listen hard to the silence.

Listen hard to the silence

 

Feel the thunder deep inside

 

Peer into the shadows

 

while the moon pulls in the tide

 

see thru the illusions

 

Laugh until they dissappear

 

Live only for the moment

 

choose love over fear.

Lamentations... Track List

Lamentations.

Down in the Swamp
Daddy Why?
No Tengo Secretos
Better Way
Listen
Dust me Off
Preachers' Son
Thru it All
Time
How far have we gone?
This is for the Children.
Rain Hat
Evil World

BJD&Me... Track List

Buddha, Jesus, and the Devil and Me.

Standing next to the devil
I'll be your Jesus
Baby Buddha Bobble-Head
Scrap Metal
Hallelluia
Cosmic Fiery Coal
BJDM
WWJD
Snake in a bottle
last time i was here
shouldaboughta...
Technicolor Jesus
Running from the Devil.

Blueprints... Track List

Blueprints for a Revolution

Love 

The Beat Goes On

Nobody's Knockin

Utopian from Utopia

Hero

Soldiers Song

America

Precious Bride

Rainbow Over Zion

Big Top

Joe Blue Collar

Tyranny

Hand in Hand

Into the Sun... Track List.

Into the Sun
Into the Sun
Summer Night
Shine down on me
Beautiful Day
Hide-Away
Someday
Angela
My Everything
Palace Beyond the Sky
Sanctuary
Your Breath
Evaporation
Fall
Too Close to the Edge.

Rainy Tuesday...Track List.

Rainy Tuesday

Rainy Tuesday
I Sing
Mallory
Sing a Song for Me
Katrina
Slow Ride
Captivating
Tuxedo Man
Smile
Turn Around
I Adore You
Love of  the Game
Though Your Gone
Why do I?
I try to hold on
Everybody needs an angel sometimes
Sappy Love Song

Me and the Road... Track List.

Me and the Road and Mary Jane.

Poor White Boy

Guitar Guys
Brand New World
Motel Albequerqe
Rock n Roll Lullubies
Old Restless Feeling
Inez
Me and the Road and Mary-Jane
Jenny
Sacked
Angel Wings
This Time Around
James Dean
Happy Sunday

Mechanical Caricatures.

Temples rebuilt from the ruins of the old...

Myths and Fables...

Laws written in stone, bound around their children's necks...

Beasts yoked to the plow, muzzled from the grain they tread...

virgin slaves saved from the slaughter to stomp your grapes

and bear your bastard children whom you exile into the barren lands...

The High Priest receives the choicest cuts of meat 

as the shepherd leads them to the slaughter.

Be a cog in the wheel, turn the gears of our machine

or we'll grind you into hamburger meat.

To Have, and to Have Not.

Society tends to separate its citizens into two catagories; the Have's and the Have Not's. 

being penniless in a society that is squarely centered around dollars doesn't make any sense.

Money makes the world go round and if you're broke you are left out of the circle.

Their book says: "To him who Has, more will be given the same; but to him who has Not...even what little he has will be taken away from him."

Blood, Ink and Paper.

In a society that was built atop a religious ideology that is based on a god that requires blood for the remmission of sins it is only natural that Uncle Sam should require money for the right to exist. The requirement of blood sacrifice from the old days has been replaced with notes of legal tender today, but the concept is the same... The Lord requires 10 percent of your first-fruits for the temple tithe and Uncle Sam takes a quarter of your check for taxes.

The Fore-father of the Illuminati.

Contrary to what they would like you to think, there is a secret organization that controls the banks, runs the stock market, writes the laws and wages wars. This organization is as old as Moses. In fact, Moses was the forefather of what is now the Illuminati. It was he that wrote the Torah (the first 5 books of the "Holy Bible.") the first thing Moses did in the Torah is to establish a centralized source of power. (YHWHY -translated as THE LORD by King James.) Secondly, he created duality ie. god and the devil, Cain and Abel; Ishmael and the latter 12 sons born of father Abraham, Jews and Gentiles, good and evil.
Third, he made Law (the ten commandments), and waged war, and claimed possession of land and resources.
The Torah of Moses is the blueprints for a Religio-political system based on possession of land and resources by a certain tribe ruled by an elite priest-hood under the rule of a god in whose name sacrifices were received, wars fought, and laws written and enforced.
The Torah is a constitution of a fascist totalitarian nation, It is the manifesto of a socio-path bent on world domination. The Old Testament is a collection of fables, myths and historical accounts of occupation, fascist propaganda perpetuated by a small group of greedy men,  it is a bogus deed to a prized piece of land.
The Illuminati believe very strongly in the words of the Torah and the responsibility of "God's Chosen" to "Rule over the Nations". They take their mission very seriously and will stop at nothing short of world domination in their zealous fervor to expand the territory of their regime over the globe.

Mystykle Fairy-tales...

Illusions of the Mind.

The massess of children have been led astray by mythologies devised by devils...

Indoctrinated by fables designed by evil men.

Domesticated like beasts of burden we are led to the slaughter one by one

by blind faith we are led by powers, principalities and rulers over darkness...

Shephards we've elected and idols we've erected by our own hands...

Brick by brick, stone by stone...

the slaves have built the temples...

towers to the sky...

over heaven and earth the Lord reigns Supreme...

The roof of the temple is built upon the pillars of what is the most basest and bestial traits of human nature...

Greed.

Pride.

Hate.

and FEAR.

and like all temples yours will crumble and return to the dust from which it came...

All of Samsara is nothing but a black hole... a snake chasing it's own tail ...

All that you are and all that you have left behind is the dance of Shiva atop the castles of sand alit with the fires of Kali and fiery coals of flaming Lucifer that bright and Morning Star...

Your Father is the Devil!

You have turned my fathers house into a den of theives...

the theif breaks in and steals while the bandits raid outside.

You have created your own gods and devils...

you have invented your own heaven and claimed the authority of a god that rules over the sky...

and you have made your bed in hell...

brick by brick you built the temples from the ruins of the old

stone by stone you built your towers to the sky

You shed blood in the name of your Lord

who over the heavens and earth reigns on high...

Your father is the Devil!

he will be cast into the depths of Hades from atop his throne he has places over the earth...

He will be sodomized with the rod and staff that he shephards over my people with...

and impaled by the iron rod that he rules over the nations...

As sure as the natural laws of gravity your empire will crumble...

what goes up must come down...

Something to Believe In.

the more I search for truth...

the more lies I find...

I just want to have something to believe in.

my head keeps on spinning

it's enough to blow my mind...
I just want to have something to believe in.

I just want you.
I want to get inside of you.
all I want from you
is some-one to believe in.
Believe in me.
I will Believe in you.
All I have to give is something to Believe in.

Hypocritical Religious Humanist

Anyone who leans on the understanding of man endowed by the authority of the state to prescribe synthetic drugs fabricated by man

while simultaneously demonzing a medicinal herb created by God that has been used for eons to expand consiousness and explore spirituality is clearly a Secular Humanist whose 'faith' is nothing more than a blind trust in the arbitrary authority of man-made institutions and the safety, comfort and security that law and order provide for him.

His religion is shallow and hypocritical as the pharisees and sadducees to whom Jesus said "Your father is the Devil."

He told his diciples that if they were to be a part of his 'kingdom' their 'religion' must exceed that of the pharisees that were addicted to law, whose morality was a mechanical construct rather than originating from the heart... He advocated an organic, post-conventional morality rather than a pious list of laws... he said you want 'law'? look after the widow and the orphan in their distress.love your neighbor as yourself... Love is Law. He said I did not come to remove one dot or tittle from the law but to abolish it completely... he knocked over the tables of the money changers selling sacrificial animals to atone for the law saying you've turned my father's house into a den of theives... Jesus knew that Law is a weapon in the hand of the oppressors to maintain their selfish ends and took it upon himself as an obligation to break amoral laws... picking heads of grain from the priests fields, healing on the sabbath, ect.
He hung out with the out-casts of society and condemned the pious, hierarchy addicted weasels of the church who gave their tithes to the temple, followed all the rules, made sacrifices to the priest, and prayed loud obnoxious prayers in the courts. He wasn't a good little Jew boy that minded all the rules, in contrast he was a rebel and a dissenter that was crusified for his blasphemy against their god that required blood for the remission of sins.

The Sacred Doctrine of Dualism.

Dualism is the main ingredient in the philosophy of the christian. they have seperated god from man, man from woman, jew from gentile,believer from unbeliever, flesh from spirit, and set them against each other in a never ending dual of good and evil and they claim to have the only conditions for surrender and surrender is neccesary according to them...they see the world in terms of "Good" and "Evil" and they claim to have the market cornered on the truth so they are the only one's qualified to judge who is who and which is which and that is their main occupation...they serve the "One true God" who is the only scource of genuine Love and "salvation" and any other is just a cheap imitation if it does not fall under the brand name of their god...they are obsessed with name and form and the dualism of good and evil...everthing under the sun is compartmentalized under those two headings and several more headings and subheadings to boot...they see the world as boxes within boxes and that is what their "church" has become...denominations...demon-nations...boxes within boxes within boxes...when everthything is compartmentalized and seperated it is easy for hypocracy witch is another main ingredient in their philosophy...certain drugs are acceptable while others are sinful...fighting over material goods for purely selfish gain is sinful unless you are a world superpower dominating a "3rd world'" country...their faith is based on the presupposition that god required blood for the remisssion of sins so bloodshed, namely law and punishment and the rewards of heaven or damnation of hell is the main pillar of their faith leading to fear, guilt, and condemnation...their maniacle dualism seems to have bred into them a propensity for war...the old testament is a documentation of the history of the tribes of isreal and their zionistic conquests of the promised land, control and possession of land...most of their hyms are some variation of a battle cry or a proclamation of surrender...they are constantly fighting for the faith and taking a stand on issues and warring against the enemy...they even are at war within themselves...they constantly battle btwn. flesh and spirit...surrendering their will and giving their heart to god are the main tenants of their faith...they have a herd mentality that requires the aid of a shephard to lead them.

Yawhway and Uncle Sam.

Uncle Sam wants you!

Join the Army

Cash in on genocide.

Make peace with God

salute the flag

and bow down to the Devil.

He's spreading his disease 

in nations overseas

be a soldier for the cause

take over their land and make them obey

all of our statutes and laws

Regret only that you have one life to give

although there is many to take

there is no greater love than to lay your soul down

for Yawhway and Uncle Sams sake.

 

 

Commitment.

Commitment is over-rated.

Your better off committed to a mental institution than to be committed to something that's driving you crazy.

...Bitches be trippin.

I try to hold on...

You're just as fucked up as I am baby

and maybe even further gone

I try to hold on 

but you just fall right thru my hands.

I always fall for the fallen angels

searching for the promised land 

I try to hold on
but you just fall right thru my hands.

I'm gonna grow a garden.

Im gonna grow a garden

burn your money up in smoke

I'll laugh at your illusions

and I'll take another toke

 

I'll build my house on sacred ground

nothing but family all around

living simple, one day at a time

Ain't got no reason

but I got a Ryme.

Fuck.

Fuck your money

Fuck your status

you can keep your wealth and fame.

Fuck your Gods

and your nations

It's all just a fucking game.

Fuck your Education

Fuck your fancy clothes

Fuck your plastic blonde-haired Nazi Jesus

that you claim to know.

Fuck your guns and badges

Fuck your bombs and wars

Fuck your flags and institutions

nothing but Love can even the score.

The Choir Master of the Mind.

Music is a medium 

a portal 

channelling energy from within and without

drawing from the gyration of the spheres.

Where there is Peace

it flows like a river to the sea

but where there is chaos

a minor chord is struck

and the chorus is dissonance.

Rythym, Harmoney and Ryme

within a measure of time

the dance of notes around a beat

spaces between sublime

The empires are built and destroyed to the melody and time

of the Choir Master of the Mind.

Rightous Rebellion.

Rebellion is Righteous in the face of oppression

The Truth is Love and Love will set us free

Love is the only Authority.

Every Empire needs both a priest and a king to stand

God and State they go hand in hand

Empires will crumble and kings will fall

someday The Sun will swallow us all

We all build our own machine where we're the wizard at the wheel.

...juggling like a clown on a uni-cycle.

Here in the Barren Lands.

...they grind the rocks into gravel 

with hammers forged from the ore mined from the earth

moving mountains that reach to the stars that they have mapped and charted according to their route around The Sun. 

They drill and dig the earth and they build towers to the sky.

Here in the Barren Lands.

Steel, Iron, and Glass

Guns, Diamonds, and Gold

building castles and temples from the ruins of the old

The earth and her children have been bought and sold

Here in the Barren Lands.

You slashed and burned the forest to graze your sheep

by the still waters as my children weep

You plunder our villages and pillage our camps

you've bashed our babies heads against walls we've built with our own hands

Here in the Barren Lands.

 Empires and gods made in the image of man
the seeds you have sown will be reaped by your hand
bow to your knees and prepare to stand

Here in the Barren Lands.

All Hail the God of Abel.

Lord knows I ain't no prophet

and I ain't no prophet's Son

I'm just travlin down the highway 

trying to have myself some fun

I've got whiskey on my breath

and women on my mind

searching for that garden

someday i hope i'll find

Yes Mam I know Jesus

I saw him just the other day

he was holding up a cardboard sign 

said something bout judgment day.

There's a church on every corner 

and a pawnshop down the road

open every day cept sunday 

to buy your guns diamonds and gold

and the christians fill up their SUV's 

with dead baby juice from brown babies overseas

and they haul their scrap metal to the smelter

The Sunday School boys are standing in line

to get a gold star by their names

Sheep sheared and shorn

slaves they were born

enlisted as pawns in their game

They pay their taxes tithes and dues

early on sunday they shine their shoes 

and they pray to the lord on their knees

...their Grand-Master

Uncle Sam  your scrap metal

to build more guns, bullets and bombs

Uncle Sam wants your scrap metal

take your metal to the smelter

All Hail x3

All Hail the God of Abel

Union Station.

I get off the train and scoop some change from the fountain

bus-fare, a cup of coffee somewhere in a dark cafe

where I may... perchance meet the girl of my dreams

...though it seems I'm destined to wander alone in the cold, cold rain.
Everbody needs an angel sometimes
tonight I was hoping you would be mine.

and I've got this pain

aching in my chest 

I need a bullet-proof vest

I think the devil is shooting at me

the stink eye from the passers by sends a shiver up my spine

as I'm thumbing for a ride

there has got to be some kind of way out of here.
Everybody needs an angel sometimes.
tonight I was hoping
you would be mine.
Lonely, Sad, and Lost
Feel like I want to Die
Ah but then I get so high
at least three kinds of crazy
and prone to siezures too
I wouldn't get too close
if i were you.
Everybody needs an angel sometimes
tonight I was hoping that you would be mine.

I'll Be Your Jesus.

Never been one to lead or follow

satisfied to be a fly on the wall

don't try to hold me down to nothing 

I'll be there when you call my name

I'll Be Your Jesus

I'll heal you from the inside 

I'll take away your pain

I'll pour my offering on your alter

Thunder Lightening and Rain

I'll Be Your Jesus.

I ain't your Monkey on a string.

I ain't your monkey on a string

I ain't your puppet on a stick

you think you can lead me around all over town like a dog by my dick

you better rearrange your way of thinking cuz it makes me sick.

You best know your role

Im in control

Don't mind the time 

try to unwind

rest in my arms 

take a hit of this bong

I'll sing you a song

we'll make love all night long

Rest in my arms.

Ancestor Spirits.

We acknowledge our ancestors and summon their spirits to give us wisdom in times of tribulation.

The soul is found where the spirit wanders... not where the body lies.

My ribs cage a bird preparing to fly... Into the Sun.

Drops of rain fall from heavy clouds and soak into the ground

watering the lilies

quenching the thirst of the damned

as the flowers and the trees reach up toward the sky

Evaporation is Completion.

Gray Matter.

Gray matter

empty and full

storm clouds and brain waves

Day-dreams, Nightmares and Premonitions

Confessions, Laments and battle crys

Prayers of the Damned

Death Songs of the Martyrs

Their blood cries out from the ground

Wailing from beneath the alter

REDEMPTION

While the goats watch from afar...

Reduced to slaves, beggars, scavengers and theives...

 Men. 

Who once stood proud and erect, naked in the garden,

 now with withered hands and tired feet,

 shoulders stooped low under the weight of tyranny;

 earns his bread by the sweat of his brow.

 He toils in the sun, a yoke around his neck, a beast toiling for his rations.

 We have been broken

tamed and domesticated 

like sheep in need of a shephard.

Exiled kings

wandering outlaws 

exiled to the barren lands where no produce grows and no water runs thru...

The sheep are made to lie down in the green pastures beside the still waters...

While the goats watch from afar

The Shephard leads them 

One by One sheared and shorn, starting with the firstborn.

The Shepherd leads them 

with his rod and his staff

The Shepherd leads them to the slaughter.

I look into your eyes.

exploding slowly from the inside out

losing track of time and space

which way is up

which way is down

Lost in a sea of Illusions

Looking for something real...

...In Your Eyes

looking for a home underneath these heavy skies

In your eyes

In your eyes

In your eyes

When I want to know the truth in the midst of all these lies...

I look into your eyes

into your eyes 

into your eyes.

LOVE IS LAW.

The law of man is based on the false authority of a system that stands in direct opposition of the perfect order of the cosmos.

 Love is Law.

 " I have not come to remove one dot or tittle from the 'law' but I have come to completely abolish the 'law'. -Jesus H. Christ

"The law can be summed up as simply this: Love. Love your neighbor as yourself."   

  -Jesus H.Christ

"You want "law"? Look after the widow and the orphan in their distress."

-Jesus H. Christ

     Jesus was a poet and a prophet, he was a revolutionary that stood up against the false authority of a 'god' that required blood for the remission of sins. He blasphemed their false god that ruled over the mass consciousness of his people. He defied the hierarchical order of the priest-hood, ridiculing their claims of possession over the land and resources, picking heads of grain set aside for the priests. He called them out in the market-place and in their own temples saying "Your father is the Devil!" He turned over the tables of the money-changers saying "You've turned my fathers house into a den of thieves." 

     When Jesus referred to his father's house, he was speaking of so much more than a temple built by the hands of man. "...the heavens, even the highest heavens cannot contain you oh Lord... how much less this temple that I have built with my own hands." King Solomon (architect of the temple) 

     When Jesus spoke of the "kingdom of heaven" he was not speaking of a worldly kingdom ruled by the hands of man but rather something so much bigger... He was referring to the perfect order of the Cosmos, the rhythmic gyration of the universe governed by the law of LOVE.

     When Jesus spoke of his heavenly Father he was speaking of a god much greater than YHWY. Jesus was a poet and a prophet that used parables, and imagery spoke in poetry and figures of speech... he drew pictures in the dirt. 

     Through mis-interpretations of his message and an emphasis on his spilled blood rather than his revolutionary teachings, Paul created another man-made hierarchical system. (See the book of Acts.) The church is an institution based not on the teaching of Jesus H. Christ, but rather a Pharisee named Paul that never walked a mile with the Nazarene Hieratic. Christianity would be more appropriately coined "Paulianity instead. 

     To be a true follower of Jesus is to forsake the mysticism of an ancient fascist blood-cult, the dogma of a false, mechanical system created by men consumed with lust and greed. To be a true follower of Christ is to serve one another in Love... not out of fear, duty, and obligation to any "Lord" or "master" , but in humility to love unconditionally your neighbor as yourself. LOVE IS LAW.

     The 'law' of man is a weapon in the hand of the oppressors to maintain an imbalance that is opposed to the perfect order of the Cosmos. LOVE IS LAW. There can be no true authority without LOVE. Love is ORDER. Love is perfect balance, Equality... The Devine recognizes the Divinity in All... The Devine respect the sacred free will of each individual. LOVE IS LAW. 

The duality of singularity.

All of extistence is based on the concept of the duality of singularity. Reality is a symphony composed of individual elements sharing space and bonding together, creating unity and one-ness with one another, gyrating in a symphony of balance, harmony, and equality... The Cosmos is a dance... Perfect order... Love really does make the world go round. It takes two to tango so they say... positive and negative poles like male and female, protons and nuetrons...dance in harmony, in tune to the symphony of the Love vibration of the nucleus of all creation... the bright and morning star, Alpha and Omega, the star of all stars, the giver of all life... THE SUN.

Day-dreams, Nightmares and Premonitions...

Wandering thru this concrete and asphalt maze

Dreaming of a better way

...got one more song to play

and this one doesn't have any words.

It is the song of my heart.

Listen and you will hear my joys and sorrows,

my suffering, my pleasures.

Listen.

Listen and you will see my Day-dreams, Nightmares and Premonitions...

You will hear my Confessions, Laments, and Battle-Cries...

Listen.

Listen and the illusions will be revealed

Everything that was hidden will be brought to the light.

I have wandered the highways and by-ways of this fallen world 

with my hands empty and my eyes wide open

I have felt deeply the suffering and depravity of my fellow man

I have heard the songs of the minstrels and the slaves...

I have listened to the dirge of the dying 

and the songs of the martyrs whose blood cries out from the ground...

and I have learned the songs of freedom and I sing them to you now...

Listen.

Daydreams, Nightmares and Premonitions

Confessions, Laments and Battle-Cries

Listen.

It is the song of my heart.