Revolutions are generally triggered off by deficiency of money. By preventing such deficiency, the Rothschilds system may serve to preserve peace in Europe. Heinrich Heiner 1830

another note book
young and I
on suggestion smoke a cone
in bliss on isolation
exteriorising sadness
you'd be sad to, watching
clips on new world order
via the Rothschilds of
the last 200 years, a
happy song comes on, up beat
I want to emphasize
the mood I'm in, a
finger tip finds a song
called soldier and young,
says - soldier your eyes
shine like the sun,
I wonder why.
And they say there's no
god but distraction
while they loan us back
our freedom
with interest they call it
interest in the shape of
little nodules, granules,
the skin stripped from
our bones not caring for
setting our own appearances
Buying them - have been
for a while - we've let the
seller set our policies
on where to run,
they've moved in and set
up a fence, only a domesticated
dog would accept and
whimper 'old man I'm
a lot like you - I need
someone to love me the
whole day through - you
look into my eyes and
you can tell that's true.
- So what, all this,
for the fear of a cloudy
day that the sun will never
shine again,
ALL THIS

for a days night

possibly not returning

the Death instinct

covering up our love

for the unknown and

our love for

THE RESPECT DEATH
COMMANDS, for the 

avoidance of such

rituals I will

hand over the appearances 

of everything to a 

carpenter, a banker,

and a speaker coating 

the sullen crowd with

shiny new death proof

suits - NOTHING MATTERS

IS THE SLOGAN,

Chanting in the stitches

Nothing cares we 

whisper in supermarket

isles -

Look at ALL THE 

EVIDENCE WE

DECRY - THE PROOF

WE BEATEN REACH OUT
FOR EXPECTING THE
REAL TO BE ABLE TO BE
TOUCHED - BUT STAGE PROP
FILLS THE HAND, WATCH
THE SCREEN IF YOU THINK
I AM JOKING.

"A man needs a maid,

when will I see you again"

The effort for authentic life

requires the spell casting

of fluid complexity to

keep the professions from entering

and setting up their wares

in the garden you've let 

run wild, in that moment 

you saw it all, is

easy to see,

How you write by day

light, night or sun in

sand wearing the earth

from my skin, like

winds curly comb

caresses a cliff face

Bearded with Growth,

I've flown over, run

left ahead against

some life force

unknown embracement

of total commitment to

the ease of waking, 

a daylights storm,

met in secure holdings

shaped temporarily on this 

earth -

When Will the Great

Rothschilds Build The

Great Houses, that

never need fixing or

selling or stuff, when

will The Fields Arrive

in Honor tended in

love with creation

perpetual beyond profit,

Where will the

Cities constant harmony

Driven to further our

Capacity to love in

amongst the dangerous

stages as we prepare

for singular discovery

and collectively send the 

Species into the next

Planet - WE CAN DO 

IT. Wandered on the 

moon 40 years ago -

YOU CAN IMAGINE THE

TECHNOLOGY BREAKTHROUGHS

BY NOW SINCE THEN,

MIND BOGGLING BOUNCE

A CHILD COULD BE

EMPEROR OF HIS OWN

CRAFT TO VENUS

AND ARRIVE A CLONE

BUT AS IF HE'D

BEEN THERE FOREVER

MIND STACKED,

SUCKLED IN A 

PETRI DISH,

This is Right NOW