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Wednesday, August 12, 2015
Another Day, Another Dollar
Waking to the hum of an electromagnetic suburban fog
of microwaves spitting out their instant coffee,
frozen entrees, we head out for another pre-packaged day.
Kiss the wife, pat the dog and the kid.
Make sure you have your electronic helpers and your GPS guidance.
The Gadgets and Gizmos have taken the place of our brains.
Life is just a holographic shadow projected by our fears and desires.
Anything real is seen only in books and the poetry of the Awakened.
Work hard, play by the rules, raise a family of mindless children
who will grow up to be the wage slaves of the future.
They don't appreciate being born.
It is just the way things are.
Everything we believe is a collection of lies and half truths.
Our history has been re-written and edited to suit the current
mindset and geopolitical situation.
Our achievements are cherry picked from the morass of murder,
Imperialism, and corporate greed.
The American Way died many years ago. It only existed for
certain individuals of the correct complexion and religio-political persuasion.
For the rest of us it is work or unemployment or living at the whim of the state.
While the elite celebrate Independence day while they sip champagne and eat Caviar,
the rest of us have back yard barbecues and fireworks. Most Americans can not even
tell you why we celebrate the fourth of July. We lost our history.
So, Good Morning America!
Yesterday was Independence Day.
But we don't know who we are Independent of or why.
Our leaders are but Judas Goats leading us to slaughter.
Good Luck and God Speed.
©July 5, 2015 Philip G. DeLoach
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