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My Way (Redux)
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My Way (Redux)
And now, the end is near
And so I face the curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each and every highway
But more, much more than this
I did it my way
I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exception
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
I did it my way
I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fails, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all so amusing, so confusing
To think I did all that
And, may I say - not in a shy way
Oh no, oh no, not me
I did it my way
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has not
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
I did it my way
Yes, it was my way
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Read of Bleed, Learn or Burn
Wake Up You Brain Dead Fuck
We gotta make change
or we are out of luck
Tired of wondering what is wrong
Read a book by my good friend Noam
I would start with Manufacturing Consent
He argues with out fault
how what we see
Is shaped by a large degree
Through the commercial interests
of corporate powers
And how government is a distraction
Whose sole purpose is to
To keep us diverted
With drama and illusions
Keep the rabble engaged
So we keep putting
Corn syrup sugar water away
You have my permission to skip a page or two
If you must Cliff Notes will do
Just Read Chomsky,
Noam Chomsky
After the rage of knowledge dims a bit
Get into some real heavy shit
Check out my friend named Zinn
He tells the truth about how this place did begin
Not from the mouth of the man in power
But from those who have been fucked over
killed, or oppressed
That means the natives, slaves, workers, women
All the people who have been shit on in our sad story
You have my permission to skip a page or two
If you must Cliff Notes will do
Just Read Zinn
Howard Zinn
You gotta begin someday
We gotta start now
Read or bleed - Learn or burn
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Spooks, In Your Mind
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Spooks (In Your Mind)
As Abstractions becomes fixed
in our mind
These Illusions influence
how we think
How we see
How we act
Hierarchies are anchored
in our own mind
And refined
by how we
see the world
Authority
Is rooted
in your alienation
From the world
From yourself
Your ego
Driven by your self interest
Is the root of every action
There is no altruism
You are everything to yourself
You do everything for you
Even as I am and eventually
will be fed upon we have only one
relation to each other
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Divisions
03:29
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Divisions
In this living experiment
That seeks to separate us
From selected freedoms
through the guise of rights
While the watchman
keeps you in sight
He is watching me
Unblinking eye
Set in a tower
Sees our isolation
watches our tribulation
They are watching me
Depending on
form and function
watchman sees
all junctions
From the tower
out shines light
Piercingly bright
I know you are watching me
From my fear
of being singled out
I avert my gaze
never rise
Seldom shout
Now the prisoner
Corrects them-self
I know you are watching me
Stop watching me
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Proposition 1: Signs
02:52
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Proposition #1: Signs
If the world is everything
Our Systems (must be maintained)
If the object in question
correlates expression to content
This Program (must be maintained)
If the signs can Influence action
These Procedures (must be maintained)
By knowing what we know
Which assumes we know something more
This Alignment (must be maintained)
Through implemented inference
And shaping interpretations
This Mission (must be maintained)
If asked and you can tell me the time
I can ascertain your level of training
These Policies, Values and Beliefs (must be maintained)
To describe the state of the world
In terms and organization
Based on Allocation
This story (must be maintained)
So everything can remain the same
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Traditions v. Progressions
We think in terms of opposition
Beliefs are formed as either-or propositions
This extreme intrinsic duality
eliminates possibility from reality
When forced to compromise
Extremes are difficult to exercise
Yet, when it comes to practical matters
When paradigms are in tatters
And circumstance compels
us to find common ground
Traditions impose ideas
from above and outside
Progression comes
from expressions
Aligned by heart and mind
We retreat to the safety of theory
Where any query can be argued as truth
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So Cal . . .So Cool
02:40
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So Cal . . .So Cool
I am inland air tainted with smog
From a land where once arid brush
Through the alchemy of technology
has transformed into golden artificial abundance
Now devoured by relentless
Development of the tacky little boxes
made by Lewis and their clan
I am driving in and out (at least an hour each way)
on endless freeways
that lead to a beach bonfire at dusk
Where the faint scent of peroxide mingles
with valley girl twang “fur shure dude” . . .
I am a Dodger dog
being digested by the disappointment
Of another title-less season
in the center field bleachers
Of a stolen Elysian field
One of twenty four million insignificant locusts
Adrift in a sea of plastic that defines
the aesthetics of this place
yet we don’t mind one bit because we find solace
In the warmth embrace of a year round sun
and are distracted by the illusions
that come to fruition in this faulty space
I am the suburbs, a fortified buttress
Designed To defend the strata of class
Where freedom is defined by consumption
in this artificial state
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Among Animals
02:33
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Among Animals
In Nature
We Struggle
To exist
Birds
Ants and Bees
Live socially
Bound together
to weather
circumstance
Mutual Aid
Among Animals
To live
To thrive
Not just survive
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Seperation Perfected
01:59
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Separation Perfected
The spectacle is
a constructed relation
between economy and nation
mediated by image
It is a language
presented simultaneously
as a society
in and of itself
as a contained universe
as a means of unification
The Spectacle has become
the focal point of our vision
and consciousness
it is a reality constructed
from the domain of delusion
And functions with collusion
the unification it achieves
is a perceived official language
of universal separation
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Plant a Seed
I am a man
Standing on a soapbox
In the middle of a cornfield
I want to plant a seed
And Watch it grow
Into a full bloom of discontent
Towards the Status Quo
I am yelling at the top of my lungs
Screaming loud and clear
To the birds, flowers, grass and trees
I am the angry outsider
Who harbors a heart
full of healthy hatred
That burns
with a smoldering bitterness
I accept
my voice sounds
like a noisemaker
Wielded
by a drunken
birthday party clown
Desperate
to engage
an uninterested audience
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The Insignificant Signified
In our digital world
a society of voyeurs
To each
his own
kaleidoscope
Your individual prism
That defines your “ism”
Only serves
to reinforce
schisms
illusions are created
and sold by those
Who have corpses
in their mouths
The false gods
are no longer sacred
Find your joy
in everyday life
Perfect the weapon
of your refusal
To Understand
just how subversive
That can be
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The Uncivil Society Seattle, Washington
I do, because I love to do it. I understand that I am a hack musician, a terrible vocalist and a sloppy graphic artist. I don’t care about achieving perfection, because I am happiest while being engaged in the exalted messiness of my creative process. I don’t worry about capturing the perfect take. I am satisfied by the pure joy I derive from expressing myself without filter or restraint. ... more
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