technomancer

The technomancers reprogrammed our brains,
Made us consumers of major brand names,
Altered our natures, rearranged out fates:
Black magic cast by the corporate state.
The new gods are enron, bp, shell and chevron.
The stars and planets circle wall street.
We’ve upset the balance of nature,
Now we’re dancing to a fucked up inhuman beat;
A rat-race through oil spills and dead zones
Box sine waves and mobile phones.
We’re living half lives,
Chaff for the combine. they experiment with our souls and steal our life times.
Reality has been hijacked.
We gotta take that shit back.
Liberate the mind from the things that bind,
Unroll your sublimated soul from storage.
Have faith, strength and take courage.
If we work together we can purge the scourge
That blows like locusts across the land, poison spread freely by sociopathic hands
That throw their polluting filth, uncaring where it lands.
Its as if an alien intelligence has infiltrated but with diligence
We can reconquer our flesh.
Take responsibility and rise to the test.
Remember that your mind is thine, And hold your boundaries.
This life is the furnace and the foundry.
Refine the lead mind To silver and gold.
Pour ourselves back into the mold That was forged by cosmic radiance
And solar radiation gradients and The crystallized intelligence of our home world mother earth.
View all the variables effecting us from before birth.
Now it’s time to learn
How to turn on and burn.
Rise through the sciences of spirituality,
Read between the lines and discern fallacy from reality.
Most man-made religion is fraud.
I don’t care what it’s called,
So don’t bog me down with the names you got for the thing some call god.
Is it science or spirituality?
They got us duped with duality, But still the cosmic cogs are grinding and refining
By the creator’s shining light, guiding
Evolution to new matter states. Psychic revolution at ever increasing rates.
See, matter is God, science is Allah Geology is Gaia and its all one, all the same, we’re made from that god stuff,
And it’s time to rebuff
Anyone who holds us back from experiencing our lives as anything or any way that is true to us, each individual.
We’ve got to take back our bodies, take back out souls.
Take back all of the things that make us whole.
We must open up to the true wealth, and
Take our power back off the shelf. Rise to this occasion and prove ourselves,
In big ways, in little ways, in tiny half insignificant ways. It’s up to us to reclaim reality. Create art in the streets. Reclaim the psychic undertone of our american reality. Self publish, self print, co-op with people who have five minutes to help. Many think they have no time to revolt. Get creative on delegation
This is a call to anarchists and artists to have fun with your lives!
Harm none and do as thou will

witch at the coffeshop

Traveling deep,
Through strange dimensions,
The mystic bag lady shakes in the cafe' chair.
If I could truly see,
Would I see majestic tides and swift currents she rides?
Would I glimpse ancient gods,
Gate keepers of nodd?
Would I forgive the strange discomfort I feel watching her convulsions in the outdoor chair of the cafe?
The witch's path can be a stumbling one:
Dark with the shades of myth, legend, and totem,
Bright with the knowledge that burns through from mystery to compelling mystery.
Ah, she's back from the otherworld, ordering coffee,
Not a stroke or heart attack,
No overdose.
May the Earth bouy her up, always.

closed heart, open mind

Closed heart
Open mind
Peel it back
Beneath the rind
Ethereal circuits
Lined with lead
Absorbing every
Thing we're spoon-fed
They give us a shovel
The day we arrive
A series of numbers
To keep track of our lives
A system to silence us
And scramble our brains
Technology to trap us
And drive us insane
A school bell
To train us
Religion
To tame us
The CIA to keep track
And facebook to frame us
War money laundered
In the blood of our sons
They collect on the bargain
In oil and guns
Man, we just freaks chillin'
They're spoiling my fun!

(bridge)

Let's get back to
Civil rights,
Heart lights shining
Laying in the moonlight divining
Our true nature
Not this political/techno
Soscio-sexual
Built up egotistical stature

We need to relax back
Lay off the technological money crack
Fashion, excessive resource extraction
Individualistic political and religious factions
The ultimate in vain insanity
While this is our reality
We can't even start to begin to be
True reps of a spiritual humanity

so:

Reel it in
Realize our sins
Confess to each other
Let the healing begin
Let's go back to the Goddess Mother
Start treating each other
As sisters and brothers
Shake loose the rigid frigid
Cold circuit corporate digital existence
That was never meant to be

Soon we'll be up to our necks in cement
And if it sets We'll regret it
Like the world regrets Nazi Germany

Does it sound bad to you?
Sounds bad to me
Let's all do all it takes to be free
Non violence, yes
But non-silence first
Let's try to fix it before this bubble bursts
And it gets worse
We've had it pretty good up to here
Aside from cops raping and murdering
And ruling with fear
There was a time
When freedom was a fine wine
One took ones time to savor it
Now it's sliding away
And people today
Get annoyed if you try to belabor it

Taken for granted
And media slanted
Think tanks thunk
And ideas planted

We are the base of this system
They cannot work without us
Our labor, our taxes our fuel consumption
When we finally stand up
They can't do a thing about us
What's it gonna be?
Be slaves or be free?

ancient scrolls

Ancient scrolls of profane wisdom
Sketched out in circuit board precision,
Holographic pictographs etched in stone monoliths,
Projecting into the collective mind of the human animal,
Carving our minds into strange shapes,
Burrowing holes in our skulls that we may escape the self-made prisons of desire and fear,
alien glyphs awaken, shining,
Illuminating our souls deep intentions,
Our true identities beyond our body mask,
Light body shining through the mud clay skin that hold us to the earth,
Shining out through the cracks
Through the windows of our eyes,
Each soul, a radiating sphere of influence,
Each soul an ancient deity
Of wisdom,
        Love
             And warfare

             ILLUMINATE


Let's Illuminate the horror of humanity lost:
Lives bought and sold at wholesale cost,
Vital energy sapped, burned by the boss,
Once warm hearts and souls now rimed with frost.

I see lifetimes wasted
The video screen reflects a face, dead,
A mind buried,
Married to corporate entities,
Forever divested of a will that's meant to be free,

Not mired in mud,
Programmed with state-fed hatred
Tied on the inside with chains red with rust and blood.

We're spoon fed,
Fascist eugenicist bred
To be easily media-leash led
From birth, to shopping mall check out lines
To our death beds.

So what's the answer?
What's the cure for this cancer
That burns our eternal world faster and faster?

This corporate crap that colonizes us,
This big-government god-daddy trap that we must trust.
While they eat from the garden,
We're left with dry stems and dust.

Then they plow us under.
With sacred earth plundered
For trees, and coal, plutonium and oil,
We mono-crop to death and deplete the soil.

I vote we quarantine corporate persons from nature.
No more raping mother earth's resources for economic stature.

What's your corporate consumption footprint?
How do you rate?

The Indians had a good plan: Venerate the earth,
Consider the next seven generations.
On that thought, would you say we're neglecting our stations?