In the Voting show

Species of alligator.. deaf snake and the bear.. elephant and rhino spoke armored

NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY..

underwear..  owls lent logic learned from their lofty peak.. not a lie.. or false pride shown cause they never speak..

Humans in their smoky pretense label alcohol.. base decisions from past times of a past that calls.. respect for those who left us no answers are heard.. from their energy.. their spirit.. not a single word..

Prom Queens glitter and are seen with sport heroes of youth.. brushing shoulders new Gothic long in pointed tooth.. Drac cartoons claim the moon as their bloody home.. while politicians have their dream.. remembered in a tome..

Another species rises every living day.. young in years.. not a fear as they feel their way.. human teen strives to mean.. sensed profound and good.. character defined.. in ‘would.. could and should’.. 

In nostalgic deja vu.. real from  memories.. beyond decent.. table manners.. thank yous.. polite ‘please’..  straining to make better.. know I got it right.. see darkness created.. will create a light.. I respect the masters.. in each human  way.. know the never-ending roads in each living play.. gray conceals uncounted in their comfort zones of woe.. gray no definitions.. cannot see where to go..

Freedom is under my feet.. got it from my mind.. heartfelt gift of life my friends.. young love always kind.. life flows from blankets of stars.. one admission price.. what I do.. I do it right.. never do it twice..   

Youngster as you weave your life.. as your path evolves.. as your id and what you did.. problems left or solved.. have a care young person.. sign upon your door.. kind of like an elder’s sign..  a few decades before.. 

Thought.. ‘Who could possibly find fault if all military.. worldwide.. put down their weapons for another tool.. just to build.. to heal.. to teach..

no enemy should be defined by a uniform.. flag or past of a wanton confused child.. in a world of peace no enemy would be defined’.. Peace Tony

©AC.9.5.13.arr././

CLOSE GITMO.. A CALL FROM A.I.

 

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Summer of Love..

IN THE BEGINNING.. THANKSGIVING.. AFTER ‘THE SUMMER OF LOVE’ (1967) MY WONDERFUL FRIEND DEMETRIUS.. HALF LAB.. BLACK.. WITH WEIMERANAR BODY.. YOURS TRULY.. AND A SILVERTONE GUITAR THAT TRAVELED WITH US FOR A COUPLE OF YEARS.. PEACE TONY

Dream felt.. built sits done..

In an oven labeled ‘future projects/ways and means.. someone somewhere

THIS BEAUTIFUL LAND.. THIS SKY.. THESE LIVING THINGS.. DID NOTHING TO CREATE THE PLAN OF A MANIAC..

advertises free.. jet planes to beans..

Grandma in the mirror says.. ‘caution is the word’ guess she was right.. some walking blight spouts cartoons seen and heard..

Documentary.. elementary.. folks scared.. bored to blind.. science looks.. writes programs books.. is peace.. so hard to find?..

Other day I saw the why and way I saw before.. a clown in charge of everything.. a thief who brought a war.. 

If my name was ‘Hermann’ born German Nazi time.. I would still desire peace.. write life in song and rhyme.. 

land of my Great great-grandfather leaders bicker.. fight.. over Euro Kingatics old things never right..

Uncool fool who sought to rule by taking what is good.. life secure.. true purpose pure.. blame so understood.. 

Pass a glass my friend though I know not your words.. I feel you my brother.. sister.. love in life is stirred..

Some are not the best of plans.. some plans are not good.. social role comes from folks.. in good schools understood.. 

Every road has a load each dinner is a feast.. every living thing loves better in a world of peace..

Thought.. ‘What is obvious and true should never be accepted in a lie.  Mr. Ben Ladin was one who had everything.. could help everyone.. instead.. in Patriarchy.. this supreme sexist.. spoiled son of a billionaire position.. took hold of power.. took hold of the best toys.. then conducted war.. he would do so as an old man.. for his mother loved him’.. Peace Tony

©AC.22.4.13.arr././           

SEE THE FATE OF SO MANY.. ENDED BY A MONSTER OF WAR.. UNCHECKED.. English: Rows of bodies fill the yard of Lager Nordhausen, a Gestapo concentration camp. עברית: שורות של גופות מאות אסירים בחצר מחצה הריכוז נורדהאוזן. בתמונה נראות פחות ממחצית הגופות של האסירים שמתו ברעב או ביריות אנשי הגסטפו. Italiano: File di cadaveri di prigionieri riempiono il cortile del lager di Nordhausen, un campo di concentramento dalla Gestapo. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Disappearing Roads..

When a child the air was clear.. fun in living.. taking..

FOREVER SONG..

giving.. innocence held near..

father drove carefully.. me between his knees.. down streets I would shift gears..

sun dappled through the trees.. 

somewhere deep inside me things I could not say.. dichotomy of what I see.. not seen in any play.. all around this wonder world time gave folks a chance.. I saw as a child.. those blinded by the ‘money dance’..

Long ago seems to me status meant so much.. national disasters are you penguin.. are you Dutch?..

draped in flags liars drag a weight heavy indeed.. while war finds excuses.. as delusion kills in greed..

no matter how you scatter.. or group in a place.. what language.. or religion you set out with your face..

love is all I have for any life on earth so born..  the only status means a thing is sunshine warm each morn..

years blossomed to decades long years I forget.. anything of status ‘cept what felt when first we met..

meditate.. or is it pray?.. in my living play.. I wish you purpose clear.. to take to your love on this day..

Thought.. ‘The young could not find example in war.. if war did not exist.. ‘Who Claims as their own.. their art.. the dastardly creation WAR?’.. Peace Tony

©AC.19.4.13.arr././

Royalty or not..

‘Did you see those toys’.. the boys said.. armies on the hoof..  see young men in

‘Yeah.. I heard they are winding the ‘cold war’ down.. do you have another gig?’..
‘My agent is checking at the eagles union..

battle trying so to be aloof? 

Do you see a nations product guns pretense galore.. do you see the useless robbing.. killing done in war?

For example leaders.. for those who dictate.. for those who will never know the joy of love in fate..

For those in the ghetto.. those deep in the mines.. little king.. just one thing.. understand.. be kind..

‘another good plan’ is no longer any kind of joke.. what right does anyone have to take life..leave rubble.. smoke…. then return.. say ‘you can burn anything you like.. we run it now.. have fun and how.. ride a motorbike’.. bring the hats and uniforms.. comparisons to poor.. ‘we use abuse show how they lose.. then show the killing floor..

‘go do it’.. they spout.. they shout.. a reason never clear.. destroy is easy seen.. avoid it.. please don’t bring it here.. 

Napoleon some kind of son never finished school.. his persona at 14 was hidden by the ‘cool’.. who justified against the tide of sense.. the golden rule.. history.. no mystery.. a 14-year-old fool..

‘Spoils of war’ outside my door.. outside my heart and mind.. resource the cost.. the life so lost.. a youth confused to blind.. boys of eight fifth century stuck.. as luck takes evermore..

words.. a promise only heard cannot credential war..

Thought.. ‘The time to take pre-Socratic philosophies of peace.. philosophies that continue for peace as sense contradicts war.. and as appropriate.. bring life around the world into the twenty-first century.. that they may live.. enjoy their fated seconds’.. Peace Tony

©AC.15.4.13.arr././

April Fooled.. Dreamed and Found

 

Dreams come from my feelings.. days light brings around.. new exciting love based.. sights.. smells color sound..

Felt and cared for formed a dream in this life of mine.. given by the greatest dreamer.. in the skies and pine..

Walked downtown without clowns.. a Sunday Morn.. Birds laugh.. fly in freedom.. humans look in scorn..

TheY fight a hangover.. memory old that burns.. a love thought for a lifetime.. different journeys.. different turns..

Coming my way is a man of style on Sunday morn.. looks to be a little crazy.. looks like he was torn..

Face a stern mask.. never asks.. a manbot unknown.. proud.. flaunts his judges robe protection..

weekdays for the crowd..

If ‘Bilderberg’ of finance politics invited me..  to sit listen speak.. I would think of the best in free..

I would bring words of past.. true energy each time.. circles back with no mistake.. addresses every crime..

Thought.. ‘Mankind has historically brought themselves to pretense when a megalomaniac exercises that sickness.. in delusion of brilliance they dazzle.. they impress.. lie.. and historically have had no idea of where they are going! 

Yesterday I ran across a woman.. a mother of middle age.. we spoke.. she spoke of a ‘new world order’.. words that freeze common sense for individual security.. false as ever. 

Her inference was that the very rich.. very influential members of ‘Bilderberg’ were as powerful.. and intelligent as they are.. whats more they also controlled everything from the weather to what we eat.. in the pose.. action and reality of a God.. she offered in example ‘Katrina’.. saying that Haarp.. an unclassified Air Force project was responsible..

I listened and the psychological reality of ‘transfer of responsibility’ so prevalent in human behavior had become.. once again delusional.. this is the result of one who has lost hope.. to the point of creating something besides the person in the mirror.. as responsible for ‘everything’..

No man is Deity.. no group is Deity.. I believe mankind will be stuck in the miserable.. ineffective rut that has plagued our species through recorded history.. avarice.. expressed in criminal behavior.. called ‘war’ until the study of the mirror is complete..

If one finds a way to the resource used by destroyers.. we will find euphoria.. euphoria that can be  made possible by committed will and courage..  Peace Tony

©AC.1.4.13.arr././

‘Purposful Time’.. edited from A Pupose in Time 12 3 10

 

John DeMarco Sketch (RIP)

Felled Prunestead Town out of whack..  walked in time to get back.. broken dreams.. pogo clowns.. ‘Wonder Woman’ upside down.. ferries cross fol de rol ers.. 

tall Swahili basketballers..

Not to write insult of family or tribe.. not to kiss.. miss the point accept a dinner bribe..

A silly social nilly thrilling  way to feel.. as Chariots cheered on burn.. religions four flat wheels..

Used cars bars and deals..

Inside a store they bore what’s more a violent money binge.. Useless crust beheaded breaded ‘veelings avay cringe’.. remember me in thoughts about ‘The Gate of Squeaky Hinge’..

Giraffe sees lusty busty shopping for a bra.. while hippos wail long drawn out tales to sell them in a spa..  

Nazis compare Kaisers Versailles big insult.. never getting wiser trenches guns result.. .. as with those who rape and rob murder take it all.. deluded zero heroes die.. ‘trenchers’ die and fall.. 

The Nazi hypnotized using evil ways.. horror crass insane a memory this day..

Vietnam is history.. Korean ‘conflict’ too.. Iraq sack of delusion.. remembered well by who? 

Broken refugeed unschooled hooked on speed.. high on high forever.. misdirecting ‘need’..

Football players and soothsayers.. more wars for the few.. war for money honey.. kill your children may kill you..

Always promise of victors.. losers..spoils.. insane as they trade life of youngblood for dirty oil..

Anteaters beaters of the meters of the mile.. boys with toys and Harley joys.. violent hope in style..

Heartbroken clowns that never frown breathe violent breath..

A flamethrower the ‘boy next door’ wins friends giving death..

G. McCoy came to the boys with Jagger’s J. Jack Flash.. predicted licks in fantasy.. overjoyed in cash..

Grandpa left his teeth in scotch.. single malt you know.. with salt to gargle drinking malt so fungi cannot show.. fungi never knows..

Indians of old a native  with his tomahawk.. visits.. runs for cover.. yells greeting never knocks..

No fear here cavalry near blowing trumpets loud.. Blue coats gray coats.. peacefully kill natives of land proud..

Philosophers in Europe wrote of scurvy black plague.. renaissance is coming.. to shine up what is vague..

Shakespeare never queer you see.. women come around.. to litigated literature.. adding moves and sound..

The King will laugh for certain.. jesters throw their balls.. and heads of those in disfavor their blood paints future walls..

In times of such there is not much to count on.. win or hope.. the populace is sick broke angry.. chasing highs with dope..

Believer come deceiver Ponzi was the name.. give him money he will thrice it in his short-term game.. pyramids built by slaves desert Pharaoh way.. upside down falling a faceless baseless play..

Stinky fish follows a dish chased with a shower hot.. Romeo and swollen toe today he ‘loves her not’ ..

Barking dog.. a howling wolf.. creatures primal clean.. like snakes cats.. anteaters bats.. eloquent and lean..

As British say ‘old bean’

Inventors brought industry day.. ‘T.S. Elliot’ wrote to say.. confused abused knock on social doors.. well read junkies on the floor wait only to score..

Down somewhere log cabin palace folks look sensing well.. water clean.. no machines.. grain bread.. sound of a bell..

Young man with his love.. speaks little then in truth.. speaks his ways of honesty.. set forth from his youth..

Basic never changes.. games are lots of fun.. Acquire this.. learn of that.. stars moon earth the sun..

Trees breeze no trouble no debris.. no fences chains or rope.. morning is a spectrum each day set in hope..

Woman dreams in truth of your loving arms.. love true will be patient.. true love will disarm..

Illustrate in pencil.. oil in colors too.. draw breath sense the beauty.. till fate beckons you..

Thought.. ‘I have learned.. I am grateful.. Peace Tony

©AC.12.3.10arr././

Fire of Lies..

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Amidst dreams most folks know steam won’t conquer heart.. ‘John Henry’ sings a working man raced steam at the start..

Sing of good things when able.. love what good has done.. never disrespect a life.. laughter in the sun..

Dreams in time tripped into crime hard to keep yourself.. poor buys lots of honor.. as they put you on the shelf..

Some see who they are.. share it in a dance.. most are sliced positioned diced by money ‘fancy pants’..

not the billionaire or millionaire lives ‘over there’.. 

A half percent who run this world.. act out ‘pretend to care’..

Feeling.. ‘This morning I saw our president speak of the budget.. he was asked if he thought it possible they would not reach an accord on time.. he answered.. he thought the differences may be too large to overcome.. asked if he saw a way.. he answered.. ‘if I am willing to gut Medicare.. Medicaid.. Gut Social Security’..

I had to wait.. breathe easy to approach this in word.. still.. It is not rocket science.. it does not take great intelligence to see entitlements are not even remotely responsible for the economic situation. 

I believe It is war and the folks who profit from it.  I believe it travesty and unconscionable that once again this is happening.  Fifty million people are on Social Security.  Many of them worked for it.  Everyone I have read that did opinion on the Social Security

program shared my view.. it is good.. it is necessary. 

If that is not plain enough.. IT IS A WHOLE LOT CHEAPER.. AND MORE NECESSARY THAN WAR!!.. Peace in Clarity.. Tony

©AC.13.3.13.arr././

Bygones never are..

‘JUDGE NOT LEST YOU BE JUDGED’ THIS MAN CAUGHT IN A WEB OF POLITICAL CLEAN UPS.. WHO KNEW MOST ABOUT THESE TRANSGRESSIONS?

I am not Catholic by religion.  I hold with no organized religion.  I understand and believe religion to be a good facet of social endeavor.

However..

As Einstein quoted.. ‘for any man to portend to be objective is an absurdity’.. this has never held truer than those confused in their own guilt.  Guilt from actions of others.. including those who create paths for folks to dump their psychological baggage.. including constituents own lack of action and guts when facing political presumption and stupidities.. it helps to remember ‘the depth of manipulative action that comes with unlimited resource’.

Having been alive during the time Cardinal Mahoney is charged with failing his parishioners I must wonder.. what would any have him do? 

Any social place or position has common opinion of a traitor or rat.. 

If he truly believes the mandates of the Catholic Church confession and penance make it right. 

I heard the rant of a women on network television.. ‘it ruined my life.. I was made to think it was my fault’.. this sounds like.. probably is.. the work of a parish priest speaking to parents.. ‘protecting the church’. 

My first thought was for the woman.. it went something like this..

‘to extend that negative action to this time is useless.. futile and you deserve better.. cut it loose.. let it go.. it is not your sickness unless you make it so’..  

Nitpicking redundancy will change nothing.  It simply extends the actions bad example. 

We have so much to do.  Last night I heard something refreshing.. a good thing.. About 18 million African children are alive for work of one charity.. another 43 million have education available from the same resource. 

This good comes right in line with the work of Steve Pincus PhD/Harvard/  professor at Yale.  He published his thesis in trilogy.. a sound research proving among other things, the world has statistically never been more peaceful.. and why.

It is folly to look to the past with an eye for anything save knowledge.  Useless concepts of revenge are long since overshadowed by the very real presence of Karma.. ‘goes around comes around’ and the natural order of a primal mammal. 

It is to study.. learn from.. and at most add to.. life has immutable rules which must be respected and can only be added to.. An old saying which applies.. ‘To err is human.. to forgive is divine’ Alexander Pope 1688-1744.. Peace Tony

©AC.24.2.13.arr././