February 28, 2017


Power. Corrupt. Ruthless. Caustic.

What is the true cost of all this demonizing, fear incitement, mistrust, hatred and war mongering?

Well, nothing spending hundreds of billions of our dollars on the military won’t answer.

So we know the financial cost is enormous (beyond comprehension) but there is also a human cost, an environmental cost and an evolutionary cost.

Crisis? Quelle crises?


I like to share the story of me and my good old friend going to our first big name concert. It was 1970 and the performers were a young up and coming metal band known as Black Sabbath.

It was held in a brand new concert hall known for performances by the local ballet company with acoustics so refined “one could hear a pin drop on stage” from the back row.

Sabbath had a wall of amplifiers. We were literally blown away. My ears are still ringing.

Today’s performers on the world stage are doing exactly the same thing to us.

Who’d of thought that 47 years later a blues singer would be playing one of the seminole songs from that night a long time ago? Plus ça change.

Generals. Nationalism. Witches. Black masses. MIC. Dupes. Satan laughing. Blues. War. Works for me.

War Pigs – (not Ruthless) Ruthie Foster

Generals gathered in their masses,
just like witches at black masses.
Evil minds that plot destruction,
sorcerer of death’s construction.
In the fields the bodies burning,
as the war machine keeps turning.
Death and hatred to mankind,
poisoning their brainwashed minds…Oh lord yeah!

Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor

Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait `till their judgement day comes, yeah!

Now in darkness, world stops turning,
ashes where the bodies burning.
No more war pigs have the power,
hand of god has struck the hour.
Day of judgement, god is calling,
on their knees the war pigs crawling.
Begging mercy for their sins,
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings…Oh lord, yeah!


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