Three Monks and The Sun.

Three monks argued for three days in a dark cave about who god is and what is his name. They got into a fight and poked each others eyes out with sharp sticks and not until the morning when the sunlight poured thru the mouth of the cave and warmed their bodies did they realize that they were blind and they wept dry and bitter tears.
...And The Sun spoke unto them and said to them; "You foolish men who build for yourselves a throne that you elevate above the earth proclaiming yourself a shepherd, ruling over your fellow man with your arbitrary words, you small minded charlatans who claim to speak in the name of a god who rules over me... Has not everything that you have seen, heard or felt with your fingers, from the fruits of the earth that you eat to the wind that blows and ruffles your hair, yes even that spark of energy that makes your heart beat, pumping blood to your members... Has not all of this come from my radiance and glory? Now you grovel on the ground... slithering on your bellies in the dust, you have been blind since   your birth. You are blind, deaf and dumb; you who are ruled by your greed and your lust, you are slaves to your bellies and your dicks...You will no longer rule over my children with your rod and your staff... I will strike your head with my heel. I am The SUN. I am the Star of all stars, the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, Lucifer, the light bearer, the bright and morning star. I am the giver of all life, the source of all energy. From I am I have you come and unto me shall you return.
...And the monks wept as the withered beneath the relentless Sun. The Spirits of lust and greed descended into the underworld, past the gates of Hades into the innermost regions of Hell as their bodies withered and were blown about by the wind. The souls, purged of all impurities, evaporated into the sky...ascending to the heavens, returning to the Sun.

B, J, and the D and me ...another verse.

Buddah, Jesus and the Devil and Me we were sitting in a circle sipping Ioaska tea when in walked Brahma, Shiva and Vishnu...The devil and Jesus were arguing about the fall and me and buddah were reading the handwriting on the wall when Allah and Yahway chimed in, discussing what exactly constitutes as a sin... and I said if killings so high on your list then why do you wage war?? and if there's really only one of you then what the hell are you fighting for?

where we gonna run to verse 2

The meek shall inherit the earth...although I don't know when...this old world so full of greed and hate and war and sin...Im praying to the Sun and Im howling at the moon...Jesus if your your coming back you better make it soon...cuz when there's nothing left, there will be nothing left to say...there's a new dawn coming but today is judgement day.

Star-Spangled Banner

Oh say can you see, Mr. Francis Scott Key, what this cuntry has done to me... and my brothers and sisters, fathers, mothers and sons we've all been enslaved by your cannons and guns...the soldiers they die and the slaves they toil...spillin blood for their nation and drilling for oil...the high priest gets the lamb chops while the officers divide the spoil...they'll sell your virgin daughters for a hunk of gold from the ground...your empire will crumble and your walls will come down, like the waves dash the rocks to sand crashing on the shore your kingdom will return from the dust that it came...you will rein no more...

Artists' Wanted:

In a world where the mass consciousness of society has been hijacked by ancient mythologies and fascist agendas and the population as a whole is conditioned into a servile existence...addicted, sedated and desensitized, wool pulled over their eyes by newscasters, presidents, and tel-evangelists...fed a steady diet of high-fructose corn syrup, drugs, and lies...distracted by the bread and circuses of Rome...slaving sheepishly in a deep sleep for an empire that is steadily crumbling around them... it has become necessary for the prophets of the age to step up speaking the truth with love and creativity...to artistically articulate the truth as we have  experienced it fully...standing on the shoulders of the prophets before us...the anomalies that screamed to us from a place of clarity and reason in this sea of illusion...the echos of our own consciences... we must voice our truth...we must paint it pantomime it, sing it, shout it, scrawl it on the concrete of our prison walls...the earth cries out for our expression...

Distopian Fiction.

mythologies and fabes...stories have always shaped the mass conciousness...the stories of the gods and goddesses...witches and warlocks...have dominated our dream worlds and seaped into the daydream of our very lives...Our society has most definately been built on the foundation of a work of literature...Every Empire needs a god...a lord and master...a mascot at best a judge and jury...a scapegoat....the proverbial hood over the head of the executioner...the name in which the high priest slits the throat of the first-born lamb...The impersonal force that possesses a man to do his sacred duty no matter what the cost...to live and to die for his king...the calender is an arbitrary graph based on the death of one man that is supposed to be the only begotten son of the god that created the whole universe in seven days...in some states it is illegal to sell or buy alchohol on that seventh day until church has been let out for at least an hour or two depending on if its a white church or a black church...and they talk about church and state...that's a load of horse-shit...this state is laid squarley on the streets of gold that organized religion has paved for it...God and State are one an the same...Every empire is birthed on the pressupposition of a god that requires blood for the remmission of sins...
Between the blood-thirsty war-monger of the Torah and the distopian fiction of a greek scholar, Plato's Republic, there has been a nation founded on the genocide and slavery of the sons and daughters of Kain...Because of the influence of these books...one a history, hand-book, by-laws and regulations for a facsist blood-cult up to the dimensions of the temple...a deed to a prized piece of land and a declaration of war on its natives...and a law book and code of conduct for its followers up to striking the head with a stone any child of theirs that should blaspheme the name of the Lord...Master....This is intense shit that makes Charlie Manson look like Mister Rodgers...but this zionistic-judeo-christian mindset is what this nation is built upon...genocide and slavery...outright warfare against peaceful people...bio-chemical warfare...death camps and cannons...raping and pillaging the tribes of Kain and shipping them in crowded boats across the atlantic to sell to plantation owners to pick the coton for their textile industry to make more uniforms for more wars and more soldiers and cops...to spread their disease of colonization all over the globe like the brutal superpower empires of Britan, Spain, and France that had paved the way for them...The Empire paradyme itself is just an evolution of the Shephard/sheep paradym that started this whole mess in the first place...The story of cain and able is getting rather old...the shepard slashes and burns the forest and exiles his brother and his brothers children into to barren and deserted lands so he can graze his sheep in the fertile pastures beside the still waters...he elevates himself above the earth and his brothers and sisters and claims the authority of a god higher than the sun... Your father is the devil.
Plato takes this Shepard/ Sheep, Master/slave, paradym out-lined in the bible to an insanely micrco-managed level and replaces the blood sacrifice with a numbered monetary system and diliniates a specialized system of specialization in witch the money changers are the middle-men between each tradesman and customer...he then further segregates his fictional society into classes and educates them to be ignorant and servile as three/quarters of his discertation on 'education' had to do with cencorship rather than actual education...Plato's Republic suggested the brainwashing of children at a young age and letting them know only what they need to know to perform their specialized function with-in the society...
Because of the influence of the holy bible and plato's republic, our society has been reduced to a similar essence of distopian fiction...somewhere in between Brave New World and 1984...Either Orwell an Huxley were prophets or they sold their books as instrution manuals to those 'impersonal powers' that control the 'free world'... double-speak no doubt... throughout these books their lies a warning...this is the insanity that man is capable of...be aware of the shadows...be as harmless and doves but as wise as serpants...There is a devil among us...and the biggest lie he'll ever tell you is that he's not really there...so where-ever you are... what-ever you do rest assured... BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING... just because you're paranoid doesn't mean he's not out to get you...the shepards gotta dagger in his cloak...HERE COMES THE DEVIL.

Dreams of a Prophet.

Haunted by visions in his sleep...glimpses beyond the veil...a prophet dreams in color... like Eziekial he sees the wheel within the wheel of wheels...he writes his nightmare in the candle-light...from the bread and circuses of Rome...wine, women, and song...sing praises to your master...with the dark, militant, shadow of Ceaser looming in the back-ground...pay your penance and your dues or he will exile you into the barren lands like the children of Kaine...from the genocide and enslavement of the Cainanites to the the modern Palastinians the 'chosen people' of 'Isreal' have been repeating this cycle of violence for too many thousands of years...and my main lament is that the new promised land...Isreals spawn...the United States of Ameria...has fully endorsed this fascist nation and their endevours...even fighting for their statehood...supporting them militarily in their genocide in Iraq and Afganistan...and maintaining their police state in the Gaza strip...Just as Isreal was bought and sold to Egypt and Syria witch made Jeramiah cry, Joel ran crazy from the locusts, and Hosea married and prostitute and wrote a sad song everytime she left him and compared the whole 'love' story to Jews trading with Gentiles... Corporations are the new states...the impersonal power structure...The United States of America is an illusion...it always was...it does not in reality exist... but is in actuallity just another blood cult... a silly flock of sheep corralled by their own fears with an evil shephard that tells them what they want to hear...as he leads them sheared and shorn to the slaughter starting with the first-born spot'less blameless sacrifice...the high priest get the choiisest cuts of the meat...and the virgin daughters of Cain are parcels among the officers along with the cloak of the prophet who blasphemed their blood-thirsty god of war...Who is this god who requires blood for the remission of sins and who are you to stand in judgement of me a peace-ful man...what sin is greater than the shedding of blood...Why must you crave the blood of the innocent? The blood of my people crys out from the ground....the machine that subsists on the remnants of organic life...the sludge from the bones of the ancient rulers of the earth...a mechanical virus, an alian perspective that separates the landscape and its inhabitants into 'crops', herds, and property and places it's throne above the earth... endevouring to rule over it with the might of his hands...you do not belong here... I will crush your head with my heel.