Toward ‘dictatorship’s Light’

Under a beating sun
waiting ever so patiently
the shiniest being in eternity
gathering around this essence
of me…. Wildly celebrating, that
the days are finally coming, to
“that end”. Genuine love analysts
pressure the each of US, to identify what
this means to that; which is within US. Let
US discuss this; leaders, offer what to US?
Motions, fashionable diatribe, arguments that
legitimize an organizing “power”; express to the
awe of U.S., a projected towering “Strong Man”
showering the each of US with affections, or are
these afflictions? What is this; that is so seemingly
a necessarily evil and wasteful thing to US; once “it”
is connected to the “Ruling of US”? Specifically; why
do we, need “Ruling” anyway? Oh! Because ‘we’ are
“Programmable product”, and yea! We have accepted
the programming; opening up our eyes and mouths and
asp wholes to accept, whatever it is that “they” wish to
cram, or jam, or plough, or probe, or poke into all of our
wholes; at the same time! Anything more close and more
compacting, and concealing, would involve either death
or healing… Specific; dependent, continuing addiction to
the need; to be “Ruled Rudely”, as a herd animal to the
slaughter; your cooperation is now mandatory, involuntary
you ‘will’ to comply; rather than consciously fly, away from
your fears of independence, from your dependency on
“Rulers”. What the phuuck! Were each of you educated
in “that Orders” camps? The ones surrounded by those
razor sharp metal edged wirings! Aye! An insider made
or an outsider played; of course that “Strong Man”, keeps
insinuating, generally, that the crowds still need “Ruling”
with a most powerful and well equipped army of his or her’
selected cronies! Is it this; that this is a tribal thing then
an issue of caste, in birth, of blood, of similar and alike looks?
“Ruled” by what looks, speaks, acts, eats, smells; of that
familiar? That familiar? An implication indeed; and most
certainly an implied and learned perception of some complexity.
To that dependency which is pulled tightly by the chains; hooked
to your nose rings! Cooperation is the prerequisite; and each of
US, sure do compete to cooperate; and, bend down low; bowel low
to comply. Why? Well, maybe it is a matter of balance, a question
of; “should a chance be taken”, a valid thought be spoken, a truth
be exposed? This ‘it’; specifies, beginning with a discourse, of
what may seem logical within the logic of any subject being
discussed! Maybe? The subject is; ‘cooperation in balancing
the issues; those points within, this questioning, that you choose.
Make a list, of issues that need balancing; make a list of
techniques which present an image of cooperation.
Start with six issues and, of course, six forms of cooperation
as imaged in that knowledge base; you hold, or are the results of
some personal research effort made by you. This is not too hard
to do; so do not be a Dodo bird, take a moment; then get busy!
You, will sense, where this request is leading; an obvious stop
in a conscious effort to not be lead! So; do not, be like lead!
For lead; it is an element, with distinct characteristics; not
much, gets through it! Be more like the Archway that is
always open, to that portal; like that one, at the end of
these journey’, that the all of US, are travelling; this
is not so unravelling, and this thought of self, as an
ever opening entity or being, is most plentifully
reassuring… Being it; being that thought, of
you and me and every body freed, from the
sounds of “that door”; one which ‘we’ do
not control, closing quickly, and consistently
hitting the each of US on our complacent asses!
Can I, get a second? Do you have a “dime’s worth”
of seconds remaining? Do you give a shyte? Care that
a single species of beings; is causing the demise of an
entire planet, all over again? Opposition is harassing
development effectively, openly; inviting dangerous
levels of more destructive thoughts about, what?
Tactics; a way of keeping US guessing? Keeping
a body of the citizenry guessing? Some tactic!
And you “Sheeple”; keep falling in this field of
plopped poopy pies? What is one purpose in
propaganda; to the “Strong Man”? Is this a
question that any of US comprehend? Or
is this, that question none of US can at all
understand and or answer? Ubiquitous; or,
is this, way below ubiquity? Unless ‘we’, are
referring within a “field of probability” as is the
“Awe of the Owl”; of this created by that “Strong
Man”, be that a, her or a him! Ubisupra? U.F.O.
ultramonantane, ultra-high frequency, ultra-microscopic
ultramontanism, Ulysses, Umbrian, or the phuuckin “U.N.”!
Digging in; digging a ditch yet? But; the ditch one digs, is
simply a ‘sump’ stretched, unless it is designed for a true
purpose! And this “sump ditch” has connections at both
ends, to allow “that garbage in, garbage ousted lesson”
paraphrased naturally! Informality in some basic yard
engineering; as in every daze of things, frivolous things
“needful things”, human species beings? Rudimentary
elementary strings of composite metaphor, hyperbole
wearing any ‘miter’ made by the hands of craftsmen
back in the thirteenth century A.D.! Distinct is this?
Do we require an excavator here; to ditch our ways
through the muck of this? Sweating bullets like
the words herein; pandering to what “victor’s
whims”, photo shopped images, imagined
imaginations of the “Strong Man’s or Woman’s”
win! Bodies touting an election cycle’, “sneezed at
nothings” hysterically? The path to victory strewn with an
autumn leaves fire fueled; from the “blood-soaked rebellion”
against; the “old view”, and from, the thrall of more than one
old buffoonish pontificator! Brings to mind one, “Hannibal Lecter”
and that meal of slightly smoked slices of human brain and fava
beans! Kinda sorta salty; but really tasty! Stew a dear, which is
so near… “to the presidency; of these currently disjointed, and
discombobulated, and seeped, in disunity lower forty-eight plus
two; whatever! I, really digress; got myself stuck, on the “stupid
in this”; of election cycle politics. Uninspiring isn’t “the “Ankh
of this piss”! Leading what opposition? Bernie? The figurative
head of and all such; to the “established hierarchy”! These want-
to-be, “lords and ladies” of the G.O.P. and the “Mule”, or the
“Donkey”, of the D.N.C. And that “Doctor Who”; he prescribes your
“mother’s little helpers”! And then; there are the masses; the
“Hamilton Beasts”, that body of “only on Sunday worshipers”; who
party six daze each week, or is that “Eight days a week”?
Challenger blew up, Iraq got sucker punched, NATO pooped its
britches full as the “Euro” floundered! And just what exactly
does this have to do with election cycle politics; in Amerika?
Whatever! Take this to “The Hague”, and have it Alexandered!
Self-analyzed is this diatribe; if you can call out
your will, and do this! One of five challenges I call out
for you, as an educated readership to peruse, and mull, and
chew; between your cheek and your “dumbed down conscience”!
The second challenge then; is to choose to “crap out” all of
your lethargy and become completely; “grossed out” by the current
“Political Theater” and shout it out! “I, am mad as hell, and I
am not taking this lying ley lines” clowning around the “Crown”
thing any longer! Then comes the third; kinda like “drinking
a fifth” of “first run Siddiqui”! Drop your drawers and unload
that cache of “Blind Mullets” from your knowledge base!
Be “Free-based”! In so few words then; bend over and
“Shite out the Sham”! Rocks from the Moon! What the
phuuck you say? Politics from old gray haired oligarchs
and those blue haired other bending, gendered, dressed
in faded surplus fatigues wearing Mickey Mouse boots
politicians! Especially the less worm wooded and so
uncompetitive ones; those behind the screams and to
this daze; un-named! A tipping point approache and
it is served as; Peking Duck plucked, that North Korean
pimple on the asp of a fly soreness, about to erupt
never mind that constant spew pouring into the air
and water; you do recall Fukushima? Make your plans
don a cotton mask, and “put your heads between your
legs; and buss yourself upon your asp wholes! ! ! Warning!
You are leaving that spinning zone! And there is going
to be no home to return to! One army, two armies, three
armies; no more human species… useless is not this to give
a shyte, and attempt to make folks, figure this out for
themselves… without turning it all to dust and starting
over again? All the while; leaning toward dictatorship’s light.