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Fools

As the men on Earth
Cannot agree on a sole rule
Division prevails and one fights
For a cause or another
Until all settle 
And through UNION comes
Answer to all questions 

Down on Earth
The greys against the blues
And the next day
The reds against the greys
And then again
Reds against the blues
Is it farce?

The gods agree
"These fools deserve their fate!"
Until the one lesson is learnt
You fight me
And I fight you
For the sake of holding opinions
To conquer or deliver
United in division
As strife is the rule
And peace the exception

For a flag or a nation
For a tribe or a leader
For a blade of grass or a precious stone
Over a border, a tradition
Over a word or a question
East against west 
Then south Vs. north
Foolish mess!

Down on Earth
Brothers fight one another
As I have my opinion
And you have the right to hold your own
All stand united against wisdom

Until the one lesson is learnt
Men thrive on hatred
As fighting makes them feel alive
And through strife they feel important
Their muscles flexed
The weapons held above their heads
As symbols of strength
All united in division

Fools!

In disputes the men of Earth
Feel no longer
The true nagging questions
Intelligence becomes weapon
Rather than the one true solution
Until the one lesson gets learnt
Fights for the sake of dominion
Until the fools settle on Life
And feel the strength of true UNION

As through union 
Solved all equations

As through union
Overpowered the weapons

And deliverance and freedom
And power over alienation
Through minds united only are born

                                                aleph alpha June 2013

Word!

The world is your oyster
Don't settle for a clam!

                 Music by Aleph Alpha

★

Put on my shoes and you will see

That you walk just as straight as me

Mind Matters

Use your mind before someone else uses it

--------☆---->   portrait of the author:

The Noxious Wars

From all directions came men in arms    
Glorified with medals and bearing loads of cash     
They came with their machines    
From all directions towards I     
-I had avoided the noxious wars and they could tell by my face- 
In MK Land and throughout Atlantis 
(Where I resided by now) 
men were made to go to war so the tyrants could peacefully remain
Now,  I could see them coming   
In their midsts and thousands
With their angry faces, screaming  
They said, towards me:  
« You are weak, you avoided the war!  It’d have made you strong, You'd be a real man, You’d had piles of notes Given for free after a good day’s war    War would have made you free! »    
I said : « I avoided that flick ! »    
« Go away ! » they said    
Pointing towards the horizons    
I yelled : THESE NOXIOUS WARS HAVE MADE YOU MEEK, AND YOUR MINDS ARE BROKEN AND YOUR BRAINS ARE LIMP!    
The soldiers said I had to leave
I had nothing to respond

★

Room # 9

enter
/apply to all

I enter the circular room
You are standing at the other end
An imaginary line
Between me and you
Yet dividing nothing
Spiraling around us freely

I am in!

I speak. I want to tell.
Whatever I am still able to contract into words of Man
I have the need for you to know
But your ears don't hear
And my mouth cannot spell

one
zero

Flicks of screens and blank pixels
Bang one another in my head
Screaming for help
I cannot yell
As all my switches' been programmed
By the evil machines of Man
You are there, yes...
Quietly standing at the centre of the room
Circular lines all straight and fine
Parallel, entertained
' round one another
Noughts and Ones
Beyond myself

/exit program
/exit program

No longer can I express, Hell!
As you seem from a all different world
Organic still, natural, alive
With real men and real minds
Unlike me
and I, incapable to tell
Muted. Encrypted even.
As mind encrypted in binary programs
Debased
Virtual
Trapped in
Only able to scream
Through noughts and ones 
in fine lines and little wells
As mind made alien by the machines of Man

I am in the centre of the room
Are you able to tell ?
This is hell !
Get off your screens ! Switch off your cells !
Brains need help

escape
escape
/apply to all
.

Ctrl?

/exit/escape

: APPLY TO ALL

The Sea World

The sea was everywhere
Surrounding us
We
Were surrounded by the Land
And at the end of the sphere...
Another world
Deep Inside

EARTH

The Sea was surrounding us
And we were surrounded by the sea

Us
In the centre
Right in the middle
Of YOUR Land
Us
At the centre of YOUR world
One
With All Others

And the great sea beyond
Revolving around the world
Evolving around us
And a whole world between us
And inside us
YOUR Land

“There is always psychological influence, there’s nothing new about that. All governments, all religions have used it throughout history. The point is that now the means of control are much more efficient. We have computers. We have populations exposed to exactly the same images and words, millions of people every day. So the opportunities to control are much more potent now than they have ever been".
William S. Burroughs

★

The Microchip Factory

I entered - Fortunately I was rendered invisible so I could see without being seen-

There were hundreds of computers in lines, 
In a large warehouse
All white, walls and uniforms
Workers busy entering in long lines of noughts and ones
Encoded they be into infinitesimal microchips
All black with wires and synapsis
Artificial conditioning

The bells ring
All workers stand in line
Receiving orders from above
For infinite coding of noughts, and more noughts and ones

Microchips shipped away
To a land of dark lies interfaces
and cheap love drives
...Substitutes for human hearts

A Mind-Machine factory

Veterans of the Psychic Wars ★ Psychotronic Warfare

     
















Corresponding waves tying mind responses
Moves become predictable as
Triggered by psychotronic art

The human using therefore
His strength to stand upright
And act normal as
Psychotronic waves
Make his mind work hard

He’s too busy with natural fuctions
Prevented by sounds and pulses and lights
-though he cannot tell-
And mind gets used a third or a quarter
Only
Leaving the regents and kings
Sleep in peace. Quietly plotting
Tomorrow's world in their dream
As man can no longer be
Agent of his own mean

Psychotronics leave him asleep

Psychotronic wars meet financial needs

Mental warfare for One's means

No response -he cannot see-
And man in haze, half hypnotized
Walks the streets
EmptY
Of mind and soul
By psychotronic means
Blinded by the lights
HELD TIGHT
This is psychotronic war and mind warfare
 Can you hear me?

REMEMBER: This is a WORK OF FICTION, but its message must be clear: 
★  use your mind before someone else uses it! ★