OR: ALL HAIL THE DISNEY WHITE MAN'S THRONE
The founders’ true genius lay in Fracturing Power; split into discreet or rival forms, as witnessed by some states now responding with vigilance and jealousy of that power threatened because The Disney Character In the White House is WIELDING MONEY-POWER Like A Sword To Vanquish America's great brown enemys and establish HIS HOLY CAUCASIAN RULE!
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NOTES:
file under the heading of: THE GLOBAL CAPITALIST/CAUCASIAN INSURGENCY
You ruled the world with iron and lies.
Five hundred years of noise,
five hundred years of pain.
You called your conquest civilization,
your theft, discovery,
your cruelty, progress.
You built kingdoms upon stolen bones,
cathedrals upon blood and grief.
You crowned yourselves gods,
and forced the world to kneel.
But what goes up must come down.
Even gods fall.
The scripture you gave by force
now testifies against you —
“God cannot be mocked.”
You shall reap what you sow.
The harvest of sorrow draws near.
Your towers of deceit will tremble.
Your gold will turn to dust.
Your children will hunger.
Your nations will divide.
And those you once enslaved
will feed you crumbs,
as the wheel turns full.
The color you worshipped
will become a mark of shame.
Your arrogance will echo
as laughter across the Earth.
And when the new world asks,
“Why has Europe fallen?”
the prophets will answer —
They harvested what they planted.
[ Should I write it? ]
If I.N.S. is going to:
kidnap, drug and deposit me on the wrong side of the Mexican border, I might get serious about the value of verbal persuasions!!!
I'm not of Mexican heritage but my "Hispanic" ("American" Caribbean-Indigenous) tanning might be enough for the inbred Southern bing-bang neanderthal spoon-challenged cretins they're hiring and I end up in God's country - ( CHOCOLATE - COFFEE - COCAINE . . . ? - ¿ NOT PUNISHMENT)¡!¡
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Took sail with a north-easterly wind did the Nords
From the glaciated valleys and narrow steep fjords
A sea voyage away by chance three lands found
Norsemen have come to claim their ground
Dragon-headed prows, ships with wooden oars
Centuries before famous lauded explorers
A Vikings roaring soul was the longboat Drakkar
Thru misty waters and unintruded shores afar
The land was calm—no frost in winter
Wild wilderness and little did the grass wither
What’s green is ice and what’s ice is green
Named in contrast so the truth be unseen
So not to make it sound it’s to one’s liking
This is the legacy of the brash hardy breed Viking
The sagas of the Icelanders—Edda
Old Norse óðr poetry of how they discovered America
I said I couldn’t write
for I am an empty pen,
my ink wasted
on letters no one will read.
Torn, crumpled,
fed to the black hole
of a trash can.
Now I write of silence
Etching words into wood
For I have broken my vow with the papers
It isn’t determination,
nor delusion
just a moment,
a fragment that insists on staying.
And still, I write
not with ink,
but with the sharp edge
of a pen
long drained of stain.
Jay Townsend Johnson Henry hacking into Knights of Columbus State Secretary on a state level also military order of the Purple Heart hurting veterans families you are scum for helping her and Ciro Gargano arson murderer faking his death to exploit veterans and their families shame on you breaking into grand knights homes to hack their wives jay Townsend Johnson Henry tried to murder me with her gunman 23 years ago now she’s attacking my disabled family I will never fear scum trash abuse of power JHORE Domestic terrorists
My town is a very friendly city,
Filled with great music and attractive art.
Long, dirt roads surrounded with great Pine Trees
An incredible Air Force base with planes,
that soar above the small town I call home.
Peaceful rivers where most go in summer.
Tasty southern meals at every table,
Worshiping churches everywhere you go,
Historic culture all throughout the town.
Beautiful wildflowers seen in spring,
along with loving and pleasant people.
Old antebellum homes and public schools.
Little statues with very big meanings.
Housing the first public women’s college.
Possum Town, where many lives are rooted,
which does include my family and I.
With a great heart, comes lots of great people.
This town is all I have known my whole life.
From the building I took my first breath in,
to the little league fields I stepped foot on.
The Spiritual/Material Nexus is Biology and its material antithetical responses to "The Laws of Nature".
That process is fundamentally "Cooperative"; a symbiosis based on "Trust".
The successful Social Organism, "Civilization", operates the same way.
President Trump never speaks "The Truth".
A "Faithless" Government is a failure calling for immediate remediation or abolition to safeguard our Individual values.
The Stars and the Stripes,
Is the blood that we shed.
I pledge allegiance to the flag,
Running through my head.
The Home of the Brave,
And the land of the free.
Soldiers died to give their life,
For you, and for me.
The Stars and the Stripes,
Is the blood that we shed.
I’m proud to be an American,
Running through my head.
The Home of the Brave,
And the land of the free.
God Bless our USA,
For you, and for me.
Beautiful O Beautiful,
Are the Stars and the Stripes.
Scream it loud for all to hear.
Fight, Fight, Fight.
"Izzie"
I know a quiet girl whose name is Izzie
Pays twenty dollars to get a little dizzy
Lately, she's busy smoking up on that boy
Poisoned capillaries we both can enjoy
She's been romanced in pitch black death
Sells her frail body that's powder fresh
Her blood jacked up for a little taste
Stabs a vein with her favorite toxic waste
Come on lil Izzie it's all you care to smoke
Don't worry this time, iffin y'all be broke
There's plenty more where that came from
Izzie baby, you & that boy sho enuf in love
Come see Daddy Kane any time baby
Now don't ya forget next time it'll be eighty
Midnight room filled in a junkie's worst kinda fears
Searching the floor hoping something appears
Combing the fibers of carpet for souvenirs
Just a mirage all your hopes disappear
Hush lil baby don't say a single word
Daddy Kane has got you a lil reward
The Punk Poe…
Always Be Punk…
Always Be Drunk…
(On Poetry)
THE
ROAD
TO
HEAVEN
IS
OBEDIENCE
TO
GOD'S
WORD
Passing years and Google
I wonder how old one has to be to have a dignified life, Google wants to re-identify myself
It appears there are many of me
They sent me a form where I have to place figures where they sit and move around
the problem is my eyesight is not good after
all at 86 six I’m not a Falk-eyed Indian
How this test can prove whether I’m me and not a company I don’t know
As it is I can’t log into X where I have 200 followers, which at my age is encouraging that there are people who like my view about politics and life in general
Old age is not for the insipid, we who are classified as old suffer joint pains and have legs unwilling to carry us around
Our minds are not as old as our bodies we have tons of experience to divulge, the politics of today have happened before, we know
Is there or should, there be a cutoff point to life
Say at 75 but we old think 75 is young, I even had girlfriends back then, who thought I was handsome; they should see me now!
I feel resentful, that Google in its hunt for
Fake accounts have singled me out after twenty years of loyal service
A new chapter in the country history now begins
Making America Great Again done through unity
Ending the political division that separate people
Republicans and Democrats rebuilding the dream
It is built on the founding fathers' vision for all
Choosing to be part of this new shared vision
American citizens sharing and living that dream
Dust down the founders declaration once again
Awaken the American Dream with your strength
When you stand together, you will stand united
Now, are you ready for the dawn of your dream
For they know not what they are doing
How could they not
as God-given capacity for ignorance
is only blasphemy when available
The Indigenous of New Zealand
Never heard Jesus's sweet name
until 1814, So all those natives
get to burn forever with Hauty
The proud church of Christ
and its east-west schisms
And Luther's nailed paper
Show God's "unauthorized" confusion
Mormons and Muslims follow
in the writing of many books
and their books on their books
and their books on their books and
There once was a man named Galileo.
To him, scientific knowledge we owe.
He was the brainy inventor
who said, "the earth ain't the center."
I guess that was his basic ideo.
There was a lady named Cleopatra.
She was sad, so I said, "what's the matta?"
"Caesar was stabbed by a brute."
Then, Mark Antony said "You're cute!"
And Cleopatra said, "right back at 'ya."
You may remember Jiminy Cricket.
His puppet said, "I sure like to lick it".
He warned Pinocchio,
"Wherever you may go,
be very careful where you may stick it".
Jiminy Cricket's first lesson for you
is he coulda lived to a hundred two,
but the sign said "don't walk",
so he stood there to gawk.
Now, that's him on the bottom of your shoe.
Christopher Columbus thought the world, round.
The King of Spain, thought his mind, not sound.
The Queen said that what he states
convincingly penetrates.
Chris now has ships to sail the world, around.
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