One?

One;

Trapped on a stage playing parts from a book some 500 years ago, none evolving beyond it yet.

Each doing their little man things, Horus having released the "me's" on them once again all so lost in self, the only one they now know is I.

Many so terrified of "new world order" they quickly shy away at any mention of it, respond again with hate, envy and greed, reply to anything that would unite any as being "satanic".

Do we end up at the murals in dia with only the children left, each of you doing your parts towards your own demise and that of your fellow man. Do you stand there like monkeys flinging poo at one another even as your food is removed from your cage, noticing it not.


Do you each go on telling yourself you are chosen, each in turn, you have the holy blood, you are gods children, when with each roll of the dice another level goes its way until there are only the top 1% that play you against each other for sport and profit.

Each a little whore of Babylonia selling out, usually to the lowest bidder, thinking themselves rich and so much better than.

To give up, to resign, to walk away.

Even the dear christian savior Jesus was a son of man, knowing well man was sin, he still wore the badge, and repeated it often if one reads his words.

Perhaps he should have walked away, given up on you one and all, let you go your way, yet he held you up, glorified you. Yet you find no glory in your selves nor your children, nor the planet it self. What profit then this long hard struggle.

Even the "christian" reads not his book, nor heeds his prophets, nor the jew, just kill kill kill, even your own.


Today convinced the others are but piggies and monkeys, cattle to be used at will and leisure, done away with in time, forgetting that which was caste into stone so long ago in south America.

All today following Martin Luther, so much smarter, so much better than, destroying and pissing on anything that was ever good or holy in this realm, for they know the truth for themselves alone, their reward is dirt.

Even here, mirror less and clueless having forgotten it was Adamu who was given the rank over the beast of the field, the unicorns, the snakes, and lambs. To do with as he will, in his leisure and time.

I wonder if any prophet had of sat on a rock and sang this song, if he would have received any reply at all.


Most likely something like "lol - Posted from my iphone" today would be the only response heard.

Odd world when self will is totally removed yet all believe themselves free. Amusing at times, painful, and frustrating mostly to watch.

Trees in the garden I told him.

When confronted with the differences his eyes seen in the world. Mear trees in the garden. Each doing their part, standing alone, nothing connecting them, each so different so unique, taking in worldly toxins yet releasing oxygen for the man animal to breath.

Some straggly old trees, life all but gone, yet stand they did, younger ones waving dancing about in the wind, all with their colored autumn leaves, all so different yet all the same.


I wonder why no man had come and placed a mark on them and told them they were different, told one he was better than the other and given them axes to cut one another down.

Ill gotten gain;

Have you ever noticed, are you old enough to remember. Nothing that comes from trickery or deceit is ever held for long.

A bank robber runs out of the bank clutching the cash just to loose it later, a cyclist juices to have his lives work taken back, a child given something throws it down and begs for the next thing he does not deserve, nor did earn.

Repetitive constant in everyone's life, yet few see nor choose to act on it. To build the wall right the first time, with ones own sweat, their own labor and to know it will still be standing in a storm.

Divided we fall.

One of the oldest, perhaps well known quotes to man, yet forgotten every moment. Many seek to divide man of every topic from the weather to God.

In becoming divided we place ourselves into the role of a blasphemer, or one who speaks negatively against something.

Many know if you have nothing positive to say, one should keep their mouths shut, but many again, myself at the top of the list, respond with knee jerk reactions, choosing a side, taking a stand, most times for something that was a lie told to us long ago to begin with.

We all know Satan is making a list, doubt if he is checking it twice, with every statement another roll of the dice. Did you say the right thing, the wrong thing, nothing at all, or something nice.

This one theme rampant in religion, if there is but 1 creator being, if even a creator of a cosmic game, anyone that approaches you with a new god is most likely out to kill you and take what is yours.

The one truth we can all hold dear is there is 1 God, if we can not agree one should respond not at all, or simply respond with peace unto you.

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One.

One world, a new world order, yet who's world and of what order. Will it always be that of sowing and reaping even to the last one.

Do we build a world were even the children are in shackles and terrified by guns daily in the most sacred places of learning.

Do we build a world of violence, division, hatred bloodshed and gore. Yes what world what order, the biggest problem of a democracy indeed.

Its easiest to say that in a democracy there are so many needs to be filled, so many voices to be heard, the system becomes mute to it all and none are heard. Perhaps easier to understand as two wolves and a sheep voting on whats for dinner.

We must ask ourselves is this true freedom, the freedom to not be heard, the freedom to be on the dinner table, the chopping block before.

How does it profit any man to draw a line in the dirt and call it a border just so others may charge you to cross it. How does anyone's needs truly get met in a multi party system which is division of the people in the most blatant of forms.

Now they even cry out for more parties, more division, more conquering, more reaping and sowing, and all the while the people line up cheering them on.

How does it feed a man to have a banking system that sets the rates of slavery for nations, with they they only to profit. Even Jesus sent the money changers from the temple in disgust, yet the Christians now cheer them on, more more more they scream. It doesn't take a mathematician to point out that he with the lowest valued dolor is he with the jobs to feed his people.

If it were perhaps one world, and one dollar then a product being consumed could never be made cheaper than beside the consumer because of the cost of transportation let alone import tariffs and the like.

Even Henry Ford pointed out to all, to sell a car, he must first pay his employees enough to purchase the car. It is one sad man to stand and plead for a job after having purchased a thing from another country indeed.

In a one world, one currency system, the cream would rise to the top, the countries and people known for making something the best those would be the exporters of the world, true conasours the importers. Wine from france, swiss for the cheese and so on.

This free trade system they feed us this day is a outright lie, the only thing freely traded was our jobs, freedom and security.

Perhaps its time to consider something, someone, less corruptible than this democracy, or capitalism where all has a price, consider even of you will, one leader and not a buss load of sellouts lying to you at your expense.

One is the ultimate number
Value is given, because It just is
Next to nothing, it is everything
-outside of which only has meaning to the few who wander it

"You are a god"

Well sure you are, go look in a mirror, compare what you see to the gods depicted on the pyramids, compare what you see to the angel Augustus carries. Genetics are seldom wrong on these things.

Yet do you hold any true power, do you have the answers to lives problems, do you reach down and hold the lowest when he needs to be held. What good a god in chains.

So many go their way, never even known themselves, so one wonders did they ever truly know God, did they ever do anything positive for themselves or another behind them in this chain, did they ever seek to free man from his chains or did he just trod along happily in his own.

So happy perhaps he attempted to fly from a bridge, a cliff one day all alone.

When gods and men build a system on words on paper, they become limited by those words and thoughts, and those that's eek to change them or give them new definitions behind their backs.

Do you as "god" need some piece of paper telling you you can not go across this line, you can not say that word. What a sorry pathetic god this would be, a god set on building the prison walls for his own offspring as another profits from the undertaking.

The world awaits the savior, a savior anyone to see mans plight and free him of the chains he has placed upon himself, all so desperate, yet terrified of what might be.

Even I, ever fearful of His coming seek him out, for I know even death would free me from my chains. In death release, in the knowledge, release of fear, of self.

I am no god, for I would free you all this day, so I must look outside myself for something greater than I, someone with the keys to my chains.

In a world of assholes, hero's apply within.

I see, hear, read constantly about people that feel themselves to be so much superior to the one beside them. I see people out there with this look at me, look at my car, look, me, me, me, I am so special.

Look at what I ask, everyone is familiar with what a self centered asshole looks like, seen one, seen them all, it really dosent matter if your name brand object is this years model, that special color, its still just a turd wrapped in some pretty toilet paper, badly in need of a flush.


So many have come before, one comes to mind, "pay it forward", yet again perhaps for the meek, its "better to give than receive", "plant a seed in paradise" b.s.

I wonder so ofter, why do not these self proclaimed gods, lower themselves just a bit to be someones hero for but a moment, they seek attention so bad, and its a safe bet one receives positive attention from doing positive things.

You see it so often, a a-hole in a store, move get out the way, I am special look at me, when with a mere flick of the wallet he could perhaps speed up the line and be his own savior, not anothers demon from hell.

The cop harassing some dude trying to get to work in some piece of shit car he cant afford to fix or upgrade, broken down on the side of the road, far better to tax the guy to insanity and call in the drug dogs than give the guy a hand getting his heap out of the way with a jump start or gallon of gas.

The welfare or any system worker, sitting there so damned smug, "I am so much better than you, why dont you stop breeding you pos", when if it weren't for the worthless breeder they wouldn't even have the job.

From the postal clerk to the president, all paid by the working man, they wish did not even exist as they vote his jobs away to foreign lands.

The mass consumer perhaps knowing not a thing than self, no chivalry, perhaps never having heard the word, pushing his way thru so many more just like him, to be the first consumer to be ass raped for toxic crap they dont need.

Everywhere you look, a world of assholes, covered in shit, all so self important to be the first in line. Me, me me, I, I, I.


Not a world of lying assholes that go about saying I am a hero, because I did this or that while getting paid much more than anyone else to do it. Especially when the person being helped has been taxed treble for far better service.


Yes perhaps the world does need a savior, a superman, a real hero, someone to simply say "hello, how can I help".

Perhaps if the world was full of real hero's, none would need helped at all.

"How could anyone...."
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Its obvious, not a one cared.

Yet I somehow think she was "loved" by many.

Grace, the angels did sing.

" a : unmerited divine assistance given humans for their regeneration or sanctification
b : a virtue coming from God
c : a state of sanctification enjoyed through divine grace "

I have wondered for so long on the biblical story (genesis 18)
"He answered, “For the sake of ten, I will not destroy it.” "

The image of the one in Tiananmen square, he that stood alone against the tanks, etched clearly within the mind.
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I wonder if one could be found worthy again in current history like Jesus of the book, one that would, could forsake self and stand for his fellow man.

I have searched the waters, finding him not, yet wonder do I as one would a God find us worthy to be spared once more. This man animal that simply refuses to evolve beyond self, beyond monkeys in a cage flinging poo at one another.

Occasionally someone steps forward with a smile then fades back into the crowd of insanity we collectively call life, another like the burrito boys step forward with a nourishing meal, all somehow lost again, that spark never fully igniting to become a flame of Love.

This perhaps they were not told, "love hurts".


Many cuddled warm and snug think they know love, perhaps to never have known at all but some infatuation, some other bit of self fulfilled.

How does man become "one" with no pain then, no "love".

How does any expect a child to mature with no discipline, a crime to not be perpetrated with no real penance than 3 hots and a cot, a obese person to become healthy with no one to say "you are fat, though not a bad person, you need to loose some weight for your own good, I Love you".

Perhaps herein we find the true definition for;
"it is better to have loved and lost,
than to never have loved at all"

Would it not be a far better world to have loved and lost miniscule battles along the way, yet to win the war of compassion.

Go on i just want money,on a planet in space.

If that even is to much then where the fuck do you want to go then...

So a yerrnotweelcome innn my solarsystem is cool ?

Nah okay <bleep>

Unus pro omnibus, omnes pro uno

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What is One but yet another word chained to relation

Heros and angels


It immediately brings to mind "if God were one of us", yet what of the angels, the prophets, the hero's amongst us now.

Prophet, Angel, you decide. I use the word Beautiful though you might mistake my intentions.



Seen today as I poked about, thanks to the OP of it.

I sat there with her watching with her eyes at this "nobody" she spoke about, trying to see what it was that had her so mesmerized, some hobo, some tramp, perhaps so jaded by life and love, so deep in a pit of despair never a rope long enough to bring him back. Yet she gazed within those eyes still.

Perhaps one bad decision on his part, perhaps a long life of disappointments one upon another, a onion none could ever reach the core of and truly know was it a sweet fruit or sour and to simple be disposed of.

It made me think of the I ching that stated I was at ground zero simular to a holocaust, my tarot that said nothing will ever change. Try as I might. Wondering if this "nobody" had been born with the same cards. Wondering if he ever truly cared, had he ever "loved".

Did she "love" as she gazed at him.

Angels and heros, what part did she play that day, a casual observer, or a participant, or driven by self with no action but that of which we witnessed here, poetry.

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Systems and governments.

We find ourselves all in a system built upon trickery and deceit, lies and manipulation. Toxins and poisons for all.

Is this truly want any one of us want?

A system where the wealthiest having had most of it given to them, continue to hoard it all in perpetuity, one legal loophole after another, with a slave class that is no more than donors to these select few.

This may well be fine if you are higher up in this pyramid scheme, comfortable to say the least. But what about he there in the gutter having been disposed after putting in many year of toil, sweat and blood, is he to have no relief whatsoever.

Can no one love enough to share, to stand and speak for him and ask where this mans position is, anyone short of being deep within the pyramid cozy and snug, doing it with regret and hatred to the man man that causes him to have this job and position.

Can no one take the time, the effort even until it hurts to care, to love to have compassion for this other.


We need a system, simply too many people, to many wicked things within the heart of man to say we could not, yet is the current system to our collective advantages.

Is it fair that because some petty crook that never tried simply be housed and fed to be released to do it all over again and again while the "tax payer" supports him in his misdeeds? Would it not be far better for all to simply cut off his hand and be done with it.

In a world running low on natural resources and green things producing is it fair to again feed and house someone for years, than to simply make a plant legal.

So many times around, many knowing the circle, the ages, and this is the best pyramid that can be built, those stones at the bottom simply being crushed one lever after another, until even the "chosen" are at the bottom of it.

We live in a age of novelty I am told, a new beginning, yet none willing to step through any doors, none willing to do the work other than murder others so they in turn can be placed upon the same list.

What system

Anyone ever having opened a book, read the bible,perhaps even watched a you tube video or taken a look at the pyramids knows well were are in a loop.

There are a couple genesis in the bible, many creations here on earth shown with physical evidence, nothing to fear, nothing left to hide.

What system this cycle then, many might ask what would jesus do, that's easy, you have been doing it, he brought a sword, its been rape pillage and murder then fire every since then with the new "chosen" people at the control profiting from everyone's misery all along.

What is it man is to do, whats his purpose, his true goal in this maddening play.

The pyramids state he is here to mine the gold for "God", yet in this cycle man continues to fatten his own coffers and take more than he should, its a tired old loop.

We read of it in the mayan/olmec history of the seven originals being overrun because they took more than they should and even went so far as to eat man the slave class. We stand here today it appears doing it far worse than them.

Many today need a heated leather seat just to get their fat asses to a desk where they bitch and complain all day, covering themselves in the same gold this god would desire or require of them. Pissing on the less fortunate as they pass them by with a sneer.

Are they then worthy, are they fulfilling their part of the covenant. Is it not time for them to go their way in turn. Is this a system this gold seeking God would allow to continue. How much longer then God?