The production of corruption,

The eruption, and destruction,

who wants die?



The election, is selection.

No losers, save fo' the voters.

The election, is deception.

And '08 gonna bring us a brand new boss.

Same as the old boss.

When the government's for hire you can't believe in nothing but

yourself.

Take a chance, do a dance,

get up off your asses and read a book.

Turn off the T.V. , Turn on with Huxely

Get down with Bradbury.

Respect, Dissect, Infect, and kill Debts.

You aren't doing anything but holding down yourself.

State defines:

Insanity

a degree of mental malfunctioning sufficient to relieve the accused of legal responsibility for the act committed.

Boom.

Now you're scared.

Now we're there.

Getting to the place where even you might be prepared

to stand up,

for the right,

to speak the truth,

instead of lies.

An institution of delusion and Bill O'reiley is

the motha fuckin' Doc.

Get elusive, get conclusive,

start looking into shit for yourself.

Or if not for you,

for the kids,

a generation to be enslaved to the highest bid?

Fuck no.

I won't go.

Fuck no.

I won't go.

I won't go.

Out like that.

I'm a fighter,

and a lover,

but I don't see no other way in which we'd expect to win.

Except to speak out, speak loud, and go to jail if you must.

It's still up to us.

To keep this country the way it was originally inteded to be,

Fucking Free.

FREE.

A free, country,

where I can call the government a serpent and not get thrown into locks,

with no keys.

Please,

Please tell me this is getting through to you.

Please tell me that what you're gonna do,

is start thinking for yourself,

and stop believing their "truths."

Cause I got news, for you,

News, with some clues, but if you snooze, you're gonna fuckin' looze.

Hendrix said:

When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will truely know peace.

R.I.P.

Let's hope that day will come,

until then, I'm just gonna hum

this little number,

this little wonder,

that if it does anything more then just entertain,

I hope it explains, all the restraints,

that are about to come down on you

and me.

And we're both one, with humanity.

So get down with boogie, and stand up to this groove,

I'm hoping when you read this it puts you in a better mood.

Cause life won't be this "good", if we elect another dude,

or chick,

or any other prick,

who's going to promise us security and end up getting slick,

with all the power.

And that's what it's about.

To controll the masses and keep you on your asses,

watching t.v.,

on your HD,

killing just ain't as sweet unless it's defined in ultra-realism.

Complete surrealism.

Dreaming of the next thing you need to buy,

thing you want to sell.

Has it ever occured you're sellin your soul?

Your nikes,

were made in factories,

by 5 year old kids on their knees,

but hey, they gotta make their cheese too.

But I digress,

I must confess,

it's the stress,

it's driving me crazy.

The lies, I despise,

the most,

are the ones believed by the millions watching,

our host.

He'll be back tomorrow night at 7 with a whole new batch of stories,

and fables,

and he'll be able,

to convince you,

that 19 guys who couldn't fly a single engine prop plane,

accomplished their mission,

under the submission,

of this scary diety Allah.

I sense by this time I've rambled too long to end this as good as it started so...

















shame,

to the people,

the sheeple,

who will go out on election day,

and hire us a new puppet.

Gotta love it.

Get above it.

And open your eyes.

And the eyes of everyone you know.

It'll start slow,

and then begin to flow,

and before long....


Dominoes.


.knowledge is power. - Sir Francis Bacon

Written by: Sam Simmons.