Wednesday, September 20, 2006


When one choses to look up from the lush pasture over the backs of ones fellow sheeple, there is no predicting how much gets in, unless you clench your eyes tighter and go back to munching on the long green. And I was afraid some of my rants were too far out to awaken the flock … how naive a novice I am to the big picture is measured by how alone I felt in my suspicions about the body controling the two handed illusion of democracy. I have just watched a 6 hour talk by David Icke.
I am so blown away by so many things he said that I don't think I am gonna post any more on politics (from poli: many, and tics: blood suckers) for quite a while, but I will leave you with this lesson relearned and reforgotten every generation it seems —

Lyrics by Buffy St. Marie
From the album best of donovan ii

He is five foot two, and he's six feet four,
He fights with missiles and with spears,
He is all of thirty-one,and he's only a seventeen,
He's been a soldier for a thousand years.

He's a Catholic, a Hindy, an atheist, A Jain,
A Buddhist, a Baptist and a Jew,
And he knows, he shouldn't kill,
And he knows, he always will,
Care for me, my friend, and I will care for you.

And he's fighting for Canada, he's fighting for France,
He's fighting for the USA
And he's fighting for the Russains, he's fighting for Japan,
And he thinks we put an end to war this way.

And he's fighting for democracy, he's fighting for the Reds,
He says it's for the peace of all,
He's the one who must decide, who's to live and who's to die,
And he never sees the writing on the wall.

And without him, how would Hitler kill the people at Dachau,
Without him Cesar would have stood alone,
He's the one, who gives his body as a weapon of the war,
And without him always killing can't go on.

He's the universal soldier, and he really is to blame,
His orders came from far away, no more,
They came from here and there,
And you and me ain't brothers, can't you see,
This is not the way we put an end to war.


Pisces Iscariot said...

Didn't realise David Icke was still around. He was ridiculed (and effective discredited) by the British media during the 90's for allegedly claiming to be the son of god.

Pisces Iscariot said...

Here's more of the
David Icke story.

Zatikia said...

Havn´t heard that song in years. So many views when you start looking, and the truths that come shouting out of them need passing on to join with others, gaining strenght.

mullet said...

where have all the flowers gone, long time passing...blah blah. no more political blogging? gregandgar the bitch from now on?

gregrandgar said...


gregrandgar said...

There was a wonderful movie called Ruling Class in which the main character was asked by a psychiatrist why he thought he was the son of god. He replied, "Because when I pray, I find that I am talking to myself."
Such euphoric lunacy has never turned me off, but bloodlines of reptile shape shifting illuminati make the rest of his ideas much harder to see on their own merits, many of which have also occurred to me.

mullet said...

where have all the.....a little ditty we learnt in the time of 'just before conscription ended'......huh? huh what? if you aren't being heavy, then it must be bitching! huh!

gregrandgar said...

Although I may not be heavy, I definitely must be dense — I don't seem to be able to sense your sense of "bitching". OMG, have also lost my sense of humor? ;•0)

mullet said...

GFM...i've lost your sense too

gregrandgar said...

OK, I know I started it with "OMG" (I swear it's the first internet acronym I ever used) so I deserve to be stumped on GFM for entering another area of blogging in which I can only let my naivete shine. I looked it up on google and they didn't know either. So now I neither know in what sense you intended the word "bitching" nor what "GFM" is. Please clue me in. Please don't tell me I should have stuck to photoshop and left the words to the cleverer, it would surely break me 'eart. Just looking for some sense and sensitivity.