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April 17, 2006

weapons of mass polyphony

Filed under: grim — ABRAXAS @ 12:20 pm

April 16, 2006

questions and answers by grim

Filed under: grim — ABRAXAS @ 3:57 pm

Why do babies clutch the umbilical cord when they are
in the womb?

Our bodies crave oxygen. Our minds function better
without it.

Why do children like to be swung in circles? To
giggle, laugh & cry.

Is it dizziness they crave?

Do we like being dizzy?

Disorientated

Is this what we crave

If I walk into a sweet store with a child and let them
chose any sweet except the one I chose.

What happens?

Free choice says I can have any sweet in the store.

Make one out of bounds. I question? Why is that one
not allowed and all the others are.

Answer: the child subconsciously chooses what I have
chosen.

We learn by copying. Mimicry is flattery. Right.

So what does copyright mean to a student?

We live in a business world of copyright.

Our knowledge today would not be around if it was not
the copy artists the translators
The scribes, who hadn’t began many centuries ago to
copy manuscripts. Translating one translation to
another.

The culture of knowledge is about copying.

The art of a student and master

Years spent copying the master

Imitating him
Studying his movement
his approach to studying
The way he applies his mind to his craft and trade
Hoping one day to attain the master’s skills and
ultimately be able to replace the old master

Alcohol abuse is rife a quarter of all deaths on our
roads are alcohol related.

Why is cocaine illegal when it is the oldest medicine
for the mind in the world?

Why is opium illegal?
When it is the greatest mind relaxer and stimulator.

We know why it is illegal.

It is a destructive element not tolerated in our mass
controlled society.

Anyone not conforming to the principle of system
society is systematically destroyed.

Free thinkers are either jailed or sent to the asylum.

The beings controlling this free world economy want us
to work for them

Spilling our heavenly blood digging out gold silver
and diamonds.

Drugs are a vital link in all human consciousness
networks
The are the connectors that allow us to plug into a
hidden world of mass consciousness

The intelligentsia of the world have always relied on
stimulants to invigorate culture.

The books of today would not be around

The very knowledge we possess is because of all these
experimenters

People brave enough to step into a world of chaos

People brave or sometimes stupid enough to open locked
doors of the mind

We have known for some time we only use 10% of our
brain

What does the other 90% do? What is its function?

I believe it functions in other realms at the same
time

A soul exists in 26 places at the same time.

What?

I believe the brain vibrates on different frequency
levels we only use 10% in this earth
The other 90% is controlling our soul on different
planes.
Each plane vibrating at different frequencies.

Our eyes have been built to only see certain light
Things in the dark remain hidden.

Like the gaps between the stars.

We have names for the stars not the gaps

How many more stars fill the gaps.

How much knowledge do we really have?
Bu due to diet and living conditions we will never
really know.

I believe we can change this.

Mind science has really only just begun

How can we still be fighting wars?

Is our civilization really that civilized

Are we breading a culture of liar’s rapist’s murderers
and thief’s?
Is our so-called free economy really free?

To me it is so controlled its scary
Our fragile lives in the hands of power strugglers
Bloodthirsty and money hungry
Deceit, dishonesty, lies, are all modern day business
practice.

Do we teach our children to lie now?
So that they survive the business world of the future

April 14, 2006

a poem by grim

Filed under: grim — ABRAXAS @ 12:45 pm

paths crossing

They say paths cross for a reason
We only had one season
To find our reason
I wont forget your magic pace
And your little grace
The princess and the pony
Of feeling lonely
I will miss the rocks and the strife
And the feeling of real life
I will miss your touch
And your dangerous tongue
I will crave your warmth
And your eyes of light
The reflection of my selection
I will miss the missions and adventures
The shouting and strife
The banging of pots
The breaking of glasses
I will miss you most
As you stare out the window
Wondering dreaming and scheming
I will love you forever
I left a little of my heart inside your head
But now its time to put that to bed

Life calls us forward
To another surprise
A fresh sunrise
A new dawn light

I will miss you my lover
But I also know it will be alright

When you are feeling down and looking blue
Just fall on your knees and pray to the sky
Your words will carry on the breeze and
Find me to on my knees listening to you words on the
wind

Everything is everything
For in this you must trust

I’m sorry if I failed you
I feel I failed myself
I sorry to disappoint you
I only disappointed myself

I feel sad baby
Alone
And disgraced

I walk away with my head in the clouds

Maybe I will see you one day

We can just sit and while away the hours

Never forgetting that what we had was not wrong

April 11, 2006

over and out, a poem by grim

Filed under: grim — ABRAXAS @ 8:13 pm

Over and out

I’m over and I’m out

Ill out bid any outbreak, I’ll outburst as the outcast
Ill outclass the out come I’ll out cry and out distance
Any mc from outer space
My outfit are all outlaws in their own right
Outmanoeuvring the out modes
We are the out numbered outpatients
Sitting on the out skirts
All outstandingly outspoken

I out strip anything in my way
I’m over and out

Don’t overreact when I’m overall the over lord
I’ll thro you overboard
Fill you up with an overdose
I’ll over haul your over draught
Over passing you over night
Overpowering you with override
I’m overseas like the overseer
I’ll over shadow you with oversight
All you over sleepers and over eaters

I’m overtaking you on the inter-state

Damn im overtime

I’m over and out

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