REVOLT AGAINST JOBS FOR THE BOYS
INFANTICIDE SOMETIMES -JOBS ONLY FOR OLDIES ABUELITOS AND SUS NIETOS
THE ANCIENT SOARIANS BELIEVE THAT INFANTS ARE JOBLESS
AND MUST REMAIN (IF NECESSARY) IN THAT CONDITION
THE GREEKS REGARDED INFANTICIDE AS THE NECESSARY AND SIMPLY PROPER WAY
TO DEAL WITH A PROBLEM TO THE ESTABLISHMENT
The Establishment Clause is the first of several pronouncements
in the First Amendment to the United States Constitution
DO YOU WISH SEPARATION BETWEEN SOARIAN MASSONS AND THE PLEBE?
THEN SPEAK OF ABORTION AS GENERAL AND NOTORIUS
THE GERMANS ARE BARBARIANS THEY DID NOT ALLOW INFANTICIDE
THE SOARIAN PROTESTS SHOW THAT OLD PEOPLE WITH ETHICAL PRINCIPLES
NEED JOBLESS KIDS TO CHANGE DIAPERS OF THE OLD NOMENKLATURA
CHILDREN REARED FOR OLDIES
WHO SPECULATED ON THEIR FUTURE VALUE AS SLAVES OR PROSTITUTES
IT'S LIFE
UM B-LOKI PRA GENTE DE FÉ OU DE FEZES OU MESMO DE FEZADAS E PRA FÉS SEM GENTE NENHUMA OU MESMO PRA CÁ FÉS SEM CÁ FÉ E NA...FÉ QUE MOVE MUNDOS E DÁ MUNDOS EXTRA AO MUNDO UNO OU AO DEUS ...É UMA QUESTÃO DE FÉ OU FALTA DELA
samedi 19 novembre 2011
lundi 13 juin 2011
ATTEMPTS TO GO HIGHER, FARTHER,FASTER SPEEDING THROUGH THE BIG GODS
GODS ON THE MOVE
THE STEAM GODS BREAK THROUGH THE HAY BARRIER
ON THIS FATEFUL DAY THE CIVILIZATION CRASHED INTO A STANDING FUTURE
THE AMAZING CONQUEST OF TIME AND SPACE IS ILLUSION DUST
THE ROAD TO FAILURE IS AROUND US
THE HORSELESS AGE
DECORATED WITH VARIOUS COMBINATIONS OF DEVILS SAILORS SWORDS SKELETONS AND SKULLS
IT WAS A FAT LIFE
AND THE FELLOWS OF DESPERATE FORTUNES ARE NOW FORCED TO FLY
THE ROUGH TIMES ARE NEAR
THE STEAM GODS BREAK THROUGH THE HAY BARRIER
ON THIS FATEFUL DAY THE CIVILIZATION CRASHED INTO A STANDING FUTURE
THE AMAZING CONQUEST OF TIME AND SPACE IS ILLUSION DUST
THE ROAD TO FAILURE IS AROUND US
THE HORSELESS AGE
DECORATED WITH VARIOUS COMBINATIONS OF DEVILS SAILORS SWORDS SKELETONS AND SKULLS
IT WAS A FAT LIFE
AND THE FELLOWS OF DESPERATE FORTUNES ARE NOW FORCED TO FLY
THE ROUGH TIMES ARE NEAR
mercredi 11 mai 2011
LUCIUS VERUS LES GRIMOIRES DE SATAN UND THE PORTUGUESE POTLATCH
The FREEDMEN IN THE STATE
EVERY DESPOT NEEDS MINISTERS
UNDER LUCIUS SO ARES VERUS CLAUDIUS SILVANUS
AND NERO WOLF (THE SOCRATES COVILHANENSIS)
THE imperial freedmen attained their greatest ascendancy
they accumulated enormous wealth
by abusing their power and making a traffic in civic rights in places or pardons
and were agents of corruption
WHEN THE MORALS OF THOSE POLITICAL CONCUBINES BECAME LOWER THAN SLIME
THE POPULAR OPINION UNDERGONE A INVERSION IN FOUR DAYS
LED IRREVOCABLY TO THE CONCLUSION
PARADOXICAL AS IT MAY SEEM
THAT HE WHO AS GUILTY OF IMMORALITY KNOWING IT TO BE WRONG
WAS FAR LESS CRIMINAL THAN HE WHO BELIEVING IT TO BE RIGHT
UND SO VICE BECOME PROVERBIAL
AND the GODS OF VICE BURN THE PORTUGUESE GIFTS
IN SATAN'S POTLATCH
EVERY DESPOT NEEDS MINISTERS
UNDER LUCIUS SO ARES VERUS CLAUDIUS SILVANUS
AND NERO WOLF (THE SOCRATES COVILHANENSIS)
THE imperial freedmen attained their greatest ascendancy
they accumulated enormous wealth
by abusing their power and making a traffic in civic rights in places or pardons
and were agents of corruption
WHEN THE MORALS OF THOSE POLITICAL CONCUBINES BECAME LOWER THAN SLIME
THE POPULAR OPINION UNDERGONE A INVERSION IN FOUR DAYS
LED IRREVOCABLY TO THE CONCLUSION
PARADOXICAL AS IT MAY SEEM
THAT HE WHO AS GUILTY OF IMMORALITY KNOWING IT TO BE WRONG
WAS FAR LESS CRIMINAL THAN HE WHO BELIEVING IT TO BE RIGHT
UND SO VICE BECOME PROVERBIAL
AND the GODS OF VICE BURN THE PORTUGUESE GIFTS
IN SATAN'S POTLATCH
vendredi 8 avril 2011
THE RIDERS OF THE ORANGE WAVE-THE DAY OF WRATH IS NOW
THE STATE SKY SPLIT
AND UNDER A TRONE OF ORANGE FIRE
IN A RAINBOW THAT BURNED RED
SMALL AND BIG ORANGE RIDER'S EVERYWHERE
IN A TABLELAND OF STONE CRUMBLING UND DESOLATE
WORDS ERUPTED BURYING THE ANGELS ALIVE
THE DAY OF WRATH IS NOW
AND UNDER A TRONE OF ORANGE FIRE
IN A RAINBOW THAT BURNED RED
SMALL AND BIG ORANGE RIDER'S EVERYWHERE
IN A TABLELAND OF STONE CRUMBLING UND DESOLATE
WORDS ERUPTED BURYING THE ANGELS ALIVE
THE DAY OF WRATH IS NOW
vendredi 25 mars 2011
TIRED OF WAITING-THE PASSOS RABBIT- THE CRUSHER THE CLANKER THE GULPER
I MAKE THE HIDING PLACES THE DEEP PLACES
THE FLAKES OF THE RABBIT FLESH ARE JOINED TO EVERYTHING
YOU ARE ME I AM YOU IT MAKES NO DIFFERENCE
I HAVE PICKED EVERYBODY OUT
NO ONE IS TO SMALL
EACH FAIL AND DIES AND I AM THERE TO WATCH
I DON'T TO DO ANYTHING BUT WATCH
AN EYE FOR EACH LIVING THING
THE CRUMBLING OF COUNTRIES IS NEAR
THE FLAKES OF THE RABBIT FLESH ARE JOINED TO EVERYTHING
YOU ARE ME I AM YOU IT MAKES NO DIFFERENCE
I HAVE PICKED EVERYBODY OUT
NO ONE IS TO SMALL
EACH FAIL AND DIES AND I AM THERE TO WATCH
I DON'T TO DO ANYTHING BUT WATCH
AN EYE FOR EACH LIVING THING
THE CRUMBLING OF COUNTRIES IS NEAR
mardi 15 mars 2011
THERE ARE KOSMOS BEGGING FOR GODS- BUT GODS ARE SCARCE-INTER CAECOS REGNAT LUSCUS
SOCRATES LUSCUS REX
THE FALSE BLOOD OF HALF-AWAKE DEMI-GODS
STABBED BY THE ORANGE SUN
GROANS ON DARK REALITY
PEOPLE OF LONG BEARDS AND HORNS
THE RIDERS OF THE ORANGE WAVE
THE FALSE BLOOD OF HALF-AWAKE DEMI-GODS
STABBED BY THE ORANGE SUN
GROANS ON DARK REALITY
PEOPLE OF LONG BEARDS AND HORNS
THE RIDERS OF THE ORANGE WAVE
jeudi 3 février 2011
ALL THINGS THAT EXIST ARE FORMS OF THE SAME THING
ONLY FEAR AND PAIN PREVENT US FROM SEEING THE ROOTS OF LIFE
anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn't he danced his did
Women and men (both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
the sprouting largest final air
plunges
inward with hurled
downward thousands of enormous dreams
anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn't he danced his did
Women and men (both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
the sprouting largest final air
plunges
inward with hurled
downward thousands of enormous dreams
jeudi 27 janvier 2011
παιδεία ἀνεξέλεγκτος πλανᾶται THE ANTI-Κέλσος
Our methods of discussion, however, are rather of a gentle kind;
for we have learned that he who presides over the preaching of the word
ought to be able to confute gainsayers.
But if some continue indolent, and do not train themselves
so as to attend to the reading of the word,
and “to search the Scriptures,” and, agreeably to the command of Jesus,
to investigate the meaning of the sacred writings,
and to ask of God concerning them,
and to keep “knocking” at what may be closed within them,
the Scripture is not on that account to be regarded as devoid of wisdom.
for we have learned that he who presides over the preaching of the word
ought to be able to confute gainsayers.
But if some continue indolent, and do not train themselves
so as to attend to the reading of the word,
and “to search the Scriptures,” and, agreeably to the command of Jesus,
to investigate the meaning of the sacred writings,
and to ask of God concerning them,
and to keep “knocking” at what may be closed within them,
the Scripture is not on that account to be regarded as devoid of wisdom.
samedi 8 janvier 2011
GODS OF WAR DON'T HAVE DOUBTS-MEN ALL BLIND ALL ASLEEP DRUNK WITH HATE AND FATIGUE-DULCE Et DECORUM EST
MEN ALL BLIND ALL ASLEEP DRUNK WITH HATE AND FATIGUE
Dulce Et Decorum Est - AVE
AVE CESARS OF WAR
MORITURI TE SALUTAMUS
THE GOD OF WAR ANIBAL SILVANUS
THE GOD OF BLISS MANELUS HAPINESS LESS
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched ASLEEP. Many had lost their LIVES and boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; ALL BLIND
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
Dulce Et Decorum Est - AVE
AVE CESARS OF WAR
MORITURI TE SALUTAMUS
THE GOD OF WAR ANIBAL SILVANUS
THE GOD OF BLISS MANELUS HAPINESS LESS
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched ASLEEP. Many had lost their LIVES and boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; ALL BLIND
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
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