the bushmafia is like a pack of junkies making a midnight (un) raid on an all-night pharmacy (iraq).

their hubris makes them believe they can control every free-thinking human on the planet, and bend and bind them to their agenda of short-term profiteering, precious resource destruction and denial.

they will go down in history as planetary buccaneers, sociopathic, cold-blooded tyrants, and enlighteningly bad b-movie actors.

hopefully this confrontation with a reflection of our evolution as sentient, socially aware beings will be educational for future generations, as it is truly a nadir in human responsibility and stewardship.

the masses are worn out by need or stupefied with consumerism. those in the crack between the two raise our voices in concern and alarm, to what avail, we know not.

but to remain silent is to roll over and be complicit in the biggest consciousness-rape human history has ever witnessed, via propaganda and the dismantling of 'meaning in language'.

billions aspire to our shiny lifestyle, while its core continues to rot, crumbling from the inside out, suspended on filaments of faith in a gossamer god's will.

and we all struggle to wake from the horrific spell we have succumbed to, under whose power our simple daily shopping supports a vast and malefic mechanism, which incessantly seeks to further dehumanise us.

to awaken is not simple, and the stage between slumber and full awakening is most fraught with illusion, a van allen belt through which we must pass to escape the gravitation of our collective group-ego, which mucks about, sloppily content in its vacuity, slurping a supersize of ignorance, while munching on a triple whopper of lies.

fun world we chose to pop through into!

helpppppp!

'The history of public debt is full of irony. It rarely follows our ideas of order and justice.' Thomas Piketty