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Ah...television. As we are exposed to this endless tirade/parade of visual rubbish, rather than merely beating one's head against the wall in a too consistant repetitive fashion, I offer up some side views of distraction (yes, just like TV) geared to somewhat ease the constant headache that we find ourselves ordealing with when viewing television.
'It helps to be smashed out of your skull.'-me
'I find television to be very educational. Every time somebody turns on the set, I go into the other room and read a book.'-Groucho Marx
'In general, my children refuse to eat anything that hasn't danced on television.'-Erma Bombeck
'If you read a lot of books you are considered well read. But if you watch a lot of TV, you're not considered well viewed.'-Lily Tomlin
'Television has proved that people will look at anything rather than each other.'-Ann Landers
'Television is the first culture available to everybody and entirely governed by what the people want. The most terrifying thing is what people do want.'-Clive Barnes
'Television is an invention that permits you to be entertained in your living room by people you wouldn't have in your house.'-David Frost
'All television is children's television.'-Richard P. Adler
'When I got my first television set, I stopped caring so much about having close relationships.'-Andy Warhol
'Television is a medium of entertainment which permits millions of people to hear the same joke at the same time, and yet remain lonesome.'-T.S. Eliot
'I hate television. I hate it as much as peanuts. But I can't stop eating peanuts.'-Orson Welles
'TV is chewing gum for the eyes.'-Frank Lloyd Wright
'Television has brought back murder into the house, where it belongs.' 'Seeing a murder on television can help work off one's antagonisms. And if you haven't any antagonisms, the commercials will give you some.'-Alfred Hitchcock
'Radio is the theatre of the mind; television is the theatre of the mindless.'-Steve Allen
'If everyone demanded peace instead of another television set, then there'd be peace.'-John Lennon
'Thank God we're living in a country where the sky's the limit, the stores are open late and you can shop in bed thanks to television.'-Joan Rivers
'The facts of life are that a child who has seen war cannot be compared with a child who doesn't know what war is except from television.'-Sophia Loren
'Television is not so much interested in the business of communications as in the business of delivering audiences to advertisers. People are the merchandise, not the shows. The shows are merely the bait.'-Les Brown
'If the education of our kids comes from radio, television, newspapers, then the powers that be are definitely in charge, because they own all those outlets.'-Maynard James Keenan (paraphrased)
'Each day a few more lies eat into the seed with which we are born.'-Norman Mailer on newspapers, television, movies
Turn off the TV

Today, during my meditation, I had a strange experience,
I noticed an idle thought dancing before me like a feminine roué,
Strange, I thought, I’m in my serious, delightful and rejuvenating daily meditation, so why this distraction?
After asking for The God-Force’s Love to protect me, I decided to follow this trite thought that dared disturb my ‘holy’ reverie…

The kernel of the thought was this:-
“My, my, why such struggle, why such effort to unite with the Divine?”
Yes, I know, this could be a dangerous and slippery road,
But, tired of the ‘faking-it-till-you-make-it’ philosophy, I decided to follow…

“So, you think that wanting to unite with the Divine is not worth the proverbial ‘blood, sweat and tears…’, I ventured?
“I did not say that,” countered the thought, “…all things are necessary in their season…, and, after all, you’re paying attention to me, not me to you. So, why are you following me?”
“Don’t really know”, says I, “…but I feel a little brave and I am protected by the Infinite’s Love…”
“Good,” says the thought, “…come with me then…”

The thought then led me to Ecclesiastes 3:
“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven; A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; I have seen the travail, which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it; He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end; I know that there is no good in them, but for a man to rejoice, and to do good in his life; And also that every man should eat and drink, and enjoy the good of all his labour, it is the gift of God.”

Wow! It always fills me with tremendous awe to be reminded of those ‘holy’ words,
But, what message is there in them for me today?
[End the struggle dear friend, end the ‘efforting’, its not necessary. The God-Force knows you! It is within you, it is around you, it flows through you. It knows your wants, desires, aspirations. In fact, its always paying attention to your every thought, rooting for you, loving you endlessly, guiding you like a caring Mother its young… What is necessary is to relax and to trust and to always but always follow LOVE! One can seldom, then go down the wrong path! Yes, act when you must, refrain when you must, yes, contemplate when you must, refrain when you must, yes, love when you must, but, never refrain from loving! ]

When we fell asleep last night
Did we wake into a world of fright?
Falling down a rabbit hole
Our lives literally stole

What phenomena occurred whilst we dreamt?
Were the evil red serpents sent?
To conjure up the lot of us
In stages that are just treasonous

Our voices cannot be heard
The lines of insanity are now blurred
Why has the seven heavens fallen
And our hearts and souls called in

Silence gives permission to the not so pure of heart
Sharing the truth to rise above must have a start
When we stop fighting for a life that is free
We accept the heavy hands on the control key

For what give rights to some and not others
Forbidding reaching out and touching our brothers
Rulers come and go not without a battle
Rise up and put an end to the psycho babble

Look deep into the eyes of peace and tranquility
Know this is the true state of all of humanity
Contemplate the truth absent of the unfitted
Never following doctrines made up by the wicked

Plunging deeper into a life of pandemonium control
Becoming lowly victims in a chasm that takes its toll
Breaking free should consume our every thought
Because freedom’s fight must always be fought

“I know but one freedom and that is the freedom of the mind”

~Antoine de Saint-Exupery~
French writer, poet, and pioneering aviator

© Jade Anjoun

the terrorist are loose and on the run,the question in general what country's the one,some say lebanon ,iran, or iraq, but the truth comes from a small country called afganistan, a group of terrorist call themselves the taliban, with a leader osama bin laden not even a man,new york's hero's fire fighter's on hand with america helping from across the land, america will take control of the taliban, america proud, america strong, america has troops in osama's back yard america hates terrorism , america will defeat america is people, power and unity, america will bring terrorism to it's knees, osama bin laden come out and pray allah's not happy for what you did to us this day. oh statue of liberty our lady of freedom shine your torch! brite! as we pray for our nation.

I watch the world denial
Like drones they slave for life
Like a computer program infected with errors
Forgetting what is right

Brainwashed by the tube
And fed the lies they feed
Never question the men in power
Or their lust for fascist greed

One lie after another
Big smiles with shirt and tie
Repression of political opposition
Blind sheep cant see us cry

A new world order to save the globe
To give us a better world...
Never telling us the true agenda
That their order is meant for control

The iron fist shadows Earth
But we all play into their dream
Control of the masses
By a socialist regime

Carry on now living?
And hold your head up high
But be sure to clean your window
To watch our species die

Take a bite from the apple, my dear.
The taste of knowledge will open up
for you a whole new world, you’ll see.
The juices will flow from lips down
your cheek as it searches out your soul.

Take a byte from the Apple, my dear.
Worlds will be conquered and compromised
as virtual realities surpass the tangible one
leaving you wanting for more, feeling less
numb from images, carpal tunneling home.

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When are we able to understand this stuff?
you kindly ask with enlightened, digital pen.
Hopefully, the answer is, “Never”, my dear friend
for such knowledge comes as infliction’s twin
as those we love fall, though not from original sin.

Science searches answers, wonders does create
Each wonder-answer another question it does make
while these new questions rise to seal our future’s fate.
It’s not nice to mess with Mother Nature, 'tis said.
We won’t grasp the wisdom ‘til to death we're led.

here comes the tax man with his bedroom room tax
he will hit everone with his bedroom tax
rich or poor and on low income
he does not care
for he is the grime ripper not heart or sole

he does not care, life a b*tch, lifes a struggle
for everyone tax rises bills soaring high
getting ripped off by energy supplies
the tax man does not give a dam
money they must collect from every one to fill there swollen nest egg pot
cameron the chief whip and his lap dog puppy in his kennal tied to the coalition he no clout for he is camerons b*tch and has no say and no clout for the lap dog he, he now fight

tax man you have gone to far,the burdan on the people of the uk with your dreaded bedroom tax, more money they will find more misery and decay uk in turmoil it now is going back to middle ages ,poor and destute families this they garantee there policies not working time they got the boot sell them off to the nearest car boot sale unwanted conmen thats what they are for they dont give a dam

You who are so ready to fight
And spill our children's blood
Why do you hide in bunkers so deep
Like rabbits in their warren

When bullets fly and death toil rise
Your face you do not show
Over maps you pour and strategise
And work out all expendables

If we strike first and we strike hard
You reason with your Generals
The enemy will be wiped out
And we will be the victors

Orders given, bombs are dropped
And thousands decimated
You rub your hands, with glee you shout
Their casualties far exceed ours

War is good, you propound
It boosts the economy
All these weapons that we've built
We can sell them abroad now

Never once you stop or think
Of all the pain you're causing
Look at your hands, covered in blood
From all these lives so innocent

Your name and country matter not
The same are you all
Servants of Satan, the evil one
In Hell you’ll all be rotting

She shakes and shudders as you plunge deeper
Uncaring, unhearing you ceaselessly carry on
You rape and pillage without thought or care
Oh earth what you must suffer
To satisfy mankind's greed

The Canadian Geese
As the wild geese migrate back to the great north
To nest and have there young
The sky over head is filled with a wonders sight
It’s as if God has put them on display for all to see
Its breath taking and amazing to watch them in flight
Flying in a formation that only they understand
They fill the sky with there beauty and grace
There wings can spread as far as five feet
And they can fly at an altitude of a thousand feet
As I sit and watch them a smile comes to my face
How lucky I am each year in the spring
To see my beautiful great feathered friends
I know ill be watching for them in the fall
When they fly back south at the first fall of snow


I have been watching them for
More than 40 years
Thank you God for such a wonderful gift

Written by
Dorothy Calvert
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