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Green Inside The Black Hole
Into the belly of the best
Pipe dreams of another flight
Imbedded into the sleeves
Stitched in silence
The webs are weaved in darkness
Paths and pilots
Fixate the transport to the carnival
Again the silence creeps over eyes
Shells the disaster on the tip of the tongue
Green thoughts dashed into blue and black
Dashes of yellow lines
Swallows us all whole
Forgetting the wrap that they took for us to forget
Clinched teeth tight held veins tight
Secure shadows falling into insanity
Incredible but not inevitable
It shook the world with a daunting sound
Tranquil and numb keeping a whole society under thumb
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Anyone Follow Current Events/News
Just curious to see how many people on here are following current events and/or new stories, doesn't have to be from a normal source such as newspaper or television. Im interested in starting a grass roots movement. please comment, message or e-mail.
"You can the kill revolutionary but you can't kill the revolution"
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It's True, It's True, It's So True
HOW DANGEROUS IS MARIJUANA
COMPARED WITH OTHER SUBSTANCES?
Number of American deaths per year that result directly or primarily from the following selected causes nationwide, according to World Almanacs, Life Insurance Actuarial (death) Rates, and the last 20 years of U.S. Surgeon Generals' reports. Includes *Accidental or *Deliberate overdoses.
TOBACCO-------34 0,000 to 450,000
ALCOHOL--------- 150,000+ (Not including 50% of all highway deaths and 65% of all murders)
ASPIRIN--------- -180 to 1,000+ (Accidental and Deliberate)
CAFFEINE-------1 ,000 to 10,000 (From stress, ulcers, and triggering irregular heartbeats, etc.)
"LEGAL" DRUG OVERDOSE-------14,00 0 to 27,000 (from legal, prescribed or patent medicines and/or mixing with alcohol - e.g. Valium/alcohol)
ILLICIT DRUG OVERDOSE ------3,800 to 5,200 f(rom all illegal drugs.)
MARIJUANA------- ------------------- 000000000000000000
(Marijuana users also have the same or lower incidence of murders and highway deaths and accidents than the general non-marijuana using population as a whole. Crancer Study, UCLA; U.S. Funded ($6 million), First & Second Jamaican Studies, 1968 to 1974; Costa Rican Studies, 1980 to 1982; et al. LOWEST TOXICITY 100% of the studies done at dozens of American universities and research facilities show pot toxicity does not exist. Medical history does not record anyone dying from an overdose of marijuana (UCLA, Harvard, Temple, etc.).
-Tell why this is illegal again? Ask yourself who is running our government, because it's not yours or mine, or the both of ours. Question the authority that rules over your lives, and draw your own conclusions. After all if it wasn't for those average citizens questioning Englands authority where would we be? Jack Herer , read up bitches, knowledge is power.
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Sleeping In The Valley Of Mules
Infaction outside the white building,
Intrust the funeral to those who dig well,
Another blanket to cut the eyes out of the window,
Release the fixation before it becomes another chain around your ankle
Slice your way through the pages in the novel of someones, percepition of what histort is,
Who makes news who choses for you,
Watch them come for you,
Follow the cold trails to the end of the earth,
Escape the one who inslaved the educated masses,
Behind the backs of the ones that observe
No use tryin to dive for the hole in their minds,
Mear zombies in suits and tricked orbits around the centers,
Indeed thats the program designed for the followers,
Another decit one more downfall falls unto our lap again,
Detention for the masses inside hollow the continent,
Watch the sleepless just sleep again,
Goto sleep again and it's all a dream,
Don't worry cause it's all just another dream,
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Only A Memory Now
It's not anything more or less,
Only the mess you created and left,
Left here shackled to the memories that won't pass,
Constant and vague shading itself in grays and blues,
Another sunset and yet it still feels like yesterday,
It always feels like yesterday,
Spun around into a mold of your eyes,
Bitter and cold i bight my tongue not to talk,
Not dream a word that would land in your ear,
And yet thats isn't the path that i saw myself walking,
Maybe i wasn't suppose to be walking on a path at all,
Theres no ending to the string of memories you left,
Cutting another peice off little by little,
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