"GAMES"

It's Sunday morning in the early A. M. My mind is active my body is alive. Hurricane Irene batters the east coast, the rest of the world probably laughs as we are getting what our elected officials are trying to do to the rest of the world. Hurricanes build off Africa and hid our direction. Africa doesn't have the mighty military to pound us so some other power uses her arsenal against us. Mother Nature speaks her mind. As usual children never listen, they have minds of their own and lack of knowledge. Mothers possess natural wisdom of motherhood and years, what do children have? A big mouth with only a slight hint of knowledge. These once children now grown physically get into politics, the most ego inflating, monry hungry game of all. Once these small minds played children's games. Now the small brains play games with us. The crooked little evil minded child of the school yard once had big bully's to back him up. This menace of the playground grows up to become a menace to society. Instead of stealing lunch money from children, he plays a bigger game and eventually hooks up with the real power.

I hear you asking, "who is that"? Come on children it's time for us to do our own thinking! Mothers aren't always going to be there. Mother Earth needs our help. She is being, looted, plundered, pillaged beyond recognition. What do we do? We continue to elect people who are doing the biding of the same people who run the world. Follow the money! We the citizens of the world don't have it we have to borrow, to live. Don't fool yourself the same rulers of the world that have always ruled still rule. They just buy different puppets. They dangle some gold in front of the people they want and just like a puppet show, them puppets jump on strings. These puppets of all nations do the directors and producers d-i-r-t-y work. Why? Directors and producers hire everyone and enjoy playing the chess game of life sitting in there Ivory towers looking down at their subjects. Who else can steal the future of our children and their children and smile at the faces of death all around the world. All cultures, all religions speak of these evil entities, while WE THE PEOPLE, of the world squabble over the little bitty details of nothingness. They get us to fight wars for what? For whatever reason they wish to give. Boom, they don't like whomever so let's start a war! These baby brained ignorant people will do our biding, for they know no better. We, the ignorant people have worked for them from conception, through deception, until cremation. The sad part we live our lives for what we consider a little pleasure. Games as children, who have imaginative minds that need stoked with learning and yearning, get sucker punched from the first day of school. We are taught what? To believe in certain things that are based on myth's, lies, that are moved across the chessboard by the masters. Ah that word has a ring that sums up nicely the point I'm making. Master, a man who rules others or has control!!!!

AS I GROW OLDER I SEE MY LIFE HAS BEEN FOR NAUGHT. THAT'S NOT AN EASY PILL TO SWALLOW AS YOUR LIFE GROWS TO A CLOSE! TO SUDDENLY REALIZE THE FREEDOMS YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD, HAVE ALWAYS BEEN PRETEND. YOU HAVE LIVED YOUR WHOLE LIFE AS ONE BRICK OF THE ROADS THAT WERE ONCE MADE FROM INDIVIDUAL LAID ONES. THE MASTERS HAVE TRAVELED OVER US AND WE HAVE BEEN THEIR BACKS IS MINDNUMBINGLY HARD TO TAKE. FROM A FEW TO BILLIONS, IT DON'T MATTER IF WE'RE CREATED, EVOLVED, ELONGATED, SQUARE, ROUND, WHITE, BLACK, YELLOW... YOU SEE IT DON'T MATTER WE HAVE BEEN PLAYING A GAME, WE WERE NEVER MEANT TO WIN.... WE DON'T EVEN KNOW IT'S A GAME.... WHILE WE'RE GIVING THE MODERN TOYS TO OUR CHILDREN, THE MEANS FOR THE COMPLETE DOMINATION OF ALL MASSES BY THE MASTERS, WE FUCKING DON'T EVEN KNOW IT... WE GAIN OUR STRENGTH AND WISDOM FROM THE OLDEST BOOKS THAT HAVE BEEN WRITTEN. WE BELIEVE IN THEM, WE WORSHIP THEM, WE FOLLOW THEM TO OUR DEATHS... WE WANT TO BELIEVE THE WORDS THEY SAY, OR AS OUR EDUCATED ONES EXPLAIN THE MESSAGE TO US, BECAUSE WE CAN'T UNDERSTAND IT OURSELVES... THEY BUILD HIGH TOWERS TO WHERE... THE PUPPET MASTERS BLEED US DRY... THE BEHIND THE SCENES DIRECTORS, PRODUCERS PLAY THEIR CHESS WITH PIECES MADE OUT OF PURE GOLD, FROM OUR BLOOD, SWEAT AND DEATHS... IT AIN'T NEVER GOING TO CHANGE, THIS WAS BEGAN IN THE EARLIEST OF TIMES AND WILL CONTINUE UNTIL WE DESTROY MOTHER EARTH, TO DO ALL OVER AGAIN AND WHY??? BECAUSE THAT'S THE NAME OF THE GAME OF LIVING...