Showing posts with label newage fantasy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label newage fantasy. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Violent Macho Vegan Fantasies


Come on out from watching football and let’s settle this climate change issue right here
There’s a vegan birdwatcher been lifting weights who wants to break some NeoCon face
Gonna enjoy smashing your snow machine on behalf of all the vanished wildlife
Would be happy to fill your car with all that trash from those drive thru windows

Put down your stupid firearms and let’s settle this like the TV men you dream of being
Gonna smack you down for the frogs you 4WD’d over while smirking-drunkenly, smug and secure
Got a squishy liberal hammer fist for sending research and engineering overseas
Here’s a broken tooth for your overspending role in this ridiculous credit debacle

I’m a sissy treehugger, but I’ll gladly bury a palm strike in your fat and outsourced face
How about a bony elbow to your unused head or skinny knee in your fast food gut
I’m calling you out over what you’ve done to this country over the past 40 years
I’m a weak and yellow bicyclist trained hard enough to snap your overburdened joints

I’ll show you tough on fucking defense you wheezing, red-faced, HamAndEggers
Bring it on and we’ll film liberal greenies tattooing your tired-out, freedom-loving asses
Putting you on notice that machoism can survive on organic salads and soy milk
Here’s a hard left hand for the channelized and poisoned rivers you leave behind

Let’s do this in a peaceful meadow that your smoking bulldozers have not found as of yet
I’ll quietly meditate and sip green tea as they carry you off after I finish your beating
You can review your mistakes with your personal savior during the ambulance ride
So, yeah, the Bushido Zen Way is not incompatible with a peace-loving heart

Been practicing chokes and armbars just for you while I was hugging all them trees
This peacenik calls you to go mano a mano over your standalone cowboy foreign policy
While you’re on your back, gonna put quiet mufflers on your moronic pickup
You’re gonna go back to the earth with me to enjoy some good old ground and pound

This proponent of universal healthcare wants to ensure you a safe and free trip to the ER
I’ll enjoy a fruit smoothie after I am de-con’d of all the bloody sweat from your fat body
Gonna Visualize World Peace as I knee your piggish face from a tight Mui Tai clinch
Step down out of those oversize pickups so I can knock the Budweiser right out of you

Wackos are gonna bitch slap you until you whine like your fat, spoiled and stupid wives
Socialist flag-burning recyclers will punish jet ski riders from full mount position
A meditating observer longs to slam a real patriot into the cage just to feel his pain
Gonna pay you back with elbows for letting them ruin our standing with the whole world

Callin you out for a beating on behalf of the lakes whose fish you have tainted
Taking you down hard for stripmining mother ocean and waltzing off with the cash
Here’s a vicious combination for the tortured cows, pigs, chickens, turkeys and sheep
Gonna whup yer ignerant, selfish polluting asses and force feed you nuts, tofu and sprouts

Monday, February 14, 2011

Going Green...In My Dreams


Not going to waste any more precious fossil fuel on those many unnecessary daily trips
Finishing up with dumping my tons of thoughtless but nearly permanent CO2 emissions
No more dirty coal will over-warm my over-sized, un-insulated, leveraged dream home ever again
Won’t be polluting 200 gallons of good clean drinking water each and every day anymore

Won’t rip up any more productive farmland for shoddy, cloned, convenience strip malls
The oil on my driveway will stop leaking into that little stream every time it rains
The plastic bags I only used once will no longer choke our overburdened and leaching landfills
Won’t be so quickly casting all that devilish chinese shrink wrap into the closest dumpster

Wont be eating any more grains and vegetables impregnated with toxic runoff chemicals
No longer buying food that’s over-stimulated by oil-based pesticides and fertilizers
Done gumming pasty white bread which was watered by draining irreplaceable fossil aquifers
Stopped consuming proprietary, sterile, genetically-modified, corporate cereal crops

Wont be smashing glass bottles on rocks just to hear the noise they make while breaking
No more thoughtlessly tossing aluminum cans into the gaping mouths of garbage pails
Done casually flipping plastic containers aside the very moment they are emptied
Stopped thoughtlessly dumping out all that so-called waste paper I don’t want or need

Won’t be discarding much more cheap broken plastic shit from Asia without a second thought
Had my last freshly poisoned fruits shipped in from the far-off southern hemisphere
Wont be buying gas to fill my ATV that helps support terrorists in lands 10,000 miles away
Not paying any more taxes to have them outsource the war on terror there instead of here

Done kicking back and watching as we kill off the noble wandering albatross and dolphins
Not going to totally ignore the vanity poaching of the elephants and the tigers anymore
No longer going to let the salmon and the orcas be driven to extinction on my watch
Stopped driving up the price of sushi that is finishing off the magnificent bluefin tuna

Done sitting mutely as illiterate fools hoarsely destroy the living desert surface
Will no longer remain quiet as our wasteful recreation despoils the inland waters
Not continuing to wave politely to fat tourists shouting from atop noisy ATVs
Finished making excuses for loud smoking snowmobiles chasing game and littering

Wont be calling greedy shortsighted developers patriotic entrepreneurs anymore
No longer think energy policy is in my interest despite their smirking political assurances
Stopped believing that social progress emerges from politically polarized paralysis
Quit swallowing the repeated diatribes of artificial media conglomerate puppets

Hopping off the treadmill that I always ran as I looked forward to vacations I can’t even remember
Coming clean deep inside without the help of their evil-smelling embalming chemicals
Going completely green at last, without any overpriced and wasteful coffin: Yeah right!
Finally stopped making any carbon footprint at all. For I shall move no more forever

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Reusing, Refurbishing, Repurposing, Recycling


Not to be confused with Demean, Diminish, Disgrace, Dishonor
 Reusing grandfathers thrifty habits to set us back on their sane track again
Refurbishing our tarnished moral values to put them in play once more
Repurposing the wasted energy they used in their vanity thought control campaigns
Recycling their greedy, vain and shortsighted philosophies into the infinite void

If I don’t need it anymore I guess I won’t just toss it out
Maybe somebody else can use it
Perhaps a little tune-up means,
It will serve well for a few more years to come
I’m not using this stuff anymore
Wow, that would work just fine for this
At last a worn out piece of consumer history
Experiences rebirth once again

I got this extra part now since she gave me a new one
Do you need this other one, like I did before?
This part has broken several times
Can we maybe fix it better than it was ever made?
I’ll save these nuts and bolts from the old one,
For some other unknown project
Looks like this stuff is going back once again
To the big recycling factory in the sky

I’ll go and see if I can find one
Down to the bright and clean thrift emporium
All this old one really needs
Is a little tender loving care
I’m making a thoughtful war memorial
Out of this old high volume toilet
At last it’s time to recycle at least a bit of the wasted energy,
That was locked inside their failed neocon agenda

I’ll put a different attachment on the old one
And then we can use it on the road
All’s I did was put on a new cover, spray a little paint
And it looks as good as new
These worn out tee shirts will work real well
For messy projects out in the old garage
I’ll just rinse out this glass and metal for the green box,
Instead of tossing them in the trash without a thought

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

The Most Unthinkable Ultimate Weapon

Some crackpot wacko researcher has gone and done the unthinkable deed at last
And now it’s up to us to make sure this thing doesn’t fall into terrorist hands

Turns out it’s really quite simple to make and way too easy to secretly transport
We got to retain tight control of this invention or our precious liberty is surely at risk

The mad scientists have gone and let an evil genie out of the bottle once again
Proliferation cannot be an option for the freedom loving peoples of the world

If our enemies get hold of this, it will threaten our traditional family values
We alone must retain control of this awful power - for the benefit of all mankind

Our strategic analysts warn of its terrible consequences for our military establishment
It’s just the kind of thing that the one-worlders have been wanting for use against us

This weapon could upset our carefully crafted, fear-based global power balance
It will put the people of our sacred fatherland at the mercy of the godless heathen

There’s no denying its potential to do good if we were to use it in the proper manner
But, in the hands of radicals, it would represent a clear and present danger

Its proliferation would pose the gravest threat of any doomsday scenario yet
Mr. President, we must act at once to halt the spread of this terrible innovation

Already, there is intelligence that our enemies seek it on the world’s black markets
We have detected some French testing out on one of their remote Pacific atolls

Unconfirmed reports say an outlaw state is trying to acquire its raw materials in Africa
Some kind of loony religious cult wants to loose it on the entire world in aerosol form

We got to keep a closer eye on our so-called allies in the light of this new threat
We are ramping up our domestic intelligence gathering a bit more in secret, just in case

They say it might even be introduced covertly into our food and water supply
What we need is another world treaty which we can ignore but force others to obey

Already, reckless young people are experimenting upon each other with this stuff
The generals and politicians are demanding that the policy wonks craft a solution

This thing could spiral way beyond our control and end all our cozy partnerships
We must quickly ramp up coordinated media, military and diplomatic campaigns

Congress must quietly funnel millions for secret research and covert operations
Believe it or not they’ve found a vaccination for that sacred pox known as war

Friday, February 4, 2011

Step Up And Respin Ourselves

ditch the profitable fiction that war is simply a matter of our own unchangeable genetics
quit going forth and multiplying dumbly and decrease our numbers to a sustainable level
put aside our mindless, noisy, smoking toys and simply ponder the wind in the trees for a moment
forsake shortsighted smash and grab profit for a 1000 year economy and a thoughtful culture

dump the devastating myth that only we were born with a soul in the image of our fantasy gods
remeasure our success by what remains for our those who perchance might follow us
respin our myths and make it our responsibility to pass on an intact web of life
realize that there are neither jobs nor money without an ecosystem to support them

abolish the sinful suffering we criminally inflict upon our domesticated brothers…
understand well their sacrifices and at least consume them with some recognition
integrate our brilliant but incomplete economic system into the natural world that supports it
abandon outdated notions that clean air and water are merely so-called free goods

quit ignoring our toxic byproducts, dead bycatch and long-lasting side effects
stop believing that a giant shoddily-built house is the ultimate in status and luxury
stay under the radar instead of trying to buy people’s attention on 28% interest credit cards
pay a deposit on that packaging and make manufacturers take back wornout goods

for god’s sake, save fossil fuels and subsidize solar, wind and thorium reactors
get our dumbass noses out of the middle east by getting off of their petroleum
stop wasting more than all the other nations combined on our so-called dEfense
don’t bother building 500 horsepower hydrogen vehicles that fall apart in 3 years

let’s not make things clean and efficient merely to support another 3 billion in poverty
forget about interstellar travel until we right this little space capsule called earth
tax the fossil fuel emission costs they have so successfully and so improperly externalized
stop rewarding uncontrollable greed, blind ambition and absolute egocentrism

end huge bonuses for exporting jobs and pollution to slave-based economies
just quit letting it all come down to money in the end - every single goddamn time
reverse bad decisions even if they were made in private talks with one’s personal savior
just set the example for a greener world instead of whining about what others should do

tax the fat and the lazy just like the smokers, the drinkers and the gamblers
understand: you ain’t bustin out of this pigsty and flyin off to some half-baked heaven
realize that they’ll never compete to provide healthcare for the poor or the sick
just accept that there really aint a market-based solution to every single problem

treat keeping quiet as a virtue instead of generating noise with everything we do
tax all of the franchised religions at corporate rates to fund forgotten social programs
kick back at the credit moneychangers and stone the payday usurers into a docile submission
stop believing in fairytale eternal compound growth and embrace a sustainable steady state future

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Sanctuario

I finally found this small place inside of me where I can go and really get away
There it’s always cool and shady, it is quiet and I can take comfort at my leisure

No one else can get in there with me but I may freely come and go,
Though I might be long absent, trudging down these hot and dusty roads

But when at last I find refuge again within that clean and well-watered courtyard
I easily imagine, for a while, that it all makes good sense once more

In my leafy refugio, sunlight remains cool and gentle beneath whispering Alamosa trees
It’s easy to unwind with all the loud and randomly chaotic outbursts so far away

There is this small and sheltered patio where I tend the geraniums and my fish pond
Where songbirds still find a home and butterflies are gliding past bumblebees

There the sound of small running water tinkles out its infinite variations
And just a bit of a cool breeze is ruffling the surface of that small pond

Some flower is always blooming and the soil is cool and moist upon bare feet
I remain quite satisfied for periods not measurable within my allotted time

From that hidden mesa, open to the gentle sun of winter, I look out with gladness
And all these good things in their proper places intertwine, with a quiet grace

Clean air wafts the scent of slow home cooking lightly to my nostrils
The stars and the Milky Way are not obscured by foolish nightlights here

I leave the muddy, trail-stained garments outside my precious sanctuario
Then I jump into the clear cool water to rinse the dirt of the world from my skin

There my trees are ripe with fruit and the golden autumn lasts for weeks
When the good rain falls it is always gentle and likely forms a rainbow

In the winter the southern sun warms my sheltered patio in gentle yellow comfort
The children’s voices carry to me and somewhere a wind chime plays quite softly

Time has long sanctified this place and left it to hold ancient memories
Its old timbers, red flagstone patio and sandstone stucco bring a real sense of place

There is no foolish lawn to be mowed, but honest chores still need to be completed
A good old dog splashes through the shore plants as frogs leap into the pond

Songbirds nest and crows gather to tell stories among the whispering Alamosa trees
And far above, the snow blows across those ancient glaciers, upon our sacred peak