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http://www.waltonandjohnson.com/main/index

http://sepica.com/

http://www.lp.org/

http://www.druglibrary.org/schaffer/hemp/history/first12000/11.htm

http://norml.com/

http://www.thefire.org/index.php/

http://linesthataregood.com/

http://impeachobamastore.us/

http://www.burningman.com/

Guess Who!

WHO AM I ? I was born in one country, raised in another. My father was born in another country. I was not his only child. He fathered several children with numerous women.  I became very close to my mother, as my father showed no interest in me. My mother died at an early age from cancer.  Later in life, questions arose over my real name.  My birth records were sketchy and no one was able to produce a legitimate, reliable birth certificate.  I grew up practicing one faith but converted to Christianity, as it was widely accepted in my country, but  I practiced non-traditional beliefs & didn\'t follow Christianity, except in the public eye under scrutiny.  I worked and lived among lower-class people as a young adult, disguising myself as someone who really cared about them.  That was before I decided it was time to get serious about my life and I embarked on a new career.  I wrote a book about my struggles growing up. It was clear to those who read my memoirs that I had difficulties accepting that my father abandoned me as a child.  I became active in local politics in my 30's then with help behind the scenes, I literally burst onto the scene as a candidate for national office in my 40s. They said I had a golden tongue and could talk anyone into anything. That reinforced my conceit.  I had a virtually non-existent resume, little work history, and no experience in leading a single organization. Yet I was a powerful speaker and citizens were drawn to me as though I were a magnet and they were small roofing tacks.  I drew incredibly large crowds during my public appearances. This bolstered my ego.  At first, my political campaign focused on my country\'s foreign policy. I was very critical of my country in the last war and seized every opportunity to bash my country.  But what launched my rise to national prominence were my views on the country\'s economy. I pretended to have a really good plan on how we could do better and every poor person would be fed & housed for free.  I knew which group was responsible for getting us into this mess. It was the free market, banks & corporations.  I decided to start making citizens hate them and if they were envious of others who did well, the plan was clinched tight.  I called mine "A People's Campaign" and that sounded good to all people.  I was the surprise candidate because I emerged from outside the traditional path of politics & was able to gain widespread popular support.  I knew that, if I merely offered the people 'hope' , together we could change our country and the world.  So, I started to make my speeches sound like they were on behalf of the downtrodden, poor, ignorant to include "persecuted minorities" like the Jews. My true views were not widely known & I needed to keep them unknown, until after I became my nation's leader.  I had to carefully guard reality, as anybody could have easily found out what I really believed, if they had simply read my writings and examined those people I associated with.  I\'m glad they didn't. Then I became the most powerful man in the world. And the world learned the truth.  Who am I?  ADOLF HITLER OF COURSE WERE YOU THINKING OF SOMEONE ELSE ?

bored

there is nothing to do

The Great Lie Charlie Brown

I have given up on love,

And cast the idea into the dark pit.

Some people believe it was sent from above,

I think they are all full of shit.

On this matter I have concluded,

My current position I shall keep.

On this matter I have been mentally deluded,

By those who can be led like sheep.

I used to believe in the great lie,

Long ago when I wasn't very old.

But then I realized you live then you die,

And my heart has grown cold.

The world has created, in me a pessimist:

But truly in my cold heart I am a misogamist.

"Love"

"Love" is a chemical reaction.

It starts in the brain and drives you crazy,

Causing you to commit a sickening action,

Like pulling the petals off a daisy.

"Love" makes you stupid,

"Love" causes pain.

"Love" makes you believe in cupid,

"Love" makes you stand out in the rain.

Lust not "love" is true.

I know what I said.

"Love" makes you blue,

Lust makes you red.

I am not trying to be kind,

I hope this will open your mind.

Standing Tall

For ten months now you've had my heart,
And many times it has been broken.
Submissively I've known my part,
Just being your little token.
But no more, I'm finally standing tall.
More than when I called you a whore,
Because my back was to the wall.
You will NEVER break my heart again,
And I don't mean to be crass,
But living with the pain these last ten,
Gives me an excuse to be an ass.
I really do want to be your friend,
But for love I know it's the end.

Fire

My trial by jury is a trial by fire. 
Constantly supressing my earthly desire. 
When you ask for honesty you say you really want it. 
But deep in your heart you know you're full of shit. 
I gave you my heart but it's not enough.
You just want a guy to give you stuff. 
My heart isn't good enough for you. 
Is that why you left me broken and blue? 
And as my heart is devoured by the flames, 
I remember all the times you played your little games.

Sunshine

I cannot stand to be outside,
The sun is too bright.
I cannot stand to be inside,
As long as there is light.
Smiles and laughter have escaped me,
As I cry on the phone.
My soul shouts "You have raped me!"
And my tears prove that I am alone.
The pain of losing you,
Tries my very soul.
You have beaten it black and blue,
And made my heart a black hole.
For me, you always were too cool,
And for loving you I am a fool

Desolation

Where do you go when you're ostracized,
And you're constantly alone?
When you're always dodging excuses and lies,
And spending nights at home?

When you try and try,
And never find any love?
And when you always wish you would die,
From a lightning bolt sent from above?

When the loneliness consumes your soul,
And you heart is torn asunder?
When your mind sucks happiness out like a black hole,
And you're told to crawl back to the rock you've been under?

To this i say there is no hope.
Though I'll find salvation at the end of a rope.

In My Head

In my head,
We're together,
My soul does not feel dead,
And my heart feels lighter than a feather.
I don't believe you can love,
When pure love you do deny!
I used to think you were a dove,
But now my heart believes you a fly.
My love for you was a waste,
To you it was a joke.
My heart was ground into a bitter paste,
And at my soul the sword of sorrow does poke.
And as I sit inside my clothing,
All I feel is a deep self-loathing

Fuck Her

Fuck her, the thief of my heart,

She is the one who tore it apart.

As I hear the roar of thunder

I remember SHE tore my soul asunder.

I yell at myself for being such a fool

She to me, is lower than stool.

She is the root of every problem,

From her lips my anger does stem.

I hate her for this, yes I‘m rude;

But I swear she was born a dude.

To Her

This is for her the thief of my heart,
She is the one who tore it apart.

As I hear the roar of thunder
My longing for her touch tears my soul asunder.

I yell at myself for being such a fool
My love for her is not cool.

Why am I such a dumb shit?
I know for her I am unfit.

I hate myself for this, yes it’s true;
My love for her has left me beaten and blue.

this is the first version