Gotta Pray for m'rigs

How fortunate for the Republicans. President Nimrod Fizzle Neurons says he and his Dick will have to forgo the convention because of the approaching hurricane, Gustav. He and Cheney will be monitoring the storm from his ranch in Crawford Texas. As we all know Mr. Neurons will be leaving office soon, but never soon enough, and his oil interests will become more of a day to day joy he can sit back and lavish in. This storm might interfere with that if it strikes the right oil concerns. I am sure he has the people of Louisianan at the top of his reasons for this over riding interest in a hurricane. But you know what? Me thinks otherwise.
No matter, McCain and the rest of the 5millionaires are breathing a huge sigh of relief. Fart Wad in chief, and sidekick Butt Plug, announced that they would not be attending as a result of the situation developing in the Gulf of Mexico.
Christ, if the hit on the infrastructure, or a refinery situation develops in which the price of gas hits 6 - 7 bucks or becomes unavailable, and a situation happens where in he believes we are in imminent danger from within, he has laws in place by which he can extend his presidency without congressional approval.
The convention becomes a moot point then.
Four more for Bush.

Just rattliing on my own time.

Now that you know me what is the game you would like to undertake? Everyone is excellent at something and that is your game. Everyone plays apart whether they like it or not. We, or rather you are most likely just a pawn in their game. The game the powerful play. I have no idea their names but you can see their decoys parade around as world leaders. Death is death no matter how it comes upon one. There are no rules to the game of life, the Master game. Those that play it earnestly play it the best and know the secrets pity to deal in death, they deal in power and we are the current. We are the ones that suppose that killing is unavoidable.
I do not agree. Killing is a choice that we make. But that we could never make had not it been demonstrated for us as part of the game. Killing is better than the fear of being killed. Fear is demoralizing, embarrassing and shameful.
We are current, we are herd, mob and mobs, maybe soon again fighting our own civil war. It is there right in front of you. Fear of the blacks that will always hate you and me. Whether this idea, this seemingly racist idea is supported can be experienced on any TV program featuring hip hop or Rap as I knew it. Tasteless aboriginal lusts, the flaunting of riches, the emotionless jabber or the passionate ravings of ignorant bastards is in a place of prominence and legitimacy that scares the shit out of me. All I can wish is the worst for them. What a waste of chemicals.
There is no excuse but fear for permitting vermin of of such limited consciousness to exist. I am ready to defend myself, and hope to perform well when targeted.

My how time and one gigantic moron infects all. What ever happened to the twin towers and all the sanctity that surrounded it. Now there are even attempts to joke about it. Does anyone remember the outrage we had for one bearded mountain man of considerable wealth. What was his name? Saddam, no, nailed him, even when he was hiding in a spider hole in some peasant's backyard, in the middle of nowhere......we found him. Then after months of humiliation, justly deserved, he was hustled away and grossly hung with derision and a base, animal, primitive conclusion....then given air time. And who was that other guy the one that brought down the towers? He must be that little dinky guy from Iraq's neighbor Iran. Little fuckers' got the bomb and a clear slate. He has permission to lie and absorb the world in his melodrama. He knows his God loves him for this, and he is made gloriously aware of the fact every time he draws the attention of President FUBAR, the world leader through righteous salvation, with the knowledge that his God has his back too.
I still believe that President FUBAR has a plan to stay the imploder in-chief. He has given himself the power to remain such through a series of presidential letters that have all but shredded the constitution in favor of continuing the same administration in the event of a national emergency or an imminent terrorist threat of a magnitude significant enough to stay the elections. The magnitude needed for such an action to be determined by FUBAR and his surrounding BLACKNESS, his closest Administration members.
Rattle, rattle, rattle, yeah I know I rattle. There are so many interconnections in the reactionary world matrix that have us by the ass, claws deep into the part of our mind THAT WE USE. That is all of it, for most.
Some though still remember that trip they took in the sixties or seventies, that changed their lives forever. It made them question everything. It permitted them a third person view of the matrix, for just a nano second. For a longer period of time it allowed them the concept of God, to interpret to their own needs and preconceptions, delivered to them during their own particular brand of parental or period type scholarly view brain washings, prevalent during the post WWII era when we trippers wee growing up. There was lots of chrome, lots of God, and no sex. There was no sex, and it was strange when one intimated that there was. I remember my first orgasm. Afterward I must surely have been consumed with the idea that something that felt so good could be so bad in the eyes of my parents and their God. I am sure that I buried that quandary in my subconsciousness to there after rot until I took that trip.
That's the way it looks from here in the path of Fay. Yep Fay was right over my house for awhile yesterday. I've only received only over a little over 6.5 inches so far. This storm was so good for Florida, not necessarily for all the folks living here. But for the State and it's freshwater lakes... WOW!

9/11 and Christianity, Two great deceptions.

It is pure fucking insanity the way we stand by and watch the crud machine at work. We watch and listen and get pissed and then we are asleep again. It's the way with instances of overload. The mind shuts down as the inability to make a circuit around the ideas the machine throws at it, overloads and feeds back. One can not stay conscious long without risking exposure. It's like a fucking radiation that attacks the common sense part of the brain and leaves it useless and defenseless against the pressure of the crud machine.

When one realizes the enormity of the illusion and the vastness of the automaton army of conquered, that do with conviction and ruthless moralistic faith, the evil maintenance for the runners of the crud machine, one is floored, or murdered, or just goes, not so quietly, insane. And since cleaning the crud of enormous deception from our mind can result in instant psychosis, it is with delicate urgency that those of us that realize the crisis and face it moment to moment, appeal to all that have ears to hear, STAY AWAKE, no matter the desperation and isolation that is involved. We will be useless in the tide of mass hysteria to cope with what the planners of the New World Order wish to accomplish, if we cannot stay awake en mass long enough to expose them.

The growing reality that we as a species may not be long in duration, has influenced another vibration based reality to surface to the imbalanced resonance it detects. That we are in the process of termination and erasure of every trace of our existence from the planetary record and that we are powerless to reverse it, has not gone undetected.

We are being led to the edge with promise of compassion, redemption, and ultimately paradise. We as a people are being asked by those that have been given the opportunity to lead, to take a leap of faith that unknown to but a few will bring about an end to the human experience as we know it.

I have been to the top of the mountain and we are not on it, nor was there ever any plan for us to be there.

These are the facts. Sieze the moment and .............and....a..um.. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ