…and yes, I know by the time you awaken it shall be the first of April….but this is NO April Fool thing.
YouTube video courtesy of johnlennon
“An eye for an eye will make us blind.”–Ghandi
Look, carefully, at the children in this video….
…a very original man performed…and we all loved him…and his words.
Where is he today? You can find out here.
Clip courtesy of rollingstones50years
I have never cared for him, the puppet man. When I saw the first ‘Telepromtr’-aided speech, I watched for a few minutes as he seemed to be at a tennis match…left and right with the head, constantly…and irritatingly. Just another radical Alinsky acolyte, I thought then…and so I think, now. A phony, a Communist, a Marxist.
We, as human beings, do NOT need the likes of Baraka and his phony wife, Michelle, determining what we can or cannot do with our lives.
We…are the champions, not just ‘fly-over’ country dwellers! No matter how Baraka, a man who cannot admit his own mistakes, and his minions perceive us!
…a retort.
MIND GAMES
We’re playing those mind games together
Pushing the barriers planting seeds
Playing the mind guerrilla
Chanting the Mantra peace on earth
We all been playing those mind games forever
Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil
Doing the mind guerrilla
Some call it magic the search for the grail
Love is the answer and you know that for sure
Love is a flower you got to let it grow
So keep on playing those mind games together
Faith in the future out of the now
You just can’t beat on those mind guerrillas
Absolute elsewhere in the stones of your mind
Yeah we’re playing those mind games together
Projecting our images in space and in time
Yes is the answer and you know that for sure
Yes is surrender you got to let it go
So keep on playing those mind games together
Doing the ritual dance in the sun
Millions of mind guerrillas
Putting their soul power to the karmic wheel
Keep on playing those mind games together
Raising the spirit of peace and love
(I want you to make love, not war
I know you’ve heard it before)
…a beautiful night.
I cannot express enough my thanks to all you who have begun following this blog. And though I don’t care much for his ‘polly-ticks’, he does write and perform quite well, as does Ringo, in this from his 1997 CD Flaming Pie:
It was also nice seeing Linda, wasn’t it? (RIP).
Some I miss, more than you could think…and others I’ve shrugged off…those like the Obamas and their ilk!
Shall memories
Lose their meanings
Because you are there
And I am here?
Ten, even twenty or thirty years
Should never matter
If we were…are
Truly friends.
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