"You say you want a revolution a communal evolution to be a part of the solution maybe I'll be seeing you around."

Tis a new year in the eyes of Society and here in the land of the slave home of the fee we have a new president a symbol of change. And yet I silly prophet of Shakti can see only more of the same as humanity seems lost to some sick fantasy. A Fantasy that we no longer dance with Innocence in that lost garden of the Goddess of prehistory. It is all about me me me and a perverted decadence as the industrial world sucks the blood out of the Mother herself and true community is indeed hard to find. So many are lost to their dis-ease and desires, and can not see the Beauty of Shakti. And yet I too dream of a better day and can only hope change is to come and I as Woody below feel like an alien creature for which there is no earthly explanation and I try so hard you see to refuse this mad collective dream that is destroying us all and teach forever the power of love and only pray that this vision that burns my soul can come to be.

And so I leave you with the poetry and video from Thoughts from Within. For you see many of us have been called by the Divine Mother herself to show womb-man kind a better way, for it is the only way if we are to survive as a species. And I can only wonder why as I have fought this fight for all of my adult life why so few can see how beautiful it all could be if only we could learn to love and spend eternity embraced by the Goddess of our Imagination, dancing forever in that lost Garden of Innocence a garden I see as humanities only true reality.

I sometimes feel like an alien creature
for which there is no earthly explanation
Sure I have human form
walking erect and opposing digits,
but my mind is upside down.
I feel like a run-on sentence
in a punctuation crazy world.
and I see the world around me
like a mad collective dream.



An endless stream of people
move like ants from the freeway
cell phones, pc's, and digital displays
"In Money We Trust,"
we'll find happiness
the prevailing attitude;
like a genetically modified irradiated Big Mac
is somehow symbolic of food.



Morality is legislated
prisons over-populated
religion is incorporated
the profit-motive has permeated all activity
we pay our government to let us park on the street
And war is the biggest money-maker of all
we all know missile envy only comes from being small.



Politicians and prostitutes
are comfortable together
I wonder if they talk about the strange change in the weather.
This government was founded by, of, and for the people
but everybody feels it
like a giant open sore
they don't represent us anymore
And blaming the President for the country's woes
is like yelling at a puppet
for the way it sings
Who's the man behind the curtain pulling the strings?



A billion people sitting watching their TV
in the room that they call living
but as for me
I see living as loving
and since there is no loving room
I sit on the grass under a tree
dreaming of the way things used to be
Pre-Industrial Revolution
which of course is before the rivers and oceans, and skies were polluted
before Parkinson's, and mad cows
and all the convoluted cacophony of bad ideas
like skyscrapers, and tree paper, and earth rapers
like Monsanto and Dupont had their way
as they continue to today.





This was Pre-us
back when the buffalo roamed
and the Indian's home
was the forest, and God was nature
and heaven was here and now
Can you imagine clean water, food, and air
living in community with animals and people who care?



Do you dare to feel responsible for every dollar you lay down
are you going to make the rich man richer
or are you going to stand your ground
You say you want a revolution
a communal evolution
to be a part of the solution
maybe I'll be seeing you around.

"as for me I see living as loving and since there is no loving room I sit on the grass under a tree dreaming of the way things used to be"