____AMERICA__LAND__OF__FEAR_____



what is the easiest way to get your population to conform to
to the ideas that you wish? As a Government, how do you reshape,
mold your population into the lambs that you want them to be?
How dose a Government take control, rule you, without force?

' ____I__KNOW__HOW____ '

Feed you an idea of freedome.
Tell you that money, capitalism matters most.
Build your dreams, of an American dream.
The dream of MONEY< POWER< the thing that rules all.

Now here is the fun part! They scare you! They Scare you!
They put fear in you. The fear of losing it all!
The fear of losing everything you own!
Those things, the things that own you now!

That's now you control a population of millions! Take what
they have, and put the fear of indigence on the table!

______DO NOT__LET__THE__GOVERNMENT__DO__THIS__TO__YOU______

____FIGHT__THE__FEAR____

Why Stereotype or be Superficial?

Stereotyping is a bad thing, being superficial is another bad thing, and if most people can avoid those two things, I believe we would be much better off.

Look at it this way, if we are not being either of those two things, that's being superficial or stereotyping each other we can get down to what is important, like deciding on where we are going to eat tonight, or what movie we are going to watch and best off all but not last is the great hug and comfort you get from having a good friend to share your time with.

- Love, Why? -

I think we all hope to obtain love some day and hopefully by someone that truly loves us back. But, how can we ever be sure that the one we believe to be the love of all love is in deed that true love. Why do we want it so bad? The answer is, love can lift, motivate and remove burdens. Love can also crush, destroy, and even cause us to kill. So, why is it that we try so hard to find this ever elusive feeling; this thing that is the end all purpose of mate-dom.

I can say with certainty that I’ve been a fool for love and without the gratifying ending that so many Hollywood films depict. You know the one I'm talking about--with the loving couple that reunite at the end and live happily-every-after. In my mind, it would be the most spiteful of all jokes if the Gods placed love among us for their own personal entertainment. Can you imagine those narcissistic bastards sitting among the heavens watching us rip each other apart, beg for their help to find some reason to fall in love once more and repeat that cycle all over again? So I say; love, Why?

The Loop!

Now that you've gotten yourself out of bed, walked to the bath room, jumped out of the shower, dressed yourself for work. You had your super quick breakfast or none at all. You head to your 9 to 5, smoke break when you can, time to go, fought the traffic home. You zapped your microwave dinner and stressed over your bills. Now watching American media that lies to you. You watch the commercials that tell you are ugly or fat or stupid or have a small penis or inject this poison into your forehead it will remove winkles.

'NEW FLASH,' the microwave food you just ate has Ecoli. You freak, you try to write down the lot number the News caster announced. You call your physician that you can't afford, because your 9 to 5 doesn't cover Ecoli. You stress even more because now all the hard work that you put into your 9 to 5 seems like a waste, because now your going to die before you can spend it all. For a brief moment you forget about the Ecoli announcement and you ponder who will end up with your money.

Now you feel really sick, and the walls are closing in, and you can't seem to breathe. The lights seem a little darker, and the TV sounds a little less audible, and your stomach seems to bubble and churn. Your faith... Oh, your faith seems to be the only way out. So you pray and you pray and you pray, and you pass out~

You wake many hours later and its morning. You are on the floor where your meal is glued to your face and the acid from your belly leaves the soft flesh of your cheeks sensitive; tender. You don't feel so good, but you get up, go to the bath room, jumped out of the shower, dressed yourself for work, had your super quick breakfast or none at all, you head to your 9 to 5, and you start all over again!

What is in the words of a song?

I have been blown away today. I don't think I can fully express what I experienced. I was searching for some music on a LA public radio station; KCRW. I usually listen the the archived Aaron Byrd show. A few weeks ago, there was a song by the group Little Dragon. During my search I came across this song and its video, which literally made me cry! I don't know how to explain it, but if you watch the video, watch it alone with no distractions, preferably with head-phone on.

WHAT IS BEAUTY

Have you ever wondered why people find us attractive?
Have you ever wondered why we ignore the compliments they give us?
Have you ever wondered why we don't take their compliments serious?

Why is that?
Why can't we take what someone truly meant as a compliment and hold it,
bask in it, believe in it.

Why is that so hard for us to do?
Why can't we just accept the graciousness that others have provided.

what are we afraid of?

Are we afraid that if we reciprocate it will send a false message?

WHAT ARE WE FUCKIN' AFRAID OF?

We tend to not see what they see. We tend to reject what they "claim" to be
a fact for them.

We look at their remark with contempt, distrust, and utter bewilderment.

WE SUCK! WE SUCK BECAUSE WE CANNOT STAND OURSELVES. WE CANNOT BELIEVE THAT
SOMEONE WOULD FIND US ATTRACTIVE, THAT SOMEONE COULD ACTUALLY WANT US! WHAT
THE FUCK IS OUR PROBLEM? WHY IS IT SO HARD TO BE LOVED, OR BELIEVE THAT THE
PERSON THAT SAYS "You are beautiful" actually means it!

WE FUCKIN' SUCK! I FUCKIN' SUCK, & YOU FUCKIN' SUCK FOR NOT BELIEVING ME!