
The Republican party is in shambles and wingnut/washed up rocker Ted Nugent knows just how to fix the party.
Make no mistake, conservative values and ideologies are embraced by Americans. The polls all indicate Americans are fed up with the Pelosi-led, do nothing congress, and do not support more government programs and control. Sounds to me like we have a conservative revolution brewing.
Conservative leaders and thinkers such as Newt Gingrich, Jed Babbin, Governor Jindal of Louisiana, Thomas Sowell, Glenn Beck, Michelle Malkin, Governor Sarah Palin and others need to turn up the heat and bring this less government, more individual freedom and strong national defense revolution to a boil. It is time.
Ted calls his piece: Rino Season Is Now Open He's so delusional he doesn't seem to understand that Americans have voted down Conservatism completely by electing Obama with a huge mandate. And the Democrats are closing in on 60 seats in the Senate. Yes Ted, Americans sure are fired up about conservatives. And how does he feel about Obama?
Nugent: I was in Chicago last week I said---Hey Obama, you might want to suck on one of these you punk? Obama, he's a piece of shit and I told him to suck on one of my machine guns...Let's hear it for them. I was in NY and I said hey Hillary---you might want to ride one of these into the sunset you worthless bitch...Since I'm in California, I'm gonna find-- she might wanna suck on my machine gun! Hey, Dianne Feinstein, ride one of these you worthless whore. Any questions? Freeeeedom!
Faithful Progressive: Is the Civil War really over after all? Only ten percent of white voters in Alabama voted for Obama
Connecting.the.Dots: Changing deck chairs on the Titanic. Now that the Republicans have handed us a socialist agenda, and branded Obama a socialist, let's go whole hog!
The Existentialist Cowboy: 100 years of crooks, liars, and failures
Sarah Paln's health mystery...solved. There is, however, no mystery in why she was selected by McCain and accepted as qualified by millions. The question now is how much longer any semi-conscious human will accept Republicans as the the guardians of 'traditional values'
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Sarah Palin was really good at talking out both sides of her mouth during her interview with CNN's Wolf Blitzer today. No sooner had her utterly phony pledge to "aid" the Obama administration going forward come out of her mouth than she said this:
PALIN: Well, I still am concerned about that association with Bill Ayers. And if anybody still wants to talk about it, I will, because this is an unrepentant domestic terrorist who had campaigned to blow up, to destroy our Pentagon and our U.S. Capitol. That's an association that still bothers me.
And I think it's still fair to talk about it. However the campaign is over. That chapter is closed. Now is the time to move on and to, again, make sure that all of us are doing all that we can to progress this nation.
Keep us secure, get the economy back on the right track, and many of us do have some ideas on how to do that and hopefully we'll be able to put all of that wisdom and experience to good use together.
BLITZER: So looking back, you don't regret that tough language during the campaign?
PALIN: No, and I do not think that it is off-base nor mean-spirited, nor negative campaigning to call someone out on their associations and on their record. And that's why I did it.
Funny thing about that: When Max Blumenthal and I dug up her multiple associations with far-right extremists in Alaska -- people who fomented for Alaska's secession, indulged in militia-organizing activities, fawned over Bo Gritz, and whose leader was murdered in an explosives deal gone bad -- and when CNN aired that information, here's what we heard from the McCain campaign:
CNN is furthering a smear with this report, no different than if your network ran a piece questioning Senator Obama's religion. No serious news organization has tried to make this connection, and it is unfortunate that CNN would be the first.
It's kind of hard to tell just exactly how discussing the record of Palin's conduct in public office, enabling and collaborating with far-right extremists, is somehow similar to the bogus claims that Obama is Muslim, or has anything at all to do with Palin's religion.
But Palin clearly has a double standard when it comes to bringing up "associations."
Of a Perspective
Of a Perspective
Eyes as windows to the soul.
Words as pages of the book we turn
the flame from within
sometymes afraid to burn...
People's perception, Reality's deception
Misconception
I dont know anyrhing for sure.
But I discovered a book that I would like to learn
my mind is open, as is your book
I invite you to take a closer look
my words may well be a door
and quite possibly more than you are looking for
I wasn't . Im not but I would and I could...
my only intent was to be understood,
Perhaps this existence escapes understanding
One foot forward, up in the air, fall flat on my face
am I taking off or fumbling my landing?
My thoughts, my fears, and desires ...everything I am
I have shared from the start....
Perhaps not yet realized ,
keys to my heart,
and secrets of this soul within
This is how I'd like to begin.
The depths of me and this is an open door ,
if you are of the mind to find out more
3 D viewing
3 D viewing
3D viewing
complacent
Category: Religion and Philosophy
What demons become me
As I eat of this devil's food cake
to what mind was the creator and what intentions did he make?
By far more mass in numbers of people willing to partake...
why didn't they try -its of the blood of christ for your sake?
perception is Not
knowing of the view you hold
always allow for change to viewing
unless that view you just sold,
for then one becomes accountable and secrets will be told,
make sure the one you are accounting for is the one you hold
for gravity is of the reality
this dual force of individuality providing you a unique 3D view
of the life
living within you
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Tymeslyne
Tymeslyne
Tymelines imagined
at other tyme's real
neither can I deny
those things that I feel
within me
and from me
and with me in mind
I love
I lose
I try to keep
I cant find...
love and light
only difference
between dark and night
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chopping block romance
chopping block romance
chopping block romance
Current mood:mellow
I feel the Suns warmth upon my shoulders.
The breeze that caresses my skin or is it a lovers skilled calloused hands,
A moment imagined and a minute for real...
But its an illusion
In all
I dream and I feel.
I feel the suns warmth for some tyme and I think
flowing oceans of love...I sink..
The suns warmth has warmed the sand no longer under feet
and echoes of laughter that mankind cant cheat
Lovers words spoken tenderly yet in a voice thats low and gruff
And I think out loud, to myself,
I dont use my chopping block enough...
screeching emitts from boiling waves
accepting of the warmth it craves
Did the sun warm this puddle,
the teardrop that has dropped?
light of the air;
floating,
then rise then popped
the bubbles, the wave, the water, the meaning of dreams
cared for but neglected, the chopping block, so it seems
tossing swirling circling the bubbles oh my
the sum warms my memories of tymes gone by
so leaveing the outdoors I must go back inside
and clear away the unused chopping board I never thought to hide...
I'll put it in the cabinet and get back to it someday
for now I wish the warmth of my lover to never go away...
The feel of the warmth from the light of the sun
My pot on the stove is boiling over
And my daydreaming must be done
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Posted on: 09/23/07
We have Visitors
Love and light fellow journeying soul...
you have stumbled upon an unexplored korner of kaos,
feel free to explore what has been hinted at,
uncover what has been buried, and expose that which
resides in darkness until illuminated by light.
we are all unknown...what makes one more interesting than another? what makes some easier to follow?
How do you reveal the contents of the unknown yet retain a certain level of interest that leaves you with a hunger for more knowledge?
How does one justify the outlandish hopes of an interactive website that teaches and learns the reader and the author, when they are one and the same and quite possibly the only visitor to ever journey here...
that was, until you came along...
I welcome you,
I offer my hand in friendship,
in love,
and in light
of all that we may discover.
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Unreachable
Current mood: cold
How far reaching can hatred be
How stubborn are we?
To what extent?
Your intent?
What Xtreme?
Just explain
what do you mean?
Disconnected..
Hung up on
Out of reach
Too late
crippling-
once confided
Twice mis guided
love is hate subsided
Unreachable
and so it is,
wonders,
noone
ever
lives
and dies
revealing what it is concealing
sad but oh so true
faith
minds
hearts
never knowing
done is done.
unnoticed as signifigant
the other cries
and those that somewhere do exist
noone caring who
are the same and the one
fools believe
the caring that gives
is genuine who tries
and tenderhearted
believe foolish lies
and in the center
oh those and them
that will never live in the hearts of men
another is shame that grieves,
souls apart from the none that decieve
when mished and mashed
become stuffed and stashed
and thats the salt ya should have dashed
unknown
not necessarily
kewl enough to be a mystery
what makes it such is the self to be
and zero adds 0 is zero to me.
under looked and over stood
the silent the spoken
the hoped for
would
and in a miracle of a lifetyme
an unknown for a minute is understood
dezigned of grace
unremarked on
pretty face
invisible almost
like nothing
anonymous existence
nothing remains nothing
until disappearing without a trace
and barely recognize the unknown
which you just cant seem to place
Real, am I
Fantasy I could be
But dooes the real satisfy me?
Some would only stare
Others may even drool
While others may envision another
As they begin to stroke their tool
Your cock is hardening
Your balls feel tight
If things go well
Youll get laid tonight
Excitement building
The bulge in your pants grows
Thinking about the profiles you have seen
And now the ones you chose
Fantasies to fulfill needs to satisfy
And partake in lusty activities
Meant to gratify
Imagine my body eager for your touch
May need you to use a bit of creativity,
But really it doesnt take all that much
Its your fantasy go ahead and dream
That I am hot and horny
And how you are gonna make me scream.
You imagine giving it to me like I have never had it before
Bucking and squirming and screaming for more
Imagiine in your mind ,my naked body as you feast your eyes,
And your cock hardens with desire focusing on the center of my thighs,
Imagine it hot, moist and glistening pink
So inviting, you wanna bury your face in its nectar and drink,
Probe your tongue between my pussy lips,
And stroke my clit with your finger tips
Pulses quicken, so does the pace
I reach for your cock as I cum on your face
I lick your cock
once then twice
Ands then swallow it all,
isnt that nice??
Balls in hand
cock in mouth
Suck stroke massage squeeze
Pleasure you while on my knees ,
We spoke of this moment
And how it would be,
Desired things you would do to me
And the ways youd take me to X2C
Sex loving hours spent
Touch here, stroke there
Kiss my pussy as you shave me bare
Playful hands that cup and squeeze,
And bring a shaking to my knees
sometymes random other tymes determined skill,
Mastering a lovers art, a deep erotic thrill
Minds that delve and hands that explore
Everything and then something more
Fantasy we would bring to life, for real
Erotic sensations, pleasures to feel
Of come and go
Here and went
All those wasted hours spent
Touch here, stroke there
As long as you are satisfied, you dont really care
Roaming hands , lips that suck
Oh baby you want me lets fuck
Desire so strong I should have not made you wait so long
Cuz after all what was I waiting for?
The experience has left me wanting more
The mood is set, candles lit,
You grab my pussy squeeze my tit
Throw me down and tell me Im the shit!!
Stick your cock in, pull it out
Yeah thats the shit Im talking about
One more tyme then just for fun,
You slam it hard and then youre done
Real is over as quick as it began,.
Oh yeah baby you certainly are the man!!
It happens, yes,more than once
But in my fantasy Ill not let it happen twice
I swallow it all, and smile-thats nice!!
Real? I am
Fantasy I can be
But the real of it all, is the fantasy is what satisfies me
a nameless face subject to shared space,
some mistakes ya just cant erase
there is two of us that share this face
dont go.
why do you turn on me?
I fight and regain control,
alone I pick up the pieces of the fragmented remains of a tortured soul.
its been said that I am crazy.
believed lies
silent accusations,
shadowed facts leave truth evident but hazy
once a beautiful vibrant girl until disguised violation invaded.
sign said degradation give it one whirl
degraded and disgusting
nasty little girl
body stripped-
ripped skin stinging and on fire-smouldering flesh and torn out hair
naked, violated displayed, betrayed-
my altar and funersal pyre
fire cannot cleanse one of so little worth, impregnated corruption.defiled. no longer heaven sent but soiled decomposing swallowed by this earth
she gladly took my beatings and all the lustful repeatings-born of necessity else I be forced to endure.
she took it all upon herself. I am amazed by the strength of her
visions of horror
filled by the eye or the mind,
extrenuatingcircumstances of the unfathomable kind
spring sprung,!! Sprakked Im wrung
emotional knots of
hands tied , so long so wrong strong
Who Id like to meet:
someone who loved us both and the past that we shared, one fucking human being to show that they cared instead of being dumbstruck fozen by fear that just stopped and stared.
the shock of finding her. stripped of all flesh to the bone
.several nameless faces
.but she is unaware she pretends she is alone.
In darkness she clothes herself
in a garment of flayed flesh
weaving together a memory so that somehow decayed life and and un ruined meshof innocent witness
hope is another word for thrive..
and the only facade that wishes to be alive
I have met the judge. now I meet the jury.
every event is cause for worry
tell the truth and people
cant accept watch them scurry..
I wait for a non existent her-o-
aeons of persecutions-guess there is no hurry.
never underestimate ill created furyand then I forget.blurry
</td></tr></tbody></table>I am a Constant Variable
is that possible?
I have been told that Im impossible.
Could be.
I am a paradox by definition: seemingly false or contradicting, however could be or is True.
Yep thats me
in a nut shell,
yet when you crack the shell,
there is yet another shell to be cracked,
will it reveal the nut inside?
Prolly not , theres yet another shell and the saga continues.
I am Me,
A spark of divinity, yet but a speckle in the infinite wonder of Creation. A divine spark seperated and fused again with the Source of the Flame that burns bright within us All. Some flames are bigger and brighter some are small and smaller burning-styll the same Laws apply-you cant cover or suffocate any flame and expect it to not extinguish.I need Space, to breathe, to be and to survive. I dont keep track of tyme. Im not slave to the hourly clock ticking like so many are. Things happen when they happen, not at the tyme set. Nothing starts till I get there, so what difference does what tyme it starts? If you expect me to be ON tyme I will surely dissappoint you, but you can count on me to be IN tyme, for whatever could possibly occur. My word is My All- Truth and Loyalty are my pattern Xtremeties are my design and Love is the Law-
4 Years 4 Why
4 Years 4 Why
4 years 4 why
Current mood: crushed
Hot tears roll down my face
grieving a loss , nothing can rep[ace...
my solid center , the heart of my soul
torn and rooted in griefs fucking black hole
4 years 4 why
wasted years of the calander have gone by
tyme that passes, unremarkedly so,
and styll its clutches wont let me go
I remain captive submersed and surrounded
immobilized by loss heldfast by grief
4 years 4 why
no sign of relief
Immobilized, as if tyme stood styll
haveing yet to move forward,
I wonder if I ever will
my solid center , the light of my soul
taken away and left me unwhole
of remedies, of healing
memories of borrowed tyme keep stealing
thoughts of the future like a corpse thats turned cold
in an instant I went from infant to unbearably old
the reasons the meaning, validation for being-
Im left without seeing
for in my visions there was alwaysyou
strength to hold fast and beliefs that held true
and although I styll see your wonderful loving face
Im lost Im helpless and alone in this godforsaken place
hot tears roll down my face
4 years 4 why
grieving a loss I can never replace
what does this future have in store.
t really doesn't matter I dont even care anymore
for I see nothing only pitch black
and all the grieving in the world
can never bring you back
so tyme that passes erases meanings and reasons for being
cold lonely infinite grief is all Im seeing
Like a mannequin directed through the motion
an abandoned ship tossed about by the ocean
no direction no course
held captive by grief and remorse
4 years 4 why
alone I sit
worthless
tears
I cry...
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I am so sorry for your grief. I am glad the pugs made your smile. I don't know when but I hope it will get better.
By vanessac on September 25, 2007 16:47
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Fabtastic Reality-The Matter
Fabtastic Reality-The Matter
Sometymes I become aware, of what my present moment consists of and then I have to wonder what I was and had been doing previously unaware
And sometymes a glimpse of a life I live but cannot recollect although it is an existence we share.
At tymes I can recall every person place and thing, summer, winter and fallThen there is the days I cant seem to know any one or thing at all.
Forward momentum perpetual in course, certainty without hesitation, directed of an outside source.
Divinitys gift, the Lovers trump, a golden chariot guided by one, half man half horse
Manifested for thy earthly experience of this Supreme celestial force.
Division as all is, the partition, the viei.
As the myth, the legend;
Fantastical is the reality
As each individual is one and the same in each of its duality
Understanding the wisdom hidden from each self by the divine;
your conscious awareness unconsciously becomes myne
And in the depths of the sub the transmissions we receive,
Outwardly as confusion reflected but the eternal cannot deceive
Conscious of the unconscious decision within
We surrender our doubts to our guided truth and undoubtedly trust in what we believe
Stand under above what we understand
Sight on what we cannot see
Purposed by none other than destiny
Guided by the hidden hand
In duty we serve, in theory we weave
Moving through the illusions of the fabrics of tyme
Realistically working the delusions of the divine
Ones fantasy was at once anothers reality
Just as once it was myne
Realizations of impossible; yet somehow we know
Ones grip of reality forces anothers to let go
Holding the key to a puzzle
Does not unlock its mystery
Nor does removing the veil
Enable the blind to see
But one more piece
To understanding the fragments of me







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