Rainbow Serpent.

Here's to the year of the dragon

rainbow serpent rising up from the sea

 Here's to the year of the dragon 

 Empire crumbles and the people go free

 

The Order of Motion.

The Order of Motion.

True order is nothing fixed or stagnant, but is rather based on motion...the gyration of positive and negative elements around the nucleus of an atom, the orbit of planets around the sun...Order, on a micro and macro-cosmical level is based on motion...centrifical and centrifugal...days and nights, tides and seasons...time itself is based on the centrifical and centrifugal Order of the Cosmos...

Ship-wrecked Pilgrims

Clinging desperatly to the driftwood timbers...ruins of a temple long destroyed ...built and rebuilt from the ruins... imagining the sky beneath a giant hand... the ship wrecked pilgrims with solitary hands reaching out under the fog for solidarity...clinging to ancient myths... binding themselves together under the solemn observance of the past... prostrating themselves before the graven images of their fore fathers... clinging desparatly to thier ideals and convictions, nostalgic for the past and fearful of the future... they are blinded for straining to see a god beyond the sun... lost in a sea of illusion.. waiting for the sky to part... and fighting for the promised land.

we've all been ripped off, robbed and lied to... Everybody's gotta story to tell... but in the end its you my friend... that chooses your own hell.

Shephards Empire

Every pyramid needs a pinnacele, a king needs a throne...The very nature and structure of empire is based on this diestic thought. Laws are based on the pretense of a lord or master that rules on a throne with an iron sceptor, Empires allude to a centralized extra terrestrial being that rules on a throne above the heavens, who alone possesses the "knowledge of good and evil" Empires are the result of mythologies that have super-imposed themselves over the natural, historical, and cultural realities...False authority structures are created, ordained by mythological deities, and the mechanical order is imposed on the minds of the people thru various forms of phsycological manipulation and cohersive and violent force... the sustanance of the empire depends on the monopolization of the mass conciousness, the thourough and complete lobotomy of the massess...Empires are the result of the domestication of man...The will and spirit of man-kind has been broken, he is a sheep in need of a shepherd.

" God requires blood for the remission of sins... the young virgins are divided among the ranks of the soldiers...the high priest recieves the choicest cuts of the meat...All hail the God of Abel!

God is the illusion of control, a proverbial fence around the meadow, a mechanical barrier that interupts the natural cycle of life. The shepard is a tyrant that lives in defiance of the natural order of the cosmos...setting his throne above the earth, he claims possession over that which he has no right to own, imposing his false authority over the land and its inhabitants...violating the free will of his brothers and sisters. The shephard is an allegory for tyranny, a metaphorical representaion of the dark fragmentations of the ego...the will to power, the desire to control... symptoms of fear.

Craving

Craving, desperatly to express our innermost thoughts and feelings, longing to escape the throes of isolation...desiring above all to be understood and accepted by our family and friends...we are constantly reminded that we are a mere parcel of a larger whole...I am the world... a channel of a universal consiousness that emanates from the universal soul... a ray of sunshine... Love is God...Love is Truth...there can be no Order without Love... Love is the awareness of One... Justice without Love is In-justice, without Love any authority is false...

the world, a stage

The world is a stage and we all must play a part...each day we donn a costume and put on a mask...we write our own lines...add lib and fornicate, mental masterbation at the very least...Frankenstein aint got nothing on this we've created the beast...strip malls and dot coms dispensing drugs to soccer moms...we're drowning in a sea of mis-guided hate, yuppies hippies,tranny's, gangstas cops and grannies...tea-parties and drunken orgies on the city hall lawn down-town...everybody's raging internally lets burn this shit down... how the fuck did it come down to this... roaming thru these city streets I smell victory and piss...Inhale, Exhale...the world is ours. You are Free...just as free as you always wanted to be...Do what you will, harm none in the process...respect the sovereinty of each and every human being and bow down to no gods or masters...we have been oppressed and scorned and enslaved and imprisoned for to long... Now is the time to rise up.

The Desert.

The moon is her muse and the sun is her soul. grains of sand, sparkles of moonlight, and that rainbow...it goes all the way around... Shadows of moonlight reflected on canyon walls...ever changing pictographs...spirits changing form and substance...rising like plumes of smoke from the fire... burn to ashes...returning dust to dust...She lends herself to vions transcending time, space, and reason... soaring like a hawk above the pyramids of pharoahs... Shitting on the heads of those who dare to place their thrones above the earth... Mocking the tyrants who claim to possess the knowledge of good and evil... She herself is a reflection of Devinity... a testimony that there is no God higher than the Sun...To the Sun have we come and to the Sun we shall return...

Solidified Ghosts, Articulate Zombies.

...spare some change for the cold, hungry and oppressed, mentally unstable products of this unsustainable in-human machine that feeds on blood and dinosaur bones and wipes its ass with the trees... a snake that chases its own tail and swallows himself whole...A closed system ruled by a false and mechanical order that is the epitome of chaos itself.

Crucifiction.

Self destruction in the name of self-rightous ego indulgence...a maniacle display of martyrdom...bomb strapped to the chest...holding a knife to the neck of a pig in a bulletproof vest...anialation of self, in the afterlife invest...
we all must walk our own path, find our own redemption, seek out our own salvation, and pay for our own sins...
The Devil is an illusion, a fragmented representation of my self, deformed and diseased... my own ego, that lingering ghost, it creeps into my dreams and haunts my visions...The Devil is within.

God is the foundation for empire.

God is the personification of nationalistic fascism, the collective pride of an arrogant tribe, God is an excuse for genocide...God is a scape-goat, a mascot for a regime of war-mongering tyrants bent on possession and control of land and rescources... In the name of God they subject their demonic will over the earth and her children.

Empires are founded on the foundation of suserviance to this God. Every Empire has its God and its priesthood...Every Empire has its Masters and Slaves, Sheep and Shephards...the very structure and nature of empire depends on the illusion of a diety that rules over the sun.

Empires are illusions created by the dreams of those who lust for power... they project their dream images...they impose their will over the landscape and the imaginations of their subjects over whom they rule with an iron rod...with rod and staff the shepherd drives the sheep into submission, shearing and slaughtering them one by one, starting with the firstborn spotless, blameless lamb.

many have dared to dream their own dream and many have dreamt alone and have been crucified for their dream...when we dream together, we create reality.

God is merely a personification of the institutionalization of society. God represents the foundation of a mechanical order, an evil system based on the law of a lord that requires blood for the remission of sins. God is the root of an unsustainable government that is destructive by nature and depends on violent and cohersive force to perpetuate itself.

The illusion of 'need' is the friend of greed...a perversion of our true desire.

In the vortex of this corporate state, those who choose not to participate in the maniacle consumption of natural rescources, those who refuse to strap their bodies to the corporate plow, those who do not relinquish their divinity to take their place as a cog in the wheels of an imperialistic war machine are marginalized, victimized, osteresized, and persecuted in the name of Law and Order.

Law is a weapon, brandished by the hands of Tyrants, a false authority that depends on war, violence and oppression of the people to sustain its reign over the land, rescources, and population within the arbitrary borders of their illusory kingdom.