they were afforded all the time they desired to study this Beautiful
life support platform .
Crowded with prospective specimens , the planet was a treasure , and they were excited
to have found this Treasure, and began to created habitats for themselves on the surface
of the Earth , to use in the long term .
The Free Spirits of this World
Don't believe in you
They Believe in what they create
not what you dictate
We believe we'll do
everything you hate
Live by the rules of infinite fools
who use lies to push the,,,,,,,,,,TOOLS
Not this hippie and not this time
The parameters you sale
create a living hell
those who refuse
you place in a cell
where you further abuse
as you feed the flames of hell
However , this is not one of those situations ,,,
not in the least ,,,,,,,,
actually , a situation such as this requires more like a soft Ear and a hard head .
In conversation :::: " Do you listen ,,,, or wait to speak ? "
Well Fifty years ago today , no one in my home would listen to me , everyone was
distracted by one of my older sister's Hysterical ravings ,,,
So they all missed out on watching a UFO take me aboard for the seventh or eighth
time in 3 years .
This time , this situation of today ,,, it's a bit touchy to speak of ,,,
being that no one today is listening to me again ,,,
for there are distractions such as texting on small cell devices going on all around me .
but what's touchy is the fact that I am not aboard a UFO at this moment , yet it seems
as though many people are out there in space ,,,,
I was bumped into today by a car driver who was texting ,,, this time I was afoot ,,
no ,,,,, I did not suffer any damage to the Physical Body ,,,
but was I ever so angry at the driver ,,,
for you see ,,,,
I had been run into by one other person who was texting while they walked ,,,
and another person had stopped dead in front of me to answer a text as I was
hurriedly racing for a toilet to pass a mass of shït from my ever so old anus ,,,
I 'bout shït on their shoes for that one ,,,
But anyway ,,
back to the situation I was referring to ,,,
Have you noticed that people have no clue anymore ?
Like where I am at the moment ,,,,
there is this heinous ass phazer music playing ,,, I think it may be Hip Hop ,,,
or just some F_CKED UP noise some Moron put on disc and plays over the radio ,,,
anyway , whatever it is ,, IT SUCKS SHEET HARD
and everyone around me is oblivious to it ,,,,
I mean ,, sheet ,,,, it is annoying as all Hades man
and people here do not seem to even notice it ,,,
I am inches away from giving some geek Necked a$$ pimple a good CHOKE ,,,
and about to spit blood , cause I cannot believe people actually sign people to
a label to sing through a Phaser and put it over the airwaves and cause
the world to hear such shitty crap
Now where's that UFO when I really NEED to get off this Planet ?
Who TEXT and listen to that shitty phaser music ,,, and then when they look up
from the cell device ,,,,,,,,,,
you can see nothing in their eyes but glaze from the phase ,,,
Holy Dip a D_CK IN SH_T MAN !
ZOMBIES ,,,,, !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
" Well ,,, there pulls aside your mind
a perfect reflection
inside a perfect defined line
Opens your eyes ,,,, where you've yet to see
caution fades into sighs
and the feel of just being
comes into you ,,,
as you melt into being
Sometimes takes an age or two
sometimes it just naturally comes to you
sometimes you have to listen soft and easy
sometimes it hits you hard
hard as can be
In your time
is when it comes
and not before
you cannot rush
nor can you force the door
you one day just turn
and there it is , glowing like Epiphany
and your free
~~~~ ( Chorus ) ~~~~
Walk to be
wake to see
walk to be
ah so free
~~~~~~ second verse ~~~~~~~
Well the pull of the tide
the pull of the tide ,, feel it coming in
change ,,, within ,,, feel it comin' in
Dawn a breaking ,,, Sun Rise to smile upon you
it's a new and different day
for all that's gone before
is laid to rest
you've made the grade
and past your test
welcome home Babe
your on your own
and ,,,,,,, free
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ More later ~~~~~~~~~~
there is a side note for every event in your life
these small notes , with faded text , usually remain out of your thoughts
after a long while has passed ,,
unless they go with an event that has left you scarred , physically , emotionally , or psychologically .
Those that have , are written deeper than the rest ,
at a depth that should in some way , touch you in a very profound manner ,
so profound as to be life changing for you .
I have a disproportionate stack of those side notes , comparatively speaking ,,,
comparatively ???? No ,,, more as in actuality ,,,
for damned few people have walked face first into shock value events as I have ,,
very damned few people indeed .
As I napped today , my mind fell into the small reservoir where those side notes are stored
behind dark heavy curtains in my mind .
As I awoke , pure deep dark black dread overcame me ,, cussing out loud and near a rage ,
I elbowed my way up through the crowd of inner monsters that attempted to keep
me in the sleep state ,,,
Confessing to myself as I rose , that most of these evil bastards were my own spawn .
Out of this ,,, I have a few side notes now forefront in my mind ,,,
One of which I'll re-read and write down here a little later on ..
Seventy percent of my time is spent alone somewhere .
In solitude , I get a hell of a lot of deep thinking done .
Once while squatting on a rather large boulder in a Desert Mountain Range of
Arizona , watching the fluffs of clouds in the blue skies ,,,
I happen to bring my eyes down and out across the ground before me .
There , about 3 yards out in front of me , was a Rock with a shadow that caused it to have
the facial expression of a critical human mind , that might be pondering the necessity
of facial hair on Apes.
I mused a moment on my new friend the thinker Rock as i thought of it .
Chuckled , then spit and laughed , I asked the Thinker ::::::
" Did you , as I have , come for the quietude here ? "
Thinker Rock did not spit back , just sat there and pondered a moment my question .
I looked up and pass the thinker ,,, thinking to myself ,,, : " Self , give the man a few moments ,,, he looks stoneed ,,,"
Made sense to me at the time ,,, you know what i mean ?
Thinker tipped a nostril toward the incoming breeze , and gave me a blue eyed wink
to confirm his meaning ,,,
I said , " Ah , yes , I see ,,, the breeze is funneled into this spot by these other brothers
of yours ,,, yes ,, good spot here ,, I understand "
Corner of thinkers mouth at the one side , seemed to tilt it's way skyward a bit ,,
and I took that as a sign that i had caught his meaning ,,
Pleased with both of us , thinker Rock relaxed and waited for whatever I may state next .
" Did you bake this morning ? " I asked him .
A stoney frown grew upon his stiff lips
" Well I said ,, it's just that I wondered if you had smoked Weed today ,, you ,,
well shït ,,, you do look stoned you know ,,, i mean ,, so stoned your head ,,
looks like a Rock even "
Thinker spun his back side to me ,,
great, only friend in this area , just met him ,,, and already I've offended ,, shït ! "
Look here ,,, I said ,, man it isn't that i am being an a$$ ,, You do look stoned is all ,,
understand , I am not trying to hurt your feelings ,,, just making conversation ,, you know "
Thinker set still as a stone ,,,, for too long a time actually ,,,
I cleared my throat and waited ,,,,
" excuse me ,, if you like ,,, I'll leave "
Thinker stood up , turned to me ,, hard rock stare to his cold eyes ,,,,,,,
Cleared his mind and sight ,, and replied :
" Good man , surely you understand that I must be circumspect of a wild hair and eyed
person as yourself ,, who talks to Rocks and believes they will respond to him "
" I hope you understand , that for me to even respond to you , would be insanity ,,
correct ? "
Slightly beyond my grasp was a wisdom hiding behind a cracked door in my mind ,,
and laughing at me ,,,
The hiding Wisdom spoke up with : " he's stone dead correct about that Rog' "
Gawd ,,, nothing can burn your a$$ so bad,,, as to have your own mind work against you .
I flicked an unlit Cigarette that I'd been holding for over a few hours ,, at a smaller rock
and hit it ,,,
" Came here to stop this kinda thing ,, you guys know that right ? "
I mean ,,, reason I come out here Thinker , is to get away from my mind for a while ,,
not to have it remain and harass me further ,,, right Mr. Thinker Rock ? "
The Hiding Wisdom spoke up : " Don't listen to him Mr. Thinker ,,
he lost his mind years ago ,,, he's crazy "
Long held sigh now came out of my Nose as I looked away to the South to see
how long the evening Shadows had grown ,,, too long is what I saw .
Thinker Rock spoke from a side crack in his stoney face : " Yes , Indeed , I concur ,,
" He must be crazy to talk to rocks and expect them to acknowledge him "
Thinker Rock went on with :
" Will he depart soon , I have to get my rest you know "
I just slid down off the backside of the Boulder and sang my way back to my Jeep ,,
ignoring my mind and the Wisdom that hides from me , as they both began to crack up .
I saw my hand extend to my jeeps Door handle ,,, and cussed my mind and Wisdom for cracking up ,,, threatened to have them both committed , and yelled : " SHTFU " at them both .
My mind screamed out in anguish , to absolutely no avail of course , I know how my mind works , and it's little melodramas are bullshit .
Hoping if I ignored my mind ,, it would simply drift off and get lost for good .
I even told my mind to get lost ,,,
it took me seriously ,,,
Haven't really seen my mind around in all these past gone years since then ,
can't really say as I miss it either ,,,
cause honestly ,,,,,,,,, my mind was a pain in my ass for years ,,,
I'm glad it's gone ,,, F_ck it ,,, it can stay gone for all I care .
more room in my head without it around ,,,
so piss on my mind , I hope it flips out and breaks it's goddamed neck .
Man, I personally love a good cause , something that gets the blood to boil , is always
a favorite as causes go .
In a cause , , it is not required that you be right .
You are right in your mind , no matter how wrong you may be in other peoples sight .
and that is the Catalyst of a CAUSE !
the feeling and conviction that " YOU " are " RIGHT "
In America Today , as compared to past generations ,,, Americans have lost their
Fewer today have the passion for a GOOD CAUSE , as they did years ago .
Like the " Occupy Movement "
Take that for a moment ,,,
It lacked a total National PASSION ,,,,,, for the CAUSE
Fat over breeding Mexicans and other shiftless coward immigrants , ignore such movements as something that is not their concern .
50 million immigrants in this country , deludes the population's cohesiveness by 50 million .
50 million non joiners out of 310 million citizens is a huge dent .
Now that they are done taking all the Jobs no one wanted ,,,
I certainly would love for them to go back home and take their old jobs back .
The entry level jobs they have taken , use to be the Jobs our high school graduates
use to be able to take .
But now since those jobs are sucked up by ass wipe Immigrants .
the U.S. Teen has to get a Job in the U.S. Military .
where they are used for weapons to invade other countries , whose citizens will
afterward immigrate to the U.S. and take the Jobs of the Vets and their Children .
Gawd I love a Good Cause .
A Cause filled with Passion .
If only the Citizens of the U.S. would get up some Passion and drive a cause to throw the
Immigrants out of the country ,,,
we may be able to stop the Gov'. from enlisting young people into death traps
like the Military .
For if the Young U.S. Citizen could get a private sector job , they would probably not join the
and then the Global Elitist ,,,
would be shït out of luck for an invasion force to glean natural resources through
But ,,,, that is how the U.S. got it's start ,,, by Murder and robbery of the Red Peoples .
Stupid to think they will ever change that habit .
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