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Gods & Generals – Psychopaths and Fools

People of faith –

Whether Yahweh, God or Allah,

Heed these words,

For they are the tears of my soul,

And of the countless millions the world over,

Whose blood has shed and whose words you will never hear,

Those die because your faith is used,

As a powerful manipulative deception,

To cover up countless lies and conspiracies that imperils us all,

By refusing to accept reality,


YOU are complicit in the slaughter,

YOU are responsible for allowing injustice to continue unabated,

YOU can create a lasting peace,

Without the need for us to drive the throngs,

Into a final battle in your imagined end times,


This REVELATION and those herein contained will expose,

The disguise the devils here on earth wear.

“THE conscious and intelligent manipulation of the organized habits and opinions of the masses is an important element in democratic society. Those who manipulate this unseen mechanism of society constitute an invisible government which is the true ruling power of our country.” Edward Bernays

WHO rules your country?
Men and women who feign faith,

And believe me they do,

So many are atheists but can never admit it,

For YOU would not vote for them,

(and I know this first hand)

In order to get your votes,

Which have now become nothing more than a game of chess,

More often than not those who oppose this ruling elite,

Are legally, legally being disenfranchised,

Imprisoned, defamed or worse targeted for death,

This does not suggest,

As fools would have you believe that you should not vote,

You must register; you must vote, you must make your voices heard,

Though not just in that antiquated booth,

But where it matters most in our crumbling system (s),

Our festering and decayed pantheons of power,

Now usurped,

Vote with your dollar,

Put your money where your mouth is and watch,

How very quickly things can and will change,

For the very same chaos THEY seek to create worldwide,

Can be used against THEM with incredible force and

Beautiful results.

“Every age that has historical status is governed by aristocracies.

Aristocracy with the meaning – the best are ruling.

Peoples do never govern themselves. That lunacy was concocted by liberalism. Behind its “people’s sovereignty” the slyest cheaters are hiding, who don’t want to be recognized.” Joseph Goebbels

The best are not leading,

Our so called are not leading but following,

The will of masters many of you don’t even believe exist,

And the story remains the same,

The EXACT forces of manipulation today,

Have been used since time immemorial,

Only improved by the miracles of technology,



Sit there is quiet disbelief,

Malignant tumors to your own faith,

As you ALLOW yourselves to wear invisible chains,

Mortgages – literally translated – Mortus:

Living for the dying,

As you sit stupefied in front of tools of mass hysteria,

Purpose driven and designed to inflict the most callous of results,


Ever new and improved boogey men and ever new and improved toys,

To distract you,

From truth so obvious, so apparent, so right in front of your nose,

You cut it off to spite your face

AND though many will read these words as harsh,

Or even perhaps, as THEY would like, untrue,

As slaves unaware of the realities of an organized few,

YOU are allowing the slaughter of innocents,

YOU are responsible for the wars of aggression,

YOU are responsible for allowing your chains to remain,

But there is hope,

Should you wake up.

Call me names,

Those used by the manipulators to dismiss people like me,

Feel free,

For I know my reason and purpose,

I also know the meaning of my name,

So call me what you like,

For I,

Nosce Te Ipsum.

“This practice of creating circumstances and of creating pictures in the minds of millions of persons is very common. Virtually no important undertaking is now carried on without it, whether that enterprise be building a cathedral, endowing a university, marketing a moving picture, floating a large bond issue, or electing a president. Sometimes the effect on the public is created by a professional propagandist, sometimes by an amateur deputed for the job. The important thing is that it is universal and continuous; and in its sum total it is regimenting the public mind every bit as much as an army regiments the bodies of its soldiers.” Bernays

You are and have been lied to,

Consistently and ever more effectively,

Your entire lives,

Differences created and justified,

Used as pretexts for any number of inhuman acts,

That should insult your faith,

Let alone your humanity,

Polarities – Democracy and Communism,

Axis and Allies,


People the world over,

The lies, so often repeated, have become truth,

At least to those who accept freely,

The words of puppets dressed in suits,

In front of teleprompters,

Demonstrating, in open ways,

The tools of your own oppression,

While you, like school children, watching,

Giggle because someone has just farted,

Death, destruction, famine and drought,


Presented to you like entertainment,

With devastating effect as the dehumanization of those affected,

Has you eating McDonald’s or cake,

As you enjoy your bread and circuses,

Like cows unaware of their impending slaughter,

The lies have grown,

But the liars remain the same,

The lies are used to create a human pogrom,

Where we all live in gulags,

However beautiful our white fence,

Constantly in fear,

BUT consuming,

Hook, line and sinker the hyperbole and rhetoric,


Idiots all,

Despite the efforts of the few,

Trying to bring light,

Where now darkness reigns.

“In some instances the power of invisible wirepullers is flagrant. The power of the invisible cabinet which deliberated at the poker table in a certain little green house in Washington has become a national legend. There was a period in which the major policies of the national government were dictated by a single man, Mark Hanna. A Simmons may, for a few years, succeed in marshaling millions of men on a platform of intolerance and violence.”

These platforms of intolerance and violence today;



The New York Times
The Guardian

The People’s Daily

The Washington Post

The Wall Street Journal

Le Monde

The UN

World Bank,



And this list is merely for illustration.

People of faith,

How can you allow this to continue,

You number more than half of our seven billion,

Your faith being used as a weapon against you,

Could so easily be turned against these invisible forces,

That I can, have and will continue to expose,

And yet you stand still,

Doing nothing,

While professing The Lord, your true God, Allah or Yahweh’s teachings,

Are sacrosanct in your lives;

Perhaps the geopolitics of your existence escape you,

And it would be easier, or more palatable, if localized,

Easy enough for me,

What do you do when you see a homeless man on the street?
What do you do when you see someone who needs help?

A man or woman with no shoes?
A person being discriminated against?
A woman being beat?

These are but a few examples that show the vacuous nature,

Of your so called faith,

And perfectly demonstrates, illuminates and shines,

On how the callous amongst us,

Are so easily able to kill children whether from bombs, bullets,

Lack of water or food,

You say you give to the Church,

The Church has ENOUGH,

Christ according to scripture;
Matthew 21:12:

“And Jesus went into the temple of God, and cast out all them that sold and bought in the temple, and overthrew the tables of the moneychangers, and the seats of them that sold doves”

Is it not time for you,

People of faith,

To cast out those that subjugate you and all those you know,

Overthrow the tables of Wall Street, the World Bank and the IMF,

Usurious organizations that enslave you,

With an imaginary creation called DEBT,

Privatizing profits while socializing losses,

And though it pains me to say,

It seems now there are not enough doves,

You, the people,

To stand up against the war hawks,

Fighting in your name and with your money,

Go on and read Matthew 21:13, I dare you.

“The tendency of big business is to get bigger. Through mergers and monopolies it is constantly increasing the number of persons with whom it is in direct contact. All this has intensified and multiplied the public relationships of business.” Bernays

Viewed in a universal sense,

Even a child can understand how small our Spaceship Earth is,

However, here, the world is a big place,

And the one world sought by the powers that be,

With pretty words that have changed over time,

The current meme Globalization,

Demonstrates big business wants to get bigger,

Government is big business,
Politics is big business,

Media is big business,

Oil is big business,

Food Supply is big business,

The Military Industrial Complex is the biggest business,

And the distribution of public wealth,

Into private hands, limited,

Whether shareholder or owner,

Each of these big businesses seek to get even bigger,

Despite obvious and apparent truths such that infinite growth,

Can and never will be sustained,

In a world of finite resources,

And please, open your eyes,

Follow the money and realize that each of these BIG businesses,

Is directly or indirectly interwoven with each other,

And ALL profit from the same strategy orchestrated,

By those that have been in power since long before Bernays wrote these words.

“No serious sociologist any longer believes that the voice of the people expresses any divine or specially wise and lofty idea. The voice of the people expresses the mind of the people, and that mind is made up for it by the group leaders in whom it believes and by those persons who understand the manipulation of public opinion. It is composed of inherited prejudices and symbols and cliches and verbal formulas supplied to them by the leaders.

Fortunately, the sincere and gifted politician is able, by the instrument of propaganda, to mold and form the will of the people.” Bernays

Sincere and gifted politicians:

Abraham Lincoln
John Fitzgerald Kennedy
Malcolm X

Martin Luther King Jr.
Robert Kennedy

Mahatma Indira Gandhi
Yitzhak Rabin

Benazir Bhutto

Get the idea,

Those who stand up for the people,

And are willing to move away from the norm?

“The normal school should provide for the training of the educator to make him realize that his is a twofold job: education as a teacher and education as a propagandist.” Bernays

Everything you learned is school,

Is a lie,

The entire purpose of education,

As it is today,

Is not to inform,

Is not to create critical thought,

It is to maintain the status quo,

To create obedience,


To babysit,

To ready our greatest treasure to enter to slave force,

Questioning nothing,

When EVERYTHING should be questioned,


People of faith,

Why do you allow this to continue,

Why do you not stand up,

Why do you accept like sheep your slaughter,

Because the Sheppard told you so?
With promises of a paradise after this life?
What God, I beseech you, pray tell me,

Would promise paradise after life,

When life itself could be paradise?

Perhaps you should reexamine your beliefs and what you think you know,

For the world,

Is hell,

Because you allow it to be so,

When it could so easily be a paradise,

If you used the combined power of your voices,

Rather than infighting,

If you truly loved your children,

You would demand, fight and die for change,

But what do you do instead?

I titled this on purpose,

As all writers do,

I could have,

And perhaps should have,

Just left it at that,

To get you to think:





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You Don’t Know About Me


‘You don’t know about me…’

How could you possibly?
I mean,
You walked a mile in my shoes,
Want to try on crazy and see how it makes you feel?
This side of lunacy is a sick joke played on me daily,
So no…
You don’t know about me.

A boy trapped inside a mans body,
My mind that of an ancient sage,
My temperament that of a little school child,
Wandering free and innocent,
Though the man in me is guilty,
So no…
You don’t know about me.

Conversing daily,
With Huck and Tom,
Ernest and Edgar,
Peter Pan and Mowgli,
I am the little prince,
So no…
You don’t know about me.

I played in your world,
I did what you wanted,
I tried to be everything you expected,
And I always came up short,
Maddening me,
Saddening me,
Propelling me to a pharmaceutical plain,
Just to be inside the line that you feel secure with,
So no…
You don’t know about me.

Like Tom and Huck,
I travel (proverbially of course),
The Mississippi looking to regain strength,
To regain my sense of self,
Freedom found on treacherous waters,
But none so treacherous as you,
So no…
You don’t know about me.

The third of eight children,
Always stuck in the middle,
Highly educated,
Highly underrated,
My own worst enemy,
Is something I can’t escape?
So no…
You don’t know about me.

I’ve worked high and low,
Written for the rich,
And serviced compactors for the poor,
I have arrested shoplifters,
And been chef to the stars,
So no…
You don’t know about me.

I’ve been rich and poor,
Always rich in spirit though,
I have lived in well appointed homes,
And a stairwell when it all went south for my father,
I’ve hobnobbed with the famous,
And searched for a meal with the homeless,
So no…
You don’t know about me.

I have loved three women,
Only three,
Though I assure you I love them all,
I have been close to marriage once,
Gotten down on one knee,
And given a beautiful ring to the girl of my dreams,
At least that’s what I thought,
When I discovered the nightmare of apathy,
Only to be cast aside,
A refuge in my own loving,
Let down by love,
So no…
You don’t know about me.

I am scared,
Ripped apart,
Torn and twisted,
I am all this and more,
But you…
You don’t know about me.

And I wonder if you ever will!

Though you,
You must,
If this ‘thing,’
Is to be our thing,
You must,
And I believe,
You do;


Though you may not know me,
Fully, not yet,
I certainly believe you will
And what’s more,
That you will,
You must,
Like all you see,
All of me,
For all of you!


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Detained by my own self loathing,

I could not see past the mask that I had assembled,

Equal measure,

Comedy and tragedy,

The story of my life played out on multiple stages,

And in multiple dimensions,

Partially as defense mechanism,

Partially as undeniable stupidity,

For this open book that is my life,

Need not be censored,

Need not be less than what it is,

For you who stand in judgment of me,

Should, as Bob Marley says;

“Judge not, before you judge yourself,”

Acutely aware of my many faults,

Including things that you may not view as blunder,

I stand ready to embrace them,

And if you can not,

Then I must say unto you,

On your merry way,

Trot out of my life,

Like an unbridled and wild horse,

For you will never understand me,

You can never know me,

I am built on Shakespeare’s fatal flaws,

Shakespeare’s fatal flaws a guide map to the stage direction I call life,

And where you see weakness,

I find an ocean of strength,

I find a determined will,

To live,

To be,

To become,

I find virtue (and a little vice),

That now brings me to this,

A manifesto of my own accord,

A new manifesto,

A new life,

My design,

As intrigued by destiny and fate,

As determined by hard work,

Book ended by two parts of myself,


Sweet and innocent me (sweet yes, innocent, Judge not)

And then,

The darker,

More Mr. Hyde part of myself,

The voices of my past and present,

And the literary giants of infamy,

Hemingway; “Write drunk, edit sober” Key word; “Drink!”

Calling me to action,

Beyond my fatal flaws,

In spite of them,

Revealing all of me,


Without censor,

Without fear,

Without worry,

For I am,


and I am,


Faulty and flawless,

For me,

For you,

For us!


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