October Surprise
Iran rebels, will sell crude outside “Cartel”
Over low barrel price, Bush doth agonize
Readies to loose his “War dogs from hell”
So in late 2008 expect “October surprise”
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Sinkhole For Dollars
Congress gave Bush 185 Billion more
Until end of 2008, financed Iraqi war
Continues then more blood and gore
Then nukes Iran, for a deadly encore
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Oil Replaces Gold Standard
(Essay)
“Oil is the new gold standard. As international community becomes more oil dependent the closer mankind moves to global fascism.”
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Securing all known oil reserves is the goal/long term plan of the United States, Britain and other conspirators. This gives them control over extraction, distribution and pricing.
“Peak oil” is a myth created to instill fear and create panic. There’s enough oil in Alaska alone to furnish the needs of the United States for more than enough time to develop alternate energy. The exploration, mapping, drilling and capping of oil wells on Gull Island located in the waters of Prudhoe Bay, Alaska is well known. The by-product of the Alaskan oil wells is an abundance of natural gas, indeed enough to supply heating needs in the U.S. for a very long time. The current administration dare not open this vast oil/natural gas reserve, lest their long term plans be spoiled.
In order to accomplish a global monopoly the conspirators must eliminate rogue producer/competitors like Iran, Venezuela and Russia. To this end, Bush-Cheney are currently pressing hard to start a war with Iran, by any means including lies and false accusations. They’re acutely aware that Iranian oil production readies to sell their oil for currencies other than the U.S. dollar. This could dramatically lower the price of gas at the pump and devastate the U.S. economy.
You may ask why/how could lower prices be harmful to the U.S. economy.
The simple truth resides in the deals cut with Saudi Arabia and other world oil producers by the USA. Indeed, the written and unwritten agreements that guarantee producers fabulous wealth, as long as they sell oil for dollars. The principal reason why Bush invaded Iraq was to curtail Hussein’s threat to sell oil for Euros. He’d still be in power today had he played ball with U.S. handlers.
As the largest oil producer in the world Saudi Arabia represents a classic example of how “One hand washes the other”. Big oil companies develop the oil fields and supervise extraction, Wall Street banking middlemen set oil barrel prices for dollars and collect huge profits, then as agreed Saudis plow their profits into the U.S. to help pay off debt. Should this delicate balance be disturbed, U.S. economic collapse would ensue. Now plug this scenario into other world producers and the conspiracy is exposed.
As it stands today, high prices at the gas pump are servicing national debt by we the consumers. To make things worse, offshore hedge funds are manipulating oil futures by speculating on the rise and fall of price of a barrel of oil, thus adding to volatility.
Planning and common sense have been thrown out the window for global control and profit…what follows is global fascism and “New World Order”.
As a global citizens and consumers we must seek the truth of what is taking place and then unite through national protest and organization. Knowledge is our true power and way out of a messy situation created by a greedy few.
“The righteous many, shall reclaim power and freedom from an evil few”
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Iran-Contra
Iran-contra,
Reagon dealing arms
to forbidden Iran...
in hopes to free hostages,
fund Nicaraguan rebels....
Contras, torture, assassinations,
kidnapping, even women and children...
fighting without rules...human rights violated...
overthrow the regime...
and U.S. control expands....
Iran, birthing terror threats,
and nuclear possibilities....
fixed on Israel!
meanwhile, money free and flowing,
jobs up, easy credit...
the American people blindly
buy and sell and follow....
profit, possessions, and stupor!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Libra Man
Sensitive, intelligent, wise
Strives to balance scales
For truth he doth agonize
Knows that peace prevails
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poem by Ray Lucero
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O. R. R.
(gary rossington -- johnny vanzant -- hughie thomasson -- rickey medlocke)
Theres a story to tell about days of old
A man and his gun, a street fighter Im told
Theres one in every town, tryin to make himself a name
If hes quicker on the draw, comes glory and fame
They say hes always alone, he rides a horse with no name
His only friend was the devil by his side but it caused him so much pain
If his guns could talk, oh, the stories they would tell
Of all the men who tried and lost, all the ones he sent to hell
(chorus)
They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town cant stay in any place to long
Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run
Things havent changed much these days
Faces are younger, but still they keep playing the deadliest game
Brothers and sisters, what are we fightin for
Its not for the fame or the glory anymore
I hear the mothers cryin
Too many children dyin
How many tears have to fall to bring this to an end
They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town cant stay in any place to long
Outlaws, renegades... oh
Theyre all outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town cant stay in any place to long
Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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The One
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one again
No surprise
You wanna be the one
Heard you had a story to tell
Sold your soul in a kiss and tell
Sliding down on a helter skelter ride
Into yesterday
No way out, the price of fame
Once its told will you be the same
Rolling down on a roller coaster ride
Well be waiting for you
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one again
No surprise
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one
No surprise
You wanna be the one
Shock the world with your fall from grace
Glory days gone without a trace
No surprise youre a face without a name
But we all still love you
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one again
No surprise
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one
No surprise
You wanna be the one
Its time to tell you
Were faithful and true
Take us back to the days
When we could dream
cos it makes us happy
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one again
No surprise
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one
No surprise
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one again
No surprise
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one
No surprise
No surprise
Hey that you wanna be the one
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Madman 92 Re-mix
Disneyland is the place to be, cmon baby, just you and me;
Hand in hand, to disneyland, we go! not slow;
Happiest place, in the world til the madman grabs a girl;
Hand in hand, with the madman, she goes! oh oh!
Chorus
Knife gleamin no feelins, axe wieldin, child stealin,
Madman is loose.... in disneyland (in disneyland)
Come here little girl if you wanna see, peter pans magic flight on l.s.d.
Up and down, all around, we go! whoa oh!
Repeat chorus
Madman is loose in disneyland; hes back here by popular demand;
Madman is loose in disneyland; hell take no lip but hell take your head!
Surprise, surprise, Im comin at ya live;
I sure as hell aint mickey mouse, Im a killer in disguise
You can run and you can hide;
But you aint gettin away cause I got you in my sight;
Axe wieldn, child stealin;
Im a mad mother and Im loose!... in disneyland!
Have you heard the news, madman sure is loose,
Got you by the noose, have his way with you;
Nothin you can do, headline in the news,
Madman sure is loose in disneyland.
Disneyland is the place to be, in california, by the sea;
Sunny day, were a.o.k., for now, and how;
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Ugly Kid Joe
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Lines Read at a Dairymen's Supper
It almost now seems all in vain
For to expect high price for grain,
Wheat is grown on Egyptian soil
On the banks of mighty Nile.
And where the Ganges it doth flow,
In India fine wheat doth grow,
And the price of labor is so cheap
That it they can successful reap.
Then let the farmers justly prize
The cows for land they fertilize,
And let us all with songs and glees
Invoke success into the cheese.
poem by James McIntyre
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Bright Sunny Day
If you wake up in the morning light
Something doesn't seem
or know is right
Lay back and let your feeling show
Come on and let the people know
Oh, that's the price that you pay
Oh, that's the price that you pay.
Just ?? money
Your baby ??
??
Now come on boys,??
Oh, that's the price that you pay
Oh, that's the price that you pay.
Oh, that's the price that you pay
Oh, that's the price that you pay.
Bad news is just an excuse
Get down and
let yourself keep loose
Go on and live for tomorrow
So much spent today in sorrow
Oh, that's the price that you pay
Oh, that's the price that you pay.
song performed by by Neil Young
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In-to-me-see = Intimacy
It's not mine to expect you should believe me
Intimacy is sharing depth of soul with one you trust
'Matters of the heart' are not without a bit of agony
So please scrutinize n' question motives if you must
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poem by Ray Lucero
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The Price That You Pay
If you wake up in the morning light
Something doesnt seem or know is right
Lay back and let your feeling show
Come on and let the people know
Oh, thats the price that you pay
Oh, thats the price that you pay.
Just ____________________ money
Your baby _______________________
________________________________
Now come on boys, ________________
Oh, thats the price that you pay
Oh, thats the price that you pay.
Oh, thats the price that you pay
Oh, thats the price that you pay.
Bad news is just an excuse
Get down and let yourself keep loose
Go on and live for tomorrow
So much spent today in sorrow
Oh, thats the price that you pay
Oh, thats the price that you pay.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Lost October
remember that im always by your side
even if you try to hide
ill always be with you
and ill never forget you
even until the end
ill never say goodbye again
ill never fade away
you'll remeber everything i say
when you cry when u sigh
when u die* remember ill be close by
cause your apart of me
and now your in me
late october when you told me
we'll be together again
something that would never happen again
you left me there thoughtless and confussed
feelin like i been used
till later at night in late october
still waiting, wishing you were here
till the day
the day i past away
but the days remain the same
im always with you and waiting
*~late in october*~
poem by Brandi Lynn
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When we criticize in Iran the actions of the government, the fundamentalists say that we and the Bush Administration are in the same camp. The funny thing is that human rights activists and Mr. Bush can never be situated in the same group.
quote by Shirin Ebadi
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Global Warming
You fool no one but yourself
Earth nears certain demise
Takes steps to heal Her Self
Humans Beings shall agonize
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To Her Highness
These here are the facts, very nearly true,
all about this lady I knew who
ate kale as though it was good for you.
And she seemed to be hardly mad at all,
but being less short than she was tall,
had more than a little way to fall.
So when she became not wholy sober,
one day in the month before October,
surprise, surprise, she toppled ober.
Was she simply so tight her gait got loose
from that old familiar juice abuse?
Or was she only a clumsy goose?
Or should the mother have taught her daughter
to be more erect and grow more shorter
and to eat less kale and drink more water?
poem by Red O'Mara
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~weather Wars~
Satan opened wide hell's doors
Gone, once blues skies overhead
Begins the age of 'Weather wars'
'Apocalypse! ' St. John once said
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More Fun Than A Barrel Of Monkeys
there are multiple questions pertaining to the concept,
'more fun than a barrel of monkeys.'
how big is the barrel?
how many monkeys are we talking about?
how big are the monkeys? Are we talking spider monkeys, chimps, baboons or what?
Are the monkeys old or young and where's the barrel, inside or outside?
If you leave the monkeys in the barrel, you got a problem:
they'll die in their own excrement,
if you lift the lid and let them out,
they might kill you.
a monkey can rip out your eyes, is that fun?
monkeys, leaping and running around the house, can do a lot of damage, is that fun?
monkeys are dirty, so... what exactly do you consider fun?
what's it going to be like trying to get the monkeys back in the barrel?
would that be fun?
what would the neighbors think of you, if you released the monkeys into their yards?
what happens if the police gets involved?
it could mean everything imaginable is more fun than a barrel of these animals.
maybe even more fun than a barrel of human beings.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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Killing and Robbing
Killing and robbing in the name of power,
Are there no laws in the books that you have been reading? ! !
Then think twice before it is too late,
For the Father in heaven is watching us all.
Is it in heaven or, is it in hell?
With pirates and rebels all over the world!
But the pirates are on the seas and the rebels are in the forests,
And like what we see at the horn of Africa and the forest of Africa.
The hijacking of ships and the killing of people,
But all these will not bring us peace on this earth;
So let us be wise in doing the right thing always,
For this earth is our home and it needs peace than war.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Bernanke's Hanky-Panky
Bernanke's hanky-panky
and economics cranky.
reduces rates for yankee,
Wall Street, once sleek and swanky,
finds bonuses asea.
Bearded wonders lanky
are sure to break the bank we
must turn towards with 'thank ye! '
for subprime loans now manky
with whose rates few agree.
Thus Freddy Mac and Fanny
Mae may be acting whacky,
Fed window back-to-backy
is looking all too tacky
bankrupting Indymacky
We'll pull out white flag hanky,
illusions sank, at sea, see
who can blind eye turn when we
are mortgaged to the Chinee?
Stagflation's crack-a-jack fee
recession may accompany.
Oil's crude crude rise defies glee
as floods drown Missisippi,
dykes down, levées leave débris
demand outstrips supplies - see
consumer sighs, price steep be,
dollar's demise is double jeopardy.
Greenback to front has tanked, free
trade turns raid, quite frankly
draws blank check drawing blank we
could do without, smells rankly.
Greenberg has said how sadly
he sees recession badly
affecting those who madly
see withdrawn guarantee.
Said burning Bush 'I ran! flee!
I wreck but little reck, me!
I rack but fear attack flea
awaiting verdict to be
dispensed by Lethe history.
Autonomy's in Cheney,
and Rove-in-I's been sacked key
official rats jump boat, knee
begin to bend with lackey,
bushwhacked by rank malarkey.
(30 April 2008 revised 23 June 2008 and 20 July 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Your Boom, My Bust
So the he said
'Tell me capitalist
what is profit? '
He said
profit is what I earn
when I sell something for more than it is worth,
it is a reward for my effort.'
Ah, I said, if everyone did that
then the price of an object would
keep going up forever
since each person in the chain
would want their profft
and finally, the price would be so high
nobody could afford to buy
what the capitalist had to sell
and then we would all be in poverty
the last capitalist
would be the only one left with money
enough to buy up our properties
since the price would have dropped
because nobody could afford to pay
and in the end
the richest capitalist
would be the only one standing
and would own everything
while everyone else would have to sell everything to him
because all of the rest of us would be too poor
to pay the high prices its costs to live.
Sell something for more than it is really worth
on the grounds that a profit must be made
leads to disasters, and boom and bust.
Hello Wall Street.
And by the way
if everyone loses everything
who had the money to buy
it all up?
Hello Wall Street.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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