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thanks mrd, i appreciate it. i have a lot of songs in this library of my mental hard drive.

i really did rant and thought to feed the animals. You said fodder, and, i thought maybe i should provide the meat in due season. i did not post any of it. a couple comments, and, then two good songs

why don't you mrd, give the animals some fodder, and, see if you can open some eyes. i don't do so well, because, i don't make sense evidently. both of your suggestions of discussion are quite relevant, and, if it would make a difference, they would be discussed.

something is for sure. it's been in the u.n bylaws for years banning using weather control for military or economic warfare. they say they can use it, for instance to prevent tornadoes. here in the states the statistics are clear that they are really doing a good job.

1950- 202 tornadoes struck in the u.s.
2011- they failed to prevent 1691 tornadoes

It is not called haarp for no reason. it is musical frequencies, and, just don't care much for the sound of a harpsichord.

haarp stands for high frequency active auroral research program (HAARP) which is an investigation project to "understand, simulate and control ionospheric processes that might alter the performance of communication and surveillance systems".

maybe you can mrd. feed the animals with some good fodder

maybe aurora, the goddess of the dawn, aka eos is coming to our rescue, or, gave them the technology.

here's the buzzword. "press'. any prefix you pick will show you a thing or two, or five. oppress, suppress, depress, compress, repress. and, you should find a 'bear'. one of four beasts, or 50 million

Who owns the press?

to weigh heavily upon; subject to pressure.
i wish i could post a rant, but, i digress

there's no messages in song. no way, that's a ridiculous theory. right? this is definitely our generation. the generation that will not pass away until all these things come to pass. So, a song is in the new world order It is a very poignant message from the marcy playground



Are you a child of the free to be you and me generation
And are you in tune with the world around you
I am a child of the free to be you and me generation
And I am with you in being in tune

We shall bring change to this place
Listen to the whistle of the planet
twirlin' through space (that would be planet x)
Singin la la la la la la to the human race
(She says)
I believe I am the flower of life, the Earth
And the ocean oh oh
I believe I feel the power of light, vibrate
All around me oh oh
I believe you are the children of the one Great Spirit, oh oh

Are you a child of the free to be you and me generation
And are you confused with the world around you
I am a child of the free to be you and me generation
And I am with you in being confused (maybe Confucius can help out)

Children children can you hear it
Listen to the riddle in the melody by Great Spirit
Singin' la la la la la la there's nothin' to it
(He says)
I believe I am the flower of life, the air
And the sunshine oh oh
I believe I am the power of light, the motive
For the universe oh oh
I believe you are the children of the one
Mother Earth oh oh

but. we wait and see i guess. if we eliminate the concept of a good guy/bad guy, then what would man ever write about? there has to be an antagonist, or, we have nothing to entertain us.

i think they are screwing around with earthquakes in 'diver's places', and creating tsunamis. they are playing with some serious magma. they are going to set off yellowstone, and, a super volcano.
i would actually stick a gun to my head if i knew that everyone would be okay, and, not be tormented. that's why i've never owned a gun

why don't somebody else tell us about the many compounds, and, all those stacks of rectangular tubs that are quite large, and, would be suitable for a coffin for many people each.

this was written when the 'burning bush' was in office, who claimed he talked to g-d, and g-d told him to steal two elections. it was the will of g-d he claimed. whose elevator does not reach the top floor?



They say the new world order is just god's master plan but if the blueprint calls some to starve, don't blame god's right-hand man, 'cause the president is holy, and the president is pious, and hallelujah! He's a good ol' boy! Hosanna in the highest!

The plan is written in god's hand so only bush can read it, and it calls for battle in god's name and it calls for bush to lead it, and the blueprint calls to drill for oil, and exterminate the land, and if you can't hear god's calling, then you're probably from France! 'Cause the USA is holy, and the USA is pious, and hallelujah! God is on our side! Hosanna in the highest!

And god is great, and god is good, and let us thank god for our food, we may well have more than we need and god well yet have mouths to feed, but god is great, and god is good, and someday soon, he'll feed you, too, 'cause once we've got our yachts and crowns, god planned some food to trickle down, so just keep those thoughts holy, be patient and be pious, and hallelujah! God'll grant your prayers, hosanna in the highest!

And I thank god for a god so mild, who spared the rod and spoiled the child, and signed a blank check so his boys and girls could buy up the entire world, so don't think us rude if we intrude, but god in heaven ordained us to, so you best improve that attitude and step aside we've work to do and thanks for keeping things in shape 'til we could come and take our place. Oh hallelujah! ain't life great? Hosanna in the highest!

i think we might want to start praying for something to come and help out.

it will be a holy war. big holes for dumping bodies, and, maybe a big hole when the planet nibiru crashes into the Earth. july 22, they say; so we have a few months to build an underground shelter, and, stock up for the next 4 billion or years, give or take a billion