In Search of Black Assassins wrote:It is unknown how long Spielberg has been secretly meeting and getting his marching orders from the Bilderberg Group and the Nazi Underground dominated Pentagon in producing racial, political and cultural propaganda films for the state. For decades, the Pentagon was controlled by Reichsfurhrer SS Heinrich Himmler’s resident U.S. Knight of Black Sun, Brigadefuhrer SS Dr. Fritz Gustane Anton Kraemer.
Someone ought to tell Hugh about this site... uhhh, nevermind.
I have a different opinion than you do, but I'm not so doctrinaire about my own opinions that I regard all other opinions as signs of The Enemy Who Must Be Vanquished.
So. If some day, you all are just going about your business when you feel a big wave of amorphous love, admiration, and remorse come out of nowhere and cover you with tears and kisses, think of me if you want to. Because I may very well be thinking of you.
brainpanhandler wrote:It was an absolutely beautiful day where I am today. I went for a walk and found myself in the middle of a large open field of grass. There was a stiff, blustery breeze blowing. I just stood there facing the wind with my eyes closed soaking in the bright, warm sunshine, feeling the wind buffet me around and riffle through my hair and I opened my eyes and turned around and hovering there before me was a monarch butterfly, not more than a couple of feet in front of me. I realized as the butterfly rocked and flitted back and forth in front of me that it was using me as a wind break as it tried to make progress across the field and against a stout 20 mph breeze to some destination that must have been worth all the effort. I tried to spread myself out so as to block the wind better. Occasionally the butterfly would get caught in one of violent, invisible sworls and eddies of air that were coursing around my form and would seem on the verge of being ripped away from me but I found that if I shifted my position I was able to stabilize it's flight and it would again enter the softer calmer air directly in front of me. We performed this dance for awhile and then eventually we parted ways. I watched as this tiny, fragile creature preposterously and against any normal sense of aerodynamic possibility tacked it's way in sailboat fashion across the field and directly into the wind bending the tall grass over to near horizontal.
The most dangerous traps are the ones you set for yourself. - [i]Phillip Marlowe[/i]
The untelevised revolution that actually did occur will not make it's comeback on the Comedy Channel in a more sentient form or any other wishful pip.
- The Consul
Join the revolt.
-mgf
"When I'm done ranting about elite power that rules the planet under a totalitarian government that uses the media in order to keep people stupid, my throat gets parched. That's why I drink Orange Drink!"
August 27, 2009, Project Willow wrote:... Culture mediates and enriches communication, incorporating all forms (even non-verbal thought forms), strengthening social bonds, which are, in turn, necessary to survival. Any resistance movement must understand the weapons aimed at it, for defense or counter attack, including how our need for culture is exploited. Don't eschew, disdain, or dismiss it, understand it and use it. [Refer this page.]
The problem with the economy is worse than just an economic problem: it is a psycho-social problem, which arises from a series of deeply spiritual errors.
Because of this, "the economy" will likely never be fixed, because Americans will keep trying to fix the "machinery" of economics, without first fixing ourselves. Americans will, therefore, continue to extol greed as a virtue, excess as a right, and outright thievery as a sometimes acceptable means to supposedly worthy ends: power and riches.
Until we ourselves change, "the economy" will remain just one flagging legacy of an allegedly "great nation," a nation that never really was as great as its people have always somehow managed to claim.
The Consul wrote:As Krishnamurti said the mind is a room full of snakes and we must take great care how we move through it, because otherwise all we are doing [is] picking which poison will wither away the power of our innocence.
A collective awakening is not a pepsi product, it is not something new. It is not something that can be created through political or psychological force. It is something that is, that already exists. It is what we are in no small part separate from our attachment to it. [Refer.]
barracuda wrote:Judging from some of the high postcount usernames conspicuously absent from participation in the comments section thread, it's really not hard to imagine that most of those remarks came from old friends sharing a Dirty Sanchez as an ersatz disguise. They should probably just stick to the comfort and safety of their usual manginas.
~don't let your mouth write a cheque your ass can't cash~
Nordic wrote:
I peruse Cindy Sheehan's Facebook page, and there are people exactly like that there. I call them out when I see them.
The vast majority of those who protest for peace are actually into peace.
Is this a place to start something? I've never admitted to being a peacenik. In fact I admitted to being a hawk after 9/11. I am a hawk all the way when it comes to fighting what I consider to be evil.
So I would be the exception to the rule in the world of the peace-loving protestors.
In fact, one big problem I have with peace protests is they don't do anything. They're a bunch of docile sheep. They seem to take great pride in doing exactly what the cops tell them to do, and not rocking the boat. That's a protest? The protests I've been to I have actually left, and struck out on my own.
So no contradiction there, as much as you'd like to find hypocrisy in me since you've obviously taken an intense aversion to me lately.
"He who wounds the ecosphere literally wounds God" -- Philip K. Dick
The Consul wrote:Centered, blended, spittle and drool, somewhere in the vortex was the axel of truth. When once we pounced for hope of revenge we were left with blurred glyphs on the rise of Stonehenge. Eager, meeger, mindful with rot, surely the blank screen was the end of some plot. As one might have to learn to speak after one has gone deaf, many more voices rose in The Silence of Jeff. But just as the lips of old RI were about to turn blue, in swept an angel known as justdrew. Who will ever know if it was just some cyclical fart or a biproduct from hell and Operation Dark Heart.
~don't let your mouth write a cheque your ass can't cash~
Stephen Morgan wrote:Women have also traditionally been under less pressure to provide, so they may simply feel less need to rock the boat in the pursuit of a respectable wage, as well as being naturally compliant....
Yes, as with you most of my friends are women and I find that I don't really have any intellectual common ground with them, whether in knowledge, attitudes or inclinations. To be honest they don't seem to be entirely rational....
I also think women have a choice, should they want to and should they establish the intellect and will power necessary they would be able to, for all intents and purposes, become men. And vice versa, although I'm not sure why any man would want to be a woman. Legal reasons, maybe.
Hilarious...
~don't let your mouth write a cheque your ass can't cash~
