lift every voice and sing, happy resistance day!

 

 by 8 years i sat during the anthem, wanting to fly out the window, jump a freight train, climb a tree and sway, yell to the sky, while the voices of babes cracked around me. it was a bad song, with bad words like bombs.

 there's nothing courageous or civilized about crossing the ocean to commit genocide. 

melanin mvskoke

 you dream with open eyes … if the observer understands that his own drama is being performed on this inner stage, he cannot remain indifferent to the plot and its dénouement.

Jung

 There are aspects of ourselves buried in the Shadows that need to be discovered, uncovered and incorporated in order for us to become more whole human beings.

Psyche

 The journey is downwards and inner. It can be seen as a descent into ‘hell’ and it can indeed be quite hellish. Facing the Shadow can involve facing shame, perhaps fears of annihilation, vulnerability, alienation, envy, guilt or blame.

Psyche

think violet for empire resistance day.

 

 anyway, it's still the resistance that decides.

the flag of the conning tower has shmuts on it.

 

 biden and trump are two cheeks of the same ass!

bird on the renegade oligarch's conning tower wall.

 

 intel cancels 25 billion project in israhell. israhell is in rapid collapse. boycott divest and sanction works. 

 it's twilight all the time, even sun blaring morning, they just want to go to dunkin donuts. dunkin donuts is normal life.

 everything was a lie.

 they bomb them in buildings, they bomb them fleeing the bombs, they bomb them in tents. they kill everyone. no one comes to save them.

 it's time for the whole damn country to get in touch with it's shadow self. yet, is the whole country non compos mentis? what time is it? regardless, it's time for the return of the repressed, as always.

 updat on tony. he went to titusville, left van at 7-11. cops picked him up. took him home. he's in the car right now. he's headed for lockdown. he knows not what he does. oh, he's walking rusty. we all go cray-cray collectively.

here's an update on ma. i fell out of the loop i guess. tony disappeared, ma says 2 or 3 days. he's back now. he's ok. we don't know what's happening there with any comprehension. it's gaslight and dementia all over the place.

we got this. we were born for this.

 

 see the man standing on a piece of styrofoam. like him, fickleness can permeate your thoughts and actions today, causing you to feel unsure or disjointed. the empire has a problem and it is increasing daily. the planet itself is a horoscope.

livestream. israhell disintegrates. breaking news and analysis. day 271.

 meanwhile.

 i imagine this never happened.

 i imagine this never happening.

dancing with lulu.

If you're quiet, and you're sick of institution, baby
Noam Chomsky is a soft revolution

Noam Chomsky is a soft revolution

Foy Vance

watchu talkin bout, dog. i mean what's goin on around here? i'm talkin bout freedom, but idle know what it means, is it freedom based on land theft, mass destruction, imprisonment, forced migration, and genocide? that's hell on earth, not freedom. 

that's heavy, my dog, sorry, i feel you, but that's too heavy for me. 

 let's go cray-cray!

 

happy birthday sebastian. love. 

 i remember when trump got selected a guy in the park said don't worry, it won't affect people like you and me. ok, the guy's a chucklehead. now it's obvious to even the most chuckleheaded casual observer, we're not sliding toward the abyss. this is it. we're freaking in it.

imagine if the whole damn thing was made of styrofoam, like a neoliberal white city.

 no one can say shit about the environment. it's privatized.

 styrofoam lasts a thousand years, but it's not sustainable. there's a massive amount of styrofoam in obama's land grab, and it's bad enough that his landscaping is based on styrofoam, but there's styrofoam waste going to landfill daily.

i have nothing to say about this. why do i feel the need to say it?sometimes pictures are enough. does it matter what they are of? every picture is on the spectrum of abstraction. we're all on the spectrum. we trust our instincts even when they are ill informed. i have something to say but i don't have the words. i'm rudimentary in my understanding. 

does styrofoam give you cancer?

 

i like to see pictures of you. i like to see you.

 

 july 2, 2024. it will change. water feature of the obamachron land grab playground.

Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark?
And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?

You are america. The land that never has been yet. 

Fickleness can permeate your thoughts and actions today, 

causing you to feel unsure or disjointed.

Free your head.

 

unencumbered by what is.
ready to seize what oughta be.
—the obamachron.