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@CJ M ~ Thanks. That’s one of my go to’s as well. Yeah. ✅
@CJM _ excuse the interjection re: Omama.
One short quip:
NWO plant. _m ^^
& yes. Meant the inference…
@CJM ~ Who wrote, “…how did Obama form, what was his background, how did he rise to power, and does he not fit into the pattern of coups around the world? The way I see it is he is a very key player but also a puppet.” Right on, CJ.
In 2003, Barack Obama began his campaign for the U.S. Senate in Illinois, yet was the Keynote Speaker at the DNC 2004. During the season I have the tv running while listening to political blather in the background. When this guy was introduced, I stopped and drew near. I had an uncanny feeling. I thought, he’s a smooth operator, thinking he’s being groomed, or a plant. I believe now he was both. Yes. That’s how meteoric stars rise in Politics. Deal Done. Plant. NWO
~ 1970 ~
{hi mom} 🪽
Measuring a summer’s day
I only find it slips away to grey
The hours they bring me painTangerine, tangerine
Living reflection from a dream
I was her love, she was my queen
And now a thousand years in betweenThinking how it used to be
Does she still remember times like these?
To think of us againAnd I do
Tangerine, tangerine
Living reflection from a dream
I was her love, she was my queen
And now a thousand years in between
…………………..Austintatious
Shawn Phillips April 2007
Performance at Kirstenbosch Gardens
Cape Town, South Africa.Lyrics:
I look up in the sky
A figure bows its head
And then I wonder why
They tell me I’ll be dead
The ashes in the tray
My bones of mortal webs
The blood of liquid clay
The brain that swiftly ebbsWe speed on toward the light
Hurling blockades into sand
We know that that is right
We need to hold a hand
That makes us all the same
We see and hear and taste
We speak and play the game
Are you worried about the haste?
Can you identify with I?
Do many pieces still remain?
Or do you evеr cry
And forget you have a name?Havе you ever felt the wind
In the leaves among your heart?
Or do you still intend
To let your love depart?
The force of love is strong
Like the light from distant space
The might of love is long
Despite refutal in the race
The sun is setting down
Where are the eyes to see it rise?
No one keeps a crown
Except of thorns or gaudy pasteThe time is drawing nigh
We can go and self-destruct
Or simply fade away
With a rosy glow at dusk
Or open up our minds
And realize the depth
Or never see the pines
And accept the tragic death
Our fate is in our hands
Can the demons gain the sway
Or sow the lovely lands?
And Your God will know the way{Favorite song from the Album Moondance, 1970}
_actually, it was 1970, but whomever produced this selection scrolled as it was from 1971. No. It was not 1971. It was definitely, 1970, yeah. I wore the dang thing out until my mother protested and said play a different album, already. _okay mom, how about Led Zeppelin?
Into The Mystic
We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mysticHark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mysticAnd when that foghorn blows
I will be coming home, mm-mm
And when the foghorn blows
I want to hear it, I don’t have to fear itAnd I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will float
Into the mystic, mmmWhen that foghorn blows
You know I will be coming home, mm-ah
And when that foghorn whistle blows
I gotta hear it, I don’t have to fear itAnd I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float
Into the mystic
Come on, girlToo late to stop now
LYRICS
Woke up taste of rust and regret
Sun coming up like it ain’t seen me yet
Mirror don’t lie, just stares me down
Says, “You still here, boy — make it count”I’ve laid in the mud with the rain for a roof
Told myself lies I wanted as truth
Lost time runnin’, lost friends too
But the long road taught me what to doYeah, I hear that knockin’
But I ain’t answerin’ tonightTell the devil I’m occupied
Got my boots on, got a reason to try
He can howl in circles, bite at my trail
But I ain’t draggin’ chains back into hell
Tell the devil I’m occupied
I’m still breathin’, still choose my sidePhone lights up with names I outran
Old “almosts” still callin’ me, man
Loved good hearts at the wrong damn time
Set fires just to prove I was aliveBut smoke lifts slow, shows what stayed
A woman who prayed, a debt I paid
I ain’t that dog beggin’ for bones
I learned how to stand on my ownYou want what’s left of me?
Mercy’s ahead of you in lineTell the devil I’m occupied
Got my boots on, got a reason to try
He can circle low, smell my doubt
But I ain’t the one he’s takin’ down
Tell the devil I’m occupied
Still broken… but I’m still on my sideI’ve been the fist, I’ve been the bruise
Shook hands with dark just to learn what I’d lose
If grace is a road worn thin and wild
I’ll walk it slow… not clean, not mildNot today…
Not this night…
Not my soul…Tell the devil I’m occupied
Got a scarred-up heart and a stubborn pride
He can wait outside, count my sins
But this door don’t open again
Tell the devil I’m occupied
I ain’t perfect — I’m aliveKnock all you want.
I ain’t answerin’.
