“food Of The Gods”
McKenna said; “They are the food of the gods”
“Has been so for 10,000 years, more or less
Consumed by shamans and a few demigods,
‘Til Laws made psilocybin illegal to possess”
It’s hard to profit from things we need not buy
For shrooms can be found growing in the wild
Alas, Feds cannot tax what grows in a cow pie!
For such a foul beginning...
It’s a wonder these unlikely fungi aren’t reviled
Some day, if you should stumble upon shrooms
Remember;
“The road to hell is paved with good intentions”
A “Good trip” can never be assumed,
You could fall short of unrealistic expectations
Mother Earth in her wisdom saw it fit,
To propagate her treasure in a plop of shit
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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The Senate is a place filled with goodwill and good intentions, and if the road to hell is paved with them, then it's a pretty good detour.
quote by Hubert H. Humphrey
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The Road To Hell
It’s not that I didn’t love you.
I only knew how to love my way.
My needs, my dreams, my expectations.
The result was my disappointment and my big mess.
If I told you I was wrong and you were right all these years.
Would it make any difference to you?
When the shoe is on the other foot.
You get blisters and blisters hurt.
You can always walk in my footsteps.
I hope you don’t fall where I fell.
Same path, same pitfalls.
I hope your sight is better than mine was.
A painless path to journey down.
It is easy to not see the damage when you are blind to others.
The road before me was a mirror.
My reflection was all I saw.
A lot of back tracking.
To get where I am now.
The journey back was painful.
As I walk past all the destruction I left in my wake.
The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Intentions are the sole property of it’s holder.
The best of intentions, the greatest of expectations.
Disappointment always disappoints in the end.
When I sought what I didn’t have.
When I sought what I thought I wanted.
I lost sight of what I had.
A thief will steal your jewels when you aren’t watching.
It’s not what you don’t have, you need to protect.
Because you don’t have it and you may never.
There are no guarantees in life.
Rather than being satisfied, we risk it all though.
Was it worth the risk to me?
What was the pay off?
What did I lose?
The stakes were higher than the payoff.
The payoff was regret, shame and loss.
That is what I walked away with.
If life was a game, I’d be a winner.
But life is not, so I lost.
Selfish love takes everything it can get.
When it walks from the table broke and broken, it is bitter.
Selfless love gives all it can give.
When it walks from the table broke and broken, it is just happy it played.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
The road to Hell is paved with good intentions.
quote by Samuel Johnson
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TERENCE McKENNA
He navigated thru the fields of mystery
Unafraid to taste the “Food Of The Gods”
Explored, with wisdom Shamanic history
For this a grateful Earth applauds
ROTMS
Epilog from “Food of the Gods”
By Terence McKenna
WE AWAIT OURSELVES WITHIN A VISION
“We can now move toward a new vision of ourselves and our role
in nature. We are the omni-adaptable species, we are the thinkers,
the makers and solvers of problems. These great gifts that are
ours alone and which come out of the evolutionary matrix of the
planet is not for us, out of convenience, satisfaction, or our greater
glory. They are for life; they are the special qualities that we can
contribute to the great community of organic being, if we are to
become the care giver, the gardener, and the mother of our Mother,
which is the living Earth.
Here there is a great mystery. In the middle of the slow-moving
desert of unreflecting nature we come upon ourselves and perhaps
we ourselves for the first time. We are colorful, cantankerous, and
alive with hopes and dreams that, so far as we know, are unique in
the universe. We have been too long asleep and shackled by the
power we have ceded to the least noble parts of ourselves and the
least noble among us. It is time that we stood up and faced the fact
that we must and can change our minds.
The long night of human history is drawing at last to its conclusion.
Now the air is hushed and the east is streaked with the rosy
blush of dawn. Yet in the world we have always known evening
grows deeper and the shadows lengthen toward the night that will
know no end. One way or another the story of the foolish monkey
is nearly and forevermore over. Our destiny is to turn without regret
from what has been, to face ourselves, our parents, lover, and children,
to gather our tool kits, animals, and the old-old dreams, so
that we may move out across the visionary landscape of ever-deeper
understanding. Hopefully there, where we have always been most
comfortable, most ourselves, we will find glory and triumph in the
search for meaning in the endless life of the imagination, at play
at last in the fields of an Eden re-found.”
Terence McKenna
poem by Ray Lucero
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The Gods Made Heavy Metal
In the beginning there was silence and darkness
All across the earth
Then came the wind and a hole in the sky
Thunder and lightning came crashing down
Hit the earth and split the ground
Fire burned high in the sky
From down below fire melted the stone
The ground shook and started to pound
The gods made heavy metal and they saw that is was good
They said to play it louder than Hell
We promised that we would
When losers say it's over with you know that it's a lie
The gods made heavy metal and it's never gonna die
We are the true believers
It's our turn to show the world
In the fire of heavy metal we were burned
It's more than our religion it's the only way to live
But the enemies of metal we can't forgive
Cause we believe in the power and the might
And the gods who made metal are with us tonight
The gods made heavy metal and they saw that is was good
They said to play it louder than Hell
We promised that we would
When losers say it's over with you know that it's a lie
The gods made heavy metal and it's never gonna die
We believe in the power and the might
And the gods who made metal are with us tonight
We're here tonight for heavy metal are you ready in the hall
They have chosen us and we have heard the call
Gonna tear the roof off with our sound
Crack the walls and shake the ground
Fight tonight for metal one and all
Cause we believe in the power and the might
And the gods who made metal are with us tonight
The gods made heavy metal and they saw that is was good
They said to play it louder than Hell
We promised that we would
When losers say it's over with you know that it's a lie
The gods made heavy metal and it's never gonna die
song performed by by Manowar from Louder Than Hell
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First Trip To The Ranch
I had a lot of questions
Duriing my first trip
I'd seen picutres
Heard stories
I had never been
My uncle's car was loaded down
I'm not sure how many he was expecting
We were carrying enough food
To feed them all
First time I had ever been
Off the main highway
Off the last paved county road
It'd been a while since
The last stretch had been graveled
Slow bumps last leg of the trip
The first to meet us
When we got close
Were the staggering pigs
My uncle was smiling big
For the rest of my first trip
He turned to my aunt
In the front seat
I was in the back
Between lots of beer and boxes of cut meat
We were almost there
'Looks like Delbert's been cookin''
Was all he said
I had no idea 'til years later
Not something they discussed
In front of us kids
Ranch had original wood stove
Recent indoor plumbing
Outhouse still stood at the ready
If needed
For the overflow crowd
Found out years later
Why the pigs were as happy
As the rest of the crowd
They - -pigs that is
Were fed the remaing corn mash
Used to cook the shine
Had enough kick left
For them to greet my uncle
With the good news
On my first trip
Turned out to be
A great weekend
Family reunion
Good times
Had by all
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And you know, I said yesterday, you know, you know, if they're not going to - if the feds aren't going to do their job, well, then, I'm up to suing the feds to make them do their job! I mean, they sued Arizona, you know, we can sue them back! I mean, they're not - they're not enforcing the laws!
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Good Intentions
Mama always prayed that Id be a better man than daddy
And I determined not to let her down
Deserted by the man she loved and left to raise four children
We were the local gossip of the town.
I promised her that Id live right and not be like the others
But I wound up in jail on chrismas day
I told her Id be home and not to worry bout my brothers
When I got home my mom had passed away
(chorus)
And I hear tell the road to hell is paved with good intentions
And mama my intentions were the best
Theres lotsa things in my life I just as soon not mention
Looks like Ive turned out like all the rest
But mama my intentions were the best
A little boy with big blue eyes a-beggin to go fishing
I promised him but never took the time
Now they wont let me see him and I sit here a-wishing
Wishin I could hold him one more time
(repeat chorus)
But mama my intentions were the best
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Bible in Poetry: 1 Corinthians 8
1Foods sacrificed to idols all:
We know we all possess knowledge,
That puffs up, but love builds it up.
2 The man who thinks he knows something,
Does not yet know things he must know.
3He, who loves God, is known by God.
4 Of eating food sacrificed to idols:
An idol is nothing at all;
There is no God but one in world.
5 For ev’n if there are so-called gods,
Whether in heaven or on earth,
(Indeed there are many 'gods', 'lords') ,
6 Yet, there is but one God for us,
The Father, from whom all things came,
And for whose sake, we live on earth;
There is but one Lord, Jesus Christ,
Through whom all things had come to us,
Through whom we live, our lives on earth.
7But everyone does not know this.
Some people are so accustomed
To idols that when they eat food,
They think it was sacrificed to it,
And since their conscience is weak,
It is defiled when they eat it.
8 But food doesn’t bring us nearer God;
We aren’t worse off if we don’t eat,
And better not, if we do eat.
9 Be careful that your freedom then,
Does not become a stumbling block,
To your weaker brothers on earth.
10 If one with a weak conscience,
Sees that you have this knowledge then,
Eating in an idol's temple,
Will emboldened be, to eat what
Has been sacrificed to idols!
11 This weak brother, for whom Christ died,
Is destroyed by your knowledge thus.
12 And when you sin against brothers
This way and wound their conscience,
You sin against the Savior Christ.
13 If what I eat could cause therefore,
My brother to fall into sin,
I will not eat meat ever again,
So that, I will not cause his fall.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-1-2007
poem by John Celes
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I Cant Dance To That
Now theres no storyline
Just a real good time
And I dont want to seem to be mistaken
But theres a tale to tell
On this road to hell
Its in between the lines the case Im making
Oh, lord, look my way
Save me from these crazy things I see
I dont know whats going on round here these days
But I cant dance to that
Oh, I cant dance to that
So let me dance to this
cos I cant dance to that
If youll excuse me please
You see I got to go
And take myself before Im past redemption
A voice is calling out
As if I didnt know
This wretched road is paved with good intentions
All the way
Down this judas track
I know it so well
And I aint going back
I dont know what happened to the good time songs
But I cant dance to that
Oh, I cant dance to that
So let me dance to this
cos I cant dance to that
Tell me what you know
Take away these chains
What stood in front of me it looks so pretty
But I cant dance to a cold machine
Oh, lord, and every drummer you know just what I mean
Oh, I cant dance to that
So let me dance to this
song performed by by Chris Rea
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My mark
I don't want you to cry on last day
I don't want you to cry tears of sadness
I want you to cry tears of joy
Cry cause because you remember the good things I use to do here on earth
I want you to remember my smile
My jokes
My T L C
I want you to remember me as a fighter
I want you to remember me as the most sweetest person
I want you to remember me as someone who always made you feel good
I want you remember me as the friendliest person
I want you to remember me as the person who use to light up the room
I want you to remember me
As a nice smelling perfume
I want you to remember me
As a hereon
I want you to remember me
As the most craziest person
Not in bad way but in good way
That is why I worked so hard
To became a good person
In order for you to have lots of good memories about me n less bad memories
I want to be remembered as person who left a really good mark
Vangile Mtyali
Written on the 28/02/2008
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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Endless Life
Drink the water to ease my pain
Nights like these I only read about
Nights like these I only dreamt about
As we turned
As we rolled
I felt something strange
I felt you
Sorry folks, but I cant decipher the rest of the song.
I know I could perhaps on some shrooms or good blotter,
But I cant really do that at this time.
Any insight would be appreciated!
song performed by by Verve
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All Good Things
All good things got to come to an end
The thrills have to fade
Before they come round again
The bills will be paid
And the pleasure will mend
All good things got to come to an end
God I wish I was home
Laying round with my friends
The call of the wild
Caution thrown to the wind
The fall of the child
Where the longing begins
All good things got to come to an end
Like a river flows
Rolling till it ends in the sea
Our pleasure grows
Rolling till it ends in you and me
Now as the dark gathers into the sky
And legions of might go thundering by
Regions of light grow dim and then die
And we with our wings
Wait for morning to fly
Like a river flows
Rolling till it ends in the sea
Our pleasure grows
Rolling till it ends in you and me
Rolling till it ends in you and me
Here where the angels
Have appeared and are gone
Your face like an ember
Glows in the dawn
But I want you to remember
All wild deeds live on
All good times, all good friends
All good things got to come to an end
The thrills have to fade
Before they come round again
The bills will be paid
And the pleasure will mend
All good things got to come to an end
All good times, all good friends
All good things got to come to an end
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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The road to ruin is paved with good intentions.
10 Things I'm Sorry For
I'm sorry that I love you
In such ways I cant let go
I'm sorry that I spoke true
In ways you didn't want to know
I'm sorry that I put you through
This hell that I bestowed
Im sorry for things I've done
For the poor effects they've had
I'm sorry for failing at fun
For making good things bad
I'm sorry for shit I begun
All the times I made you mad
I'm sorry I am always there
Even when you dont want me
I'm sorry I can seem unfair
Even when dont try to be
I'm sorry I am causing scares
Especially for their degree
But why I'm sorry most of all
Is not something you might expect
With hopes that you may recall
It's that I'm not sorry one bit
For even though I made this fall
You may look back and acquit
I'm not sorry for doing things
That may one day help out
And if I can just keep waiting
The seeds I sowed will sprout
Or maybe I will just bring
It all crashing down
And of it's death I shall sing
Before good can come about
poem by Aplier Hao
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Hymn 43 part 2
The Christian's treasure.
1 Cor. 3:21.
How vast the treasure we possess!
How rich thy bounty, King of grace!
This world is ours, and worlds to come;
Earth is our lodge, and heav'n our home.
All things are ours: the gifts of God;
The purchase of a Savior's blood;
While the good Spirit shows us how
To use, and to improve them too.
If peace and plenty crown my days,
They help me, Lord, to speak thy praise;
If bread of sorrows be my food,
Those sorrows work my lasting good.
I would not change my blest estate
For all the world calls good or great;
And while my faith can keep her hold,
I envy not the sinner's gold.
Father, I wait thy daily will;
Thou shalt divide my portion still;
Grant me on earth what seems thee best,
Till death and heav'n reveal the rest.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Even the highway leading to Hell is paved with good intentions.
Hell isn't merely paved with good intentions; it's walled and roofed with them. Yes, and furnished too.
quote by Aldous Huxley
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