Raven in Green again..

nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME

--Wurdz by Otep Shamaya

Election Grief
December 27, 2004 12:30 p.m.

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Wow where to begin, where to begin. There's so much in my head right now,...long, lengthy, profound entries making statements about the world right now,...but realy I don't know if I'm awake enough to form the words in them.

One thing I have been meaning to write about is that the other day I realized that every since the election I have been going though the stages of grief. ...That's right I'm seriously gieving over the election, but I have.

What are they again? I believe Denial, Bargining, Anger, Depression, and Acceptance.

I didn't realize this until I hit the depression stage, but now...it just explains everything. ...I was in denial for awhile...shocked. I just could not believe that such a thing could happen.

Then I got angry. I think I missed bargining, though my angry rants could be seen as bargining,...trying to wake people up, tell them the truth, and thus maybe something will get changed.

One of the things that is really angering me right now are those stupid fucking car ribbons. Somewhere along the lines the real reason for those ribbons got lost. Now... they don't mean "Support our Troops" ...They mean "Support The Government", "Support George Bush". It's just another example of they are prostituting Nationalism!! (see song lyrics to left). Sure there are people with ribbons on their cars that have them there because they have friends in the war. But...lately I've been seeing atleast one on almost every car. It's become this thing that if I don't have a ribbon I don't support the troops. ..Honestly people this isn't vietuam in that EVERYONE supports the troops. No one blames this war on the troops. And the soldiers can't see those ribbons...so really it's so everyone else can see that you "support the troops". But the thing is...Only a few of those ribbon makers send money to the troops or the family. I know...if you go into my place of business and buy a ribbon, that's not going to the troops...that's going to pad the pocket of my CEO. ....Now....I did just found out that his son might be going to Iraq so I will modify this rant.....but honestly how many other CEO's out there will have children anywhere near this war? I see this as a symbol on how the wrong people just keep making money off this war,....and the fact that they would do it under the guise of "supporting our troops" just makes me so ill.

The other day Otep posted a link to the Wounded Warrior Project. Their existance is to support the troops. They have a way that you can donate a backpack to a needed so...in it are essential things like toothpaste. It would also have a 30 minute phone card so they could call home. .....This website just absolutely broke my heart, I was holding back the tears. ....The cost of this would be $100. ....and I can't afford that. ...50 would hurt, but I think I could do it. ...but 100, that's too much on my own. And what pisses me off is that our goverment is fucking over our soldiers so much that it is up to civilians to donate these things. ...If all of the people who got us into this mess dropped a little cash and bought 10-20 of them...because clearly they could afford it...this wouldn't be an issue! It just breaks my heart that they can't get this essiental items....and all the while these people are making money on the notion of "supporting them". It just makes me absolutely sick! ....Obviously I've reached the depression stage. ...I was telling a girl at work about this the other day and I almost started crying. I hate that someone she knows just has his eardrums burned out all because George wanted to use his new toys. It upsets me so much tha no one sees any of this or cares and the voted that guy back into the white house. ....Now I just picture things getting worse and worse.

If believe the mayan calender shows the world ending in 2012. That's what, 7 years from now? And g-dub is going to be in power for the next 4? ....okay okay, now I'm pushing the bounderies of rationonal argument....but fuck man? ...I'm in the depression stage.

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