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April 29th 1999, I am handed a grubby xeroxed flyer that tells me I am being fed lies. The media tells you what your puppet masters want you to hear. It is the MACHINE. The military industrial complex. Work, Consume, Die. What is a wildin' child to do!? BECOME TO MEDIA, and well now! Isn't … Continue reading Is The Music Always This Good At The End Of The World? – A POEM FOR THE BIRDS, A POEM FOR HUNTING DINOSAURS
“My heart is haunted by…” She was bearing her soul I was chewing up the scenery Drunk on her watermelon scent And how she breathed like spring, to me What melancholy mystery She whispered secrets gingerly Remember when they locked us in separate chambers And made us exchange notes through desperate aisles You were a … Continue reading She Asked Why I Was Smiling, And I — Dumbfell Silent – A POEM
I remember visiting the anarchist collective house where my sister stayed for a time, here in the gateway to the west. St. Louis's BOLOZONE as they called it then. A humming hive of activity and playful daring, with a homemade guitar-pedal lab in the basement as a way to meet-ends, and a milk crate of … Continue reading ANY FOOL CAN DIE! – Sing to Me of the Melodic Frequencies With Which Your Monarch Wings Flutter in the Sullen Winds of DIVINE BOREDOM! Quietly Into the Night? Nay– How Do You Glide Into the WHITE LIGHT!?
Not a good sign corporate hasn't gotten on board with the thrust of people to change their lives and have a better shake. Meager reallocations of police funds. Some brands changing mascots. People thinking things are mostly over. They're regrouping and no one has learned anything from anyone about what they are actually feeling. So … Continue reading I worry about bomb-throwers and starving people, the way any healthy politician should