Friday, October 21, 2011
Call to Repentance.
Cursed be your god and nations...Bow to your knees...plead for your lives for the sins you have committed....Repent in sack-cloth and ashes for what you have done...The ghosts of those whose lives you have taken will chase you to the depths of Sheol...and the spirits of those whose hands you have imprisoned behind bars will testify against you...you will be haunted by every drop of blood you have shed in the name of your false god, you will be cursed for many lifetimes to come... You will pay for what you have done...The blood of my people crys out from the ground and there is justice on their lips...the martyrs beneath the alter cry out for restitution...the earth is thirsty for an offering...Even the rocks are crying out and their are faces in the clouds and the wind carries the sweet aroma of Revolution...You have elevated your self on a throne above the Earth and claimed the authority of a god above the sun that ruled over the Cosmos. The True ORDER of the COSMOS will never be ruled by the hands of man. Your authority is false and your world is an illusion. Who are you to claim possession over the land and the waters? You cut down the sacred trees whose spirits spoke to me, you slash and burn the forests to graze your sheep, you destroy our crops, raid our encampments and towns...killing men, women and children and dividing the virgins and the spoils among your highest ranks...Who are you to claim jurisdiction over our very live? You do not have my consent. I do not respect your authority. Your empires will crumble, your cities will burn, your lives will be taken from you like a theif that comes in the night, carving out your calloused hearts leaving you an empty catacomb of nothingness. You will create your own destruction, you filthy pigs of babylon, you will be slaughtered like sheep by your shephards starting with the first-born.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
The Spit of Jesus.
I like Jesus...I just don't understand what's so special about his blood...they say his blood washes away our sins...how does this magic Jesus blood work, and just what are sins, and according to whom? Why does it have to be about Blood? They say he spat on the ground and healed a blind mans eyes with the mud...So why does it have to be about his blood...can we contract his salvation thru his spit as well?
God requires blood for the remission of sins and the high priest get the choicest cuts of the meat and the rest is devided among the preists, the slave get a sip of blood from the high preist's cup and a wafer of unleavened bread for his tonuge...these days its a individually packaged sip of welches concord grape juice and a pack of saltines...I should hope at this point we all realize it was all a joke.
God requires blood for the remission of sins and the high priest get the choicest cuts of the meat and the rest is devided among the preists, the slave get a sip of blood from the high preist's cup and a wafer of unleavened bread for his tonuge...these days its a individually packaged sip of welches concord grape juice and a pack of saltines...I should hope at this point we all realize it was all a joke.
Enslaved by Illusions.
an illusion fostered by the grand scheme, the false doctrine of "duality and seperation"... Every God wants a Devil...they call good what is evil and evil what is pure and sacred and natural...They are Sheeple led astray by false shephards, castrated, domesticated and enslaved by their bellies and their dicks, shackles forged by their own hands, they wear their chains with pride...Pious slaves, consumed with zeal for their masters house...they pay their penence for salvation, to be forgiven of their sins...
Dream #42
Take me by the hand my love...I'll take you for a ride...hold on tight and don't look back...we'll get out of here alive...I'll connect the dots and lines that you've created...I'll spin it round in round inside your head till it starts to make a little more sense...in only that it doesn't really make any sense at all....Can you read the hand-writing on the wall? The Empire is crumbling, the temples will fall...Don't give yourself away to thieves in exchange for bread and water...don't look back and hold on tight...I'll take you to tommorrow...Take me by the hand my Love...I'll take you for a ride...don't look back and hold on tight, I'll take you to tommorrow.
We The People.
United in Solidarity, We THe People do here-by declare ourselves free from your oppressive tyranny. WE THE PEOPLE are a body of individual members whom are, each one, a unique part of a WHOLE...We repect the space and the free-will of all people and serve and protect all members of our community. We will stand in solidarity against oppressive attacks and persecutions perpetrated on our brothers and sisters by your hand. We demand that you cease all war-like activities. Stop the War. Your state is built on inequality and oppression. Their is a better way to live. Peace is possible. Stop the War. Stop the war on the poor. The drug war, the "war on terror", the border wars... the food war... all the war.... stop it. Send the troops home, shut down your military bases, close your police stations... We the People do hereby declare ourselves free of your oppressive tyranny...We the people take upon our own shoulders the weight of Justice and let each man define Justice by his own terms...We the people abide by the law of Love...We do not need your codes and statutes...your justice has become in-justice...We the People will live in peace and harmony with no Lords and no Masters...Living by the Order of the Cosmos Abiding by the Highest Law of Love...
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Cyclic Enteties of Destruction.
Empires are cyclic enteties that create their own destruction.
The very nature of empire creates a polarization of energy that eventually will explode.
Empires seperate the populace into 2 distict and opposing classes.
The Slave/Master Paradym is a disfunctional relationship based on Fear, Need, and Servitude on the part of the former and Exploitation and abuse on the part of the latter... This relationship naturally breeds contempt.
The duality is so intense inside this closed system, the pressure builds and seeks equilibrium...seperation, polarization, internal combustion, implosion, explosion, " REVOLUTION is a natural as lightning." -Thomas Jefferson said that.
When the populace is seperated into the oppressed and the oppressors, there will naturally arise a third anomolie, oppression and rebellion go hand in hand. This third group of people desire to be neither slaves or masters. They respect the sacred freedom of the Will and cherish above all their freedom to excercise their will to create and co-exist with the universe in whichever way they choose. Do what thou wilt and harm none, respect all beings allowing them space to excercise their free will. They wander to and fro about the earth and walk up and down upon it, doing as they will, harming none.
The very nature of empire creates a polarization of energy that eventually will explode.
Empires seperate the populace into 2 distict and opposing classes.
The Slave/Master Paradym is a disfunctional relationship based on Fear, Need, and Servitude on the part of the former and Exploitation and abuse on the part of the latter... This relationship naturally breeds contempt.
The duality is so intense inside this closed system, the pressure builds and seeks equilibrium...seperation, polarization, internal combustion, implosion, explosion, " REVOLUTION is a natural as lightning." -Thomas Jefferson said that.
When the populace is seperated into the oppressed and the oppressors, there will naturally arise a third anomolie, oppression and rebellion go hand in hand. This third group of people desire to be neither slaves or masters. They respect the sacred freedom of the Will and cherish above all their freedom to excercise their will to create and co-exist with the universe in whichever way they choose. Do what thou wilt and harm none, respect all beings allowing them space to excercise their free will. They wander to and fro about the earth and walk up and down upon it, doing as they will, harming none.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Brood of Vipers.
Brood of vipers! who has warned you to flee from the wrath to come? Your father is the devil. I am I am God's Son. I will return with a double edged sword to cut off the heads of the kings and the lords. The blood of my people crys out from the ground. Let my people go. You will oppress my people no more. I have come to release the prisoners from captivity. Your slaves will go free, your soldiers will return to their homes, your empire will crumble and the remnant will run into the hills and forests and dwell in the caves and the holes in the ground. Your towers will crumble to the ground, your temples will burn....
Repent on your knees in sackcloth and ashes. Plead for your lives for what you have done. The sins of your fathers, the folly of sons that have taken up weapons against us. You will burn for your transgressions. The spirits of the men of the lives you have taken will chase you to the depths of sheol.
I watched as you slit the throat of the spotless firstborn lamb of the sheep that you fleece and lead to the slaughter. I watched as you drained its blood into a basin and carried it into the depths of your empty catacomb of nothingness, where you hoard the precious jewels you have plundered from those that you have exiled and the shiny metals you have forced your captives to dig for you.
I watched from the crags of the cliffs as you led the sheep to the slaughter... one by one... for your god that requires blood for the remission of sins. The high priest recieves the choicest cuts of meat.
You have exiled, reviled and persecuted us...chasing us into the barren lands, invading our encampments and ransacking our cities and villages, destroying our crops, stealing our livestock, killing our women and children in cold blood and dividing the young virgins among your highest ranks. The high priest recieves the choicest cuts of meat.
Brood of Vipers, bay of pigs, slaughter is all you know. Cursed be your god that requires blood for the remission of sins. We will slit the throats of the guards at the gates of the garden of eden... we will drain their blood into their helmets and carry it to the highest peaks and offer their blood as a sacrifice... pour it on the horns of the alter... for "god requires blood for the remission of your sins." The blood of my people crys out from the ground.
The warriors of the lost tribe of Cain will unite and stand as one army against you. They will restore the rights of the first-born of your Patriarch. Ismeal, whom you abandoned into the desert, the rightful heir of Father Abrahams Kingdom, The first-born son of Abraham, born of a virgin slave, dark and lovely, a prized sheep in her shephards flock...This child, born of his fathers oppression and his mothers submission, was driven into the barren lands with his mother by the jealousy of a barren woman... This lost child from the tribe of Cain, denounced from his fathers blessing, rose up from the ashes of exile, broke the fetters of captivity and led his people, the remnant of the tribe of Cain, in a defensive struggle against the 12 sons of Sarah... We have wandered aimlessly in the desert for too long. You have placed your throne above the earth and divided the land amongst yourselves and destroyed our settlements...you have killed us and enslaved us... I will return with a double edged sword and cut off the heads of the kings and the lords...the blood of my people crys out from the ground... Who are you who dare to place yourself on a throne above the earth and divide the land into nations? Who are you to place a throne on your head and seperate the people into tribes? Who are you to wave your scepter over the landscape, claiming possession of the land, destroying its abundance, enslaving its inhabitants, raping the earth of her bounty? You pillage and burn our forests so that you can graze your sheep in the fertile pastures. You destroy our crops and chase us into the hills and barren lands so that you can grow the grapes that you force the slaves to trample to make your wine. You care only for blood, meat, and wine. You are slaves to your stomachs and your genitals. You are a child of darkness and you will return to sheol.
We are the prophets of the lost tribe of Cain. We have come to bring light into the darkness. We are children of the Sun. OUr mother is the Earth, and those of the earth are our brothers and sisters and fathers and mothers. We are all of One spirit, One Life, One Soul within us all. We desire only to live in peace and harmony with the Earth and all beings. We have not seperated ourselves from you, You have seperated yourselves from us.
We refuse to bow to your God's, We will not serve your masters...We will not respect the authority of a false god that requires blood for the remission of sins and divides the choicest cuts of meat among the priests. I will stand, in the garden, naked and unashamed with my fist raised in victory, THIS KNEE WILL NOT BOW!
I will not submit to a shepard and sheers and slaughters my people. I will not respect a Lord that enslaves and oppresses and destroys his followers. Your rod and your staff they oppress me. The prophets will rise up, and they will inscribe their letters with the blood of their oppressors... We will restore justice where there has been only injustice, we will restore order from the Chaos that you have created. We will bring Truth where there has been only lies. We are messengers of light. We are children of the Sun. We will overcome the darkness with the power of the center of the sun, the very same spirit that causes our hearts to beat. We will stand and we will fight...WE will not shrink from death to defend our people and our homeland, the Earth. Your false order will not prevail. The law of restitiution will not be thwarted. Brood of Vipers, Spawn of Satan, Who has warned you to flee from the wrath to come?
Repent on your knees in sackcloth and ashes. Plead for your lives for what you have done. The sins of your fathers, the folly of sons that have taken up weapons against us. You will burn for your transgressions. The spirits of the men of the lives you have taken will chase you to the depths of sheol.
I watched as you slit the throat of the spotless firstborn lamb of the sheep that you fleece and lead to the slaughter. I watched as you drained its blood into a basin and carried it into the depths of your empty catacomb of nothingness, where you hoard the precious jewels you have plundered from those that you have exiled and the shiny metals you have forced your captives to dig for you.
I watched from the crags of the cliffs as you led the sheep to the slaughter... one by one... for your god that requires blood for the remission of sins. The high priest recieves the choicest cuts of meat.
You have exiled, reviled and persecuted us...chasing us into the barren lands, invading our encampments and ransacking our cities and villages, destroying our crops, stealing our livestock, killing our women and children in cold blood and dividing the young virgins among your highest ranks. The high priest recieves the choicest cuts of meat.
Brood of Vipers, bay of pigs, slaughter is all you know. Cursed be your god that requires blood for the remission of sins. We will slit the throats of the guards at the gates of the garden of eden... we will drain their blood into their helmets and carry it to the highest peaks and offer their blood as a sacrifice... pour it on the horns of the alter... for "god requires blood for the remission of your sins." The blood of my people crys out from the ground.
The warriors of the lost tribe of Cain will unite and stand as one army against you. They will restore the rights of the first-born of your Patriarch. Ismeal, whom you abandoned into the desert, the rightful heir of Father Abrahams Kingdom, The first-born son of Abraham, born of a virgin slave, dark and lovely, a prized sheep in her shephards flock...This child, born of his fathers oppression and his mothers submission, was driven into the barren lands with his mother by the jealousy of a barren woman... This lost child from the tribe of Cain, denounced from his fathers blessing, rose up from the ashes of exile, broke the fetters of captivity and led his people, the remnant of the tribe of Cain, in a defensive struggle against the 12 sons of Sarah... We have wandered aimlessly in the desert for too long. You have placed your throne above the earth and divided the land amongst yourselves and destroyed our settlements...you have killed us and enslaved us... I will return with a double edged sword and cut off the heads of the kings and the lords...the blood of my people crys out from the ground... Who are you who dare to place yourself on a throne above the earth and divide the land into nations? Who are you to place a throne on your head and seperate the people into tribes? Who are you to wave your scepter over the landscape, claiming possession of the land, destroying its abundance, enslaving its inhabitants, raping the earth of her bounty? You pillage and burn our forests so that you can graze your sheep in the fertile pastures. You destroy our crops and chase us into the hills and barren lands so that you can grow the grapes that you force the slaves to trample to make your wine. You care only for blood, meat, and wine. You are slaves to your stomachs and your genitals. You are a child of darkness and you will return to sheol.
We are the prophets of the lost tribe of Cain. We have come to bring light into the darkness. We are children of the Sun. OUr mother is the Earth, and those of the earth are our brothers and sisters and fathers and mothers. We are all of One spirit, One Life, One Soul within us all. We desire only to live in peace and harmony with the Earth and all beings. We have not seperated ourselves from you, You have seperated yourselves from us.
We refuse to bow to your God's, We will not serve your masters...We will not respect the authority of a false god that requires blood for the remission of sins and divides the choicest cuts of meat among the priests. I will stand, in the garden, naked and unashamed with my fist raised in victory, THIS KNEE WILL NOT BOW!
I will not submit to a shepard and sheers and slaughters my people. I will not respect a Lord that enslaves and oppresses and destroys his followers. Your rod and your staff they oppress me. The prophets will rise up, and they will inscribe their letters with the blood of their oppressors... We will restore justice where there has been only injustice, we will restore order from the Chaos that you have created. We will bring Truth where there has been only lies. We are messengers of light. We are children of the Sun. We will overcome the darkness with the power of the center of the sun, the very same spirit that causes our hearts to beat. We will stand and we will fight...WE will not shrink from death to defend our people and our homeland, the Earth. Your false order will not prevail. The law of restitiution will not be thwarted. Brood of Vipers, Spawn of Satan, Who has warned you to flee from the wrath to come?
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