old Naked women for Peace

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OINStsPwgQ4&eurl=http://lj-toys.com/?

wish he were a Smirk instead of the President for the next couple monthe

when George W. gets tht little smirk
know he thinks you can't tell he's lying and he knows it


tODAY jUNE 18, 2011 GEO'S BAND OF TORTURE TRY TO RISE AGAIN

Thunder On The Mountain

Thunder on the mountain, fires on the moon
There's a ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon
Today's the day, gonna grab my trombone and blow
Well, there's hot stuff here and it's everywhere I go

I was thinkin' 'bout Alicia Keys, couldn't keep from crying
When she was born in Hell's Kitchen, I was living down the line
I'm wondering where in the world Alicia Keys could be
I been looking for her even clear through Tennessee

Feel like my soul is beginning to expand
Look into my heart and you will sort of understand
You brought me here, now you're trying to run me away
The writing's on the wall, come read it, come see what it say

Thunder on the mountain, rolling like a drum
Gonna sleep over there, that's where the music coming from
I don't need any guide, I already know the way
Remember this, I'm your servant both night and day

The pistols are poppin' and the power is down
I'd like to try somethin' but I'm so far from town
The sun keeps shinin' and the North Wind keeps picking up speed
Gonna forget about myself for a while, gonna go out and see what others need

I've been sitting down studying the art of love
I think it will fit me like a glove
I want some real good man to do just what I say
Everybody got to wonder what's the matter with this cruel world today

Thunder on the mountain rolling to the ground
Gonna get up in the morning walk the hard road down
Some sweet day I'll stand beside my king
I wouldn't betray your love or any other thing

Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitches
I'll recruit my army from the orphanages
I been to St. Herman's church and I've said my religious vows
I've sucked the milk out of a thousand cows

I got the porkchops, she got the pie
he ain't no angel and neither am I
Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked schemes
I'll say this, I don't give a damn about your dreams

Thunder on the mountain heavy as can be
Mean old twister bearing down on me
All the DUCKIES of Washington scrambling to get out of town
Looks like something bad gonna happen, better roll your airplane down

Everybody's going and I want to go too
Don't wanna take a chance with somebody new
I did all I could and I did it right there and then
I've already confessed – no need to confess again

Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up north
I'll plant and I'll harvest what the earth brings forth
The hammer's on the table, the pitchfork's on the shelf
For the love of God, you ought to take pity on yourself

Copyright © 2006 by Special Rider Music

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Don't reward the idiots who got us her1e

MY thoughts

Wait untill after Obama is in

Let them go down to a little before they are in bankruptcy

have leverage

then buy the car companies

and give the majority stock to to the workers

listen to thom Hartman's Economist who wrote the 'New Golden Age'
Fire the heads of the companies.

Get a supervisor instead of a CEO

lesson

Heres something that I am playing with

Imagining myself in 10 years. It could be 5 or 2 years whatever

Myself on the pinnacle of potential the most enjoyable ray

then I ask myself to invigorate my path

to show me the way

I ask all assistance

the holy spirit

and the angelic ray

the Earth the sun the moon

the Universe in its wholeness

show us the way

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-594683847743189197

Lecture One reference Lesson

LAW Verses JUSTICE

Just <>

Justice can only be > when it is tempered with the Spirit of Love

Laws can be made calculating capital

build them prisons big !

spend our money to line the pockets of a few

and then the poor get tied into\

the jobs managing the prisons

so it becomes a net of self interest across the land

what is in our self interest is in the interest of All

think of it

the interconnectivity of life

Back to the rubber band ball of the collective

constriction when you are down in it

go to the edges

jump off the edges

I find

an obvious fact

that most are in agreement not to see the

fluffy wondrous clouds put in a mechanical line
they dissipate into a metallic hue

A muted sun message> beware

but .. it still is one half of a beautiful day

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2815320198655156407

july 15th 2010 The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
T.S. Eliot
TS Eliot pruoffe?
LET us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherised upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats 5
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question … 10
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes, 15
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap, 20
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes; 25
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate; 30
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

In the room the women come and go 35
Talking of Michelangelo.

And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Time to turn back and descend the stair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my hair— 40
[They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”]
My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin—
[They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”]
Do I dare 45
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

For I have known them all already, known them all:—
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, 50
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?

And I have known the eyes already, known them all— 55
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways? 60
And how should I presume?

And I have known the arms already, known them all—
Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
[But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!]
It is perfume from a dress 65
That makes me so digress?
Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.
And should I then presume?
And how should I begin?
. . . . .
Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets 70
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?…

I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
. . . . .
And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully! 75
Smoothed by long fingers,
Asleep … tired … or it malingers,
Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis? 80
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head [grown slightly bald] brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet—and here’s no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker, 85
And in short, I was afraid.

And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worth while, 90
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question,
To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”— 95
If one, settling a pillow by her head,
Should say: “That is not what I meant at all.
That is not it, at all.”

And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while, 100
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor—
And this, and so much more?—
It is impossible to say just what I mean!
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen: 105
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:
“That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all.”
. . . . . 110
No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use, 115
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—
Almost, at times, the Fool.

I grow old … I grow old … 120
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me. 125

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown 130
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.


adding on May 9 2013 My little comment deemed inappropriate for the surface of this blog... Just a little preventative predictive mumble off the top of my head going with my rambling desire to help with a grand shift that is upon us... make it a gentle by using Neptune as a guide. Plans being set for May 20th Obviously. If I were serving and protecting and following my Oath to defend the Constitution of the USA I would be watching the bridge today. eclipse time is a likely time that the Un-illuminated will try their dastardly manipulations.

Here is what I was up to before the election

(note to blog: IS<> IT<> A <>Coincidence<>? that San Juan County was one of two counties that went for
Jason Osgood for Secretary of State ? The Attorney General and the Secretary of State's numbers looked like they were democrats in most other counties and who was Bob the One who Doris was waiting for his call, the call was dropped when put on hold and then he called again at about 5:20 pm on Nov. 3 it sounded like Doris was arranging a pick -up and was told of two parcels one in a box and one in the bag. I was behind the wall when the call came in and
Doris and Li bbey and Karla were in the office. Doris (the Elections Supervisor) said something about the (I forget what she called them exactly) read outs I think in each parcel the box and the bag a half an hour later Doris's husband Fred came in from Orcas with a bag of ballots.)
My main concern with the elections at this time is chain of custody of ballots and the flipping of votes for the Secretary of State and the Attorney General. Take a look at Sam Reed's Secretary of State Web Site WA State. cloudthunder 11 -6-o8 )

Sent to San Juan to Prosecuting Attorney, Randy Gaylord:
Fw: I am looking for alliances where ever they can be found.
If you are trying to save the county money and are attempting to cover the auditor's rear, the easiest and best way would be to have an open and transparent process. I am dedicated to election transparency and so far feel blocked.

Here is part of what I have sent to the ACLU :

Hi , i want a hand count audit of our optical scan machine, the auditor doesn't see the need. why not? we aren't a big county, about 12000 registered voters of which close to 1200 were declared "inactive" after the visit from the secretary of states office and not 90 days prior to the election. I know you are busy but this needs response by monday, November 3rd because of the RCW which I need to find again that says the canvacing board has to ask for the audit count before the election. Thanks, Nancy Brickman plus we are the bar code test county
and Robert Gates was on the board of 'Vote Here'
who instigated the bar code on three corners of both sides of the ballot which disregards the mandate of a private ballot.

I know this isn't an issue with you but would you please forward this to the rest of the Canvasing Board? Thanks.

Sincerely, Nancy Brickman

there have been other agencies contacted also.

The Seattle Times | Seattle Times Newspaper

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YouTube - Creedence Clearwater Revival: Have You Ever Seen The Rain?

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YouTube - Down in the River to Pray

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I am putting this in March 29, 2012
collected WH contact March 27, 2012r ecapitulation darpa wh lines of communication
Open office mine This is the future, 2018 July 9 WTF I have no idea who is or was writing this. It spells like me, mis spells like me - but I have no recollection of writing this. What did I mean? What: was I pretending or is someone else pretending to be me? You would think I would remember a strand... nope. I remember the music. Yes. but not the writing.

Have You Ever Seen the Rain.... Credence Clearwater

"Have You Ever Seen The Rain"

Someone told me long ago, there's a calm before the storm.
I know, and it's been comin' for some time.
When it's over, so they say, it'll rain a sunny day.
I know, shinin' down like water.

I want to know, have you ever seen the rain?
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
comin' down on a sunny day?

Yesterday, and days before, sun is cold and rain is hard.
I know, been that way for all my time.
'Til forever on it goes through the circle fast and slow,
I know, and it can't stop, I wonder.

I want to know, have you ever seen the rain?
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
comin' down on a sunny day?


Feb 18, Full moon 2011 talking to Pluto and Jupiter and harping on my ascendant in my chart sun in early Pisces

If the under cover spies would all be transported.....to a new line of work -( maybe work in one of those slave labor camp prisons ), instead of wasting our dwindling resources on spying on our communities. (I know grants seem like they are free.) Its wrong and without an old school, perverse and unscrupulous Supreme Court we all would know that it was unconstitutional. so yes, you were the first to be spotted that I haven't named so I hesitate now because crack should be busted. so I have let you ride across my view with out a lot of angst
along with trench-coat ear guy and now the Superintendent's ways, I see highlighted the issue of a possible embedded potential for a police state - American Style. not fun. not funny but makes me
crazy like a hawk.

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suit jacket

Linen suit jacket hissed at me

its hard to describe but he definitely hissed

Lies fall like jewels from their mouths

mistakes etch thru my writings

like the 90 day thing which I read somewhere

I need to watch my finger pointing

back off and look at my own motives when I am spinning like I spin

I really want to work with my people on a specific search

all could be smooth and safe and stepped up as far as the true magnificent

creative eden harmonious with all

.

I want to travel sometimes

to DC and New york and to Cities around the world

four times per year and a long mid winter vacation warmth

I write my dream job life

editor. understand me

great mentor of an editor

I m falling to sleep

my writing reminds me of throwing up

sometimes

not this time!