Verbos - Babel Builder

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1 And I saw in the right hand of him that sat on the throne
a book written within and on the backside, sealed with seven seals.
2 And I saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice,
“Who is worthy to open the book, and to loose the seals thereof?”
3 And no man in heaven, nor on earth, neither under the earth,
was able to open the book, neither to look thereon.
4 And I wept much, because no man was found worthy to open
and to read the book, neither to look thereon.
5 And one of the elders saith unto me, “Weep not: behold,
the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David,
hath prevailed to open the book, and to loose the seven seals thereof.”
6 And I beheld, and lo, in the midst of the throne and of the four beasts,
and in the midst of the elders, stood a Lamb as it had been slain,
having seven horns and seven eyes, which are the seven Spirits of God.
7 And he took the book out of the right hand of him that sat upon the throne.
8 And when he had taken the book, the four beasts and four and twenty elders
fell down before the Lamb, having every one of them harps,
and golden vials full of odours, which are the prayers of saints.
9 And they sung a new song, saying, “Thou art worthy to take the book,
and to open the seals thereof: for thou wast slain, and hast redeemed us to God
by thy blood out of every kindred, and tongue, and people, and nation;”
10 “And hast made us unto our God, kings and priests: that we reign on earth.”
11 And I beheld, and I heard the voice of many angels round about the throne
and the beasts and the elders: and the number of them was ten thousand
times ten thousand, and thousands of thousands;
12 Saying with a loud voice, “Worthy is the Lamb slain to receive power,
and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing.”
13 And every creature in heaven, on earth, under the earth, and in the sea,
heard I saying, “Blessing, and honour, and glory, and power,
be unto him that sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb for ever and ever.”
14 And the four beasts said, “Amen.” And the four and twenty elders fell down
and worshipped him that liveth for ever and ever.
Capítulo Uno
Episodio Uno
Chapter One
En caso de que no has leído
El libro del Apocalipsis,
In case you’ve not read
The book of Revelations,
Obligaron a todos a recibir una marca,
En su mano derecha o en la frente,
Para que nadie puede comprar ni vender,
A menos que tenga la marca,
Que es el nombre de la bestia,
Y el número de su nombre,
Y el número de la bestia es de 6, 6, 6.
They forced everyone to receive a mark,
On his right hand or on his forehead,
So that no one should be able to buy or sell,
Unless he has the mark,
Which is the name of the beast,
And the number of his name,
And the number of the beast is 6,6,6.
The Biometric Electric Accounting Surveillance Terminal is allegedly a.k.a. ‘The BEAST’.
Pero la marca es el código de barras,
El mismo código codificando
Cada cosa descargando atrás de Walmart.
Y cada código se divide en dos partes
Por tres marcadores y los tres marcadores
Siempre representen los números 6, 6, 6.
But the mark is the bar code,
The same bar code encoding
Every item unloading at the back of Walmart.
And every bar code is divided in two parts,
By three markers and those three markers
Always represent the numbers 6, 6, 6.
‘La Cueva de Platón’ es una historia escrita,
Hace dos mil trescientos años.
Presos, Incapaces de mover la cabeza,
Están obligados a ver las sombras,
Creadas por los hombres que pasan,
Y un fuego por la espalda,
Con objetos diferentes en sus manos,
Y sólo las sombras están en la vista.
El texto continúa
Cuando un hombre rompe sus cadenas,
Que sale de la cueva, Y luego vuelve a decir,
Que fuera hay un mundo, Para tocar y sentir,
Y que todos están atrapados en una cueva,
Y que las sombras no son reales.
Porque los otros no sabían nada,
Pero la ilusión por delante de sus ojos,
La historia dice que se llaman él loco,
Y seguir creyendo las mentiras.
Platón escribió esta historia que describe cómo,
Hace muchos años,
Controlando las formas del entretenimiento,
Y limitar los viajes,
Un rey controla su reino,
Por mantener el control,
De las opiniones de la gente,
Del mundo fuera de su propio.
‘Plato’s Cave’ is a story written,
Twenty-three hundred years ago.
Prisoners, Unable to move their heads,
Are forced to see shadows,
Created by men passing,
And a fire from behind,
With different objects in their hands,
And only the shadows are in sight.
The text continues
When one man breaks his chains,
Leaves the cave, And then returns to say,
That outside there’s a world, To touch and to feel.
And that they’re all trapped in a cave,
And that the shadows are not real.
Because the others knew nothing,
But the illusion in front of their eyes,
The tall tale tells that they’d call the man crazy,
And continue believing the lies.
Plato wrote this story describing how,
Many years ago,
By controlling forms of media,
And limiting travel,
A king controls his kingdom,
By maintaining control,
Of the opinions of the people,
Of the world outside of their own.
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Pronunciación
Español
English
Pronunciation
( pronunsiasión )
elelefántelegánte
larreali╬á╬ presiósa
╬eunartísta inkreíble
unaktórr aktuál
kreá╬o akreárr
éste ákto kreatíbo
unpoéma or╬inário
ése Ħenera╬órr máĦiko
╬elafilosofía
ilarrebolusión
nuéstra ╬iferénsia
enlakultúra
esrrealménte la╬oktrína
elpórke ╬el ¿porr ké?
el ¿kién? ¿kómo?
i ¿kuándo?
larrasón paranosótros
elsólitó╬o
( espanyól )
( ínglïsh )
El Elefante Elegante
La Realidad Preciosa
De un Artista Increíble
Un Actor Actual
Creado a Crear
Este Acto Creativo
Un Poema Ordinario
Ese Generador Mágico
De la Filosofía
y la Revolución
Nuestra Diferencia
en la Cultura
Es Realmente la Doctrina
El Porque del ¿Por Qué?
El ¿Quien? ¿Cómo?
y ¿Cuando?
La Razón para Nosotros
El Sol y Todo
The Elegant Elephant
The Precious Reality
Of an Incredible Artist
An Actual Actor
Created to Create
This Creative Act
An Ordinary Poem
That Magic Generator
Of Philosophy
and Revolution
Our Difference
in Culture
Is Really Doctrine
The Because of the Why?
The Who? How?
and When?
The Reason for the WE
Sun and Everything
( prənənsiéishən )
╬i élïgənt éləfənt
╬ə préshəs riâləti
əf än ïnkrédəbəl ártïst
än âkchuəl âktər
kriéited tu kriéit
╬îs kriéitïv âkt
än órdənéri póəm
╬ât mâ¥ïk ¥énəreitər
əf fïlásəfi
änd révəlúshən
äwər dîfərəns
ïn kƏlchůr
ïz rîli dáktrïn
╬ə bïkáz əf ╬ə Ħuâi?
╬ə Ħú? Ħâu?
änd Ħuén?
╬ə rízən for ╬ə wí
sən änd évri╬ing
p(a)dre
(b)añar
(ch)ocolate
cuan(d)o
(e)lefante
(f)ruta
(g)ramo
real(i)dad
(k)ilo
(l)iteratura
(m)etal
(n)úmero
dise(ñ)ar
barc(o)
(p)uerco
f(a)ther
(b)athe
(ch)ocolate
(d)octor
(e)lephant
(f)ruit
(g)ram
realit(y)
(k)ilo
(l)iterature
(m)etal
(n)umber
reu(ni)on
b(o)at
(p)ig
(q)uinina
mi(r)ar
bu(rr)o
esta(r)
(s)iete
(-)
(t)é
fr(u)ta
pavo
( pábo )
(w)agon
e(x)tra
h(i)elo
pozo
( póso )
(q)uinine
(r)iver
{ double trilled }
( like a cat’s purr )
(s)even
(sh)are
(t)ea
fr(u)it
(v)alor
dientes vibrantes
(w)agon
e(x)tra
(y)ellow
(z)oo
dientes vibrantes
entre (a) y (e)
ä / â
entre (a) y (u)
ə / Ə
to(d)o
activi(d)a(d)
tó╬o
aktibi╬á╬
(j)usticia
(g)enerar
Ħustísia
Ħenerárr
(ll)aves
inclu(y)en
¥ábes
inklú¥en
(a)ct
S(a)turday
b(u)t
c(u)lture
entre (i) y (e)
(i)r
ï / î
entre (o) y (u)
ů / Ů
╬
au(th)or
k(i)d
(i)t / (i)s
c(oo)k
l(oo)k
(th)at
au╬ər
΃t
Ħ
(h)otel
(wh)o
Ħotél
Ħu
(j)ustice
(g)enerate
¥Əstïs
¥énəréit
¥
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Comencé mis viajes unos siete años antes
del nacimiento de mi libro y pasaba
la mitad del tiempo en América Latina.
Una semana después de cruzar la frontera,
conocí a un evangelista que tenía
una ‘llave mágica’, un libro de unos
veinte categorías de las palabras latinas
que son las mismas en Inglés y Español.
Una semana estudiando, y llevaba en las
conversaciones en mi nuevo segundo idioma.
Mientras tanto, trabajando con las iglesias,
mis amigos me decían que tengo que orar
y pedirle a Dios por la dirección,
y yo les diría que no necesito nada.
I began traveling a full seven years
before the birth of my book
and spent half that time in Latin America.
A week after crossing the border,
I met an evangelist who possessed
a ‘magic key’, a book containing
some twenty categories of Latin words
that are the same in English and Spanish.
One week studying, and I was carrying on
conversations in my new second language.
Meanwhile, working with the churches,
my friends would tell me that I need
to pray and ask God for direction,
and I’d tell them I need nothing.
~Si necesito calcetería,
lo encontraré en la calle.
“If I need hosiery,
I’ll find it on the highway.”
~Dos días más tarde,
me encontré con un nuevo par de calcetines
en el lado de la carretera.
Pero un día, yo oré.
Estaba aburrido detrás de la congregación
y expresé internamente y abiertamente,
Two days later,
I found a brand new pair of socks
at the side of the road.
Nevertheless, one day, I did pray.
I was bored, pacing behind the congregation
and I openly and internally expressed,
Abre mis ojos y muéstrame las cosas
que la gente normalmente no percibe.
Open my eyes and show me things
that people do not normally perceive.
El pasaje anterior, de la ‘marca’,
fue tomado de la canción ‘S.A.L.T’
de la banda: ‘The Orb’.
The previous passage, describing the
was taken from the song ‘S.A.L.T.’
by the band: ‘The Orb’.
Una mañana, después de poner fin con Kevin
y regresar a Cancún,
yo estaba sentado en la iglesia, aburrido,
porque bueno, la iglesia es aburrida.
Estaba cantando esta canción a mi mismo,
y en el momento en que terminé la frase:
...y los tres marcadores siempre representen
los números: Seis, Seis, Seis.
Me di cuenta de que el pastor estaba
buscando algo delantera de la iglesia.
Encontró una botella, se celebró en el aire,
señaló en el código de barras y declaró:
One morning, after quitting Kevin
and returning to Cancun,
I was sitting in church, bored,
because well, church is boring.
I was singing this song to myself in my head
and at the moment I finished the phrase:
...and those three markers always represent
the numbers: Six, Six, Six.
I noticed that the pastor was searching
for something at the front of the church.
He found a bottle of water, held it in the air,
pointed a finger at the bar-code and stated:
~Esta es la marca de la bestia;
El Seis, Seis, Seis.
“This is the mark of the beast;
The Six, Six, Six.”
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Español
Verbo
acción
actuar
aksión
aktuárr
abstracción abstraer
aceptación
aceptar
colección
colectar
digestión
digestir
╬iĦestión
╬iĦestîrr
dirección
dirigir
discusión
discutir
elección
elegir
invención
inventar
inyección
inyectar
activación
activar
aktibasión
aktibárr
aceleración acelerar
alienación
alienar
animación
animar
anticipación anticipar
asociación
asociar
celebración celebrar
conjugación conjugar
konĦugasión
konĦugárr
constitución constituir
creación
crear
decoración
decorar
distribución distribuir
donación
donar
educación
educar
Verb
act
âkt
abstract
accept
collect
digest
dâi¥ést
direct
discuss
elect
invent
inject
action
âkshən
abstraction
acceptation
collection
digestion
dï¥éschən
direction
discussion
election
invention
injection
activate
âktəvéit
accelerate
alienate
animate
anticipate
associate
celebrate
conjugate
activation
alienation
animation
anticipation
association
celebration
conjugation
levitación
liberación
locación
medicación
meditación
migración
moderación
motivación
narración
kán¥əgéit
kán¥əgéishən
narasión
e╬ukárr
é¥ůkéit
elevación
evacuación
fabricación
federación
fijación
generación
elevar
evacuar
fabricar
federar
fijar
generar
Ħenerárr
graduar
hidrar
ilustrar
imitar
instituir
invitar
inbitár
elevate
evacuate
fabricate
federate
fixate
generate
¥énəréit
graduate
hydrate
illustrate
imitate
institute
invite
ïnváit
graduación
hidracción
ilustración
imitación
institución
invitación
inbitasión
âktəvéishən
acceleration
objeción
obĦesión
obstrucción
pasión
predicción
proyección
pro¥eksión
protección
reacción
reflexión
selección
sustracción
constitute constitution navegación
create
creation negociación
decorate decoration obligación
distribute distribution penetración
donate
donation puntuación
educate
education refrigeración
e╬ukasión
Ħenerasión
English Español
é¥ůkéishən
refriherasión
Verbo
Verb
English
objetar
obĦetárr
obstruir
pasar
predecir
proyectar
pro¥ektár
proteger
reaccionar
reflectar
seleccionar
sustraer
object
əb¥ékt
obstruct
pass
predict
project
prə¥ékt
protect
react
reflect
select
subtract
objection
əb¥ékshən
obstruction
passion
prediction
projection
prə¥ékshən
protection
reaction
reflection
selection
levitar
liberar
colocar
medicar
meditar
migrar
moderar
motivar
narrar
narárr
navegar
negociar
obligar
penetrar
puntuar
refrigerar
levitate
liberate
locate
medicate
meditate
migrate
moderate
motivate
narrate
néréit
navigate
negotiate
obligate
penetrate
punctuate
refrigerate
levitation
liberation
location
medication
meditation
migration
moderation
motivation
narration
neréishən
navigation
negotiation
obligation
penetration
refriherár
rêfríllêreit
rêfrïllêréishôn
elevation regulación
regular
evacuation relación
relacionar
fabrication rotación
rotar
federation simulación
simular
fixation
situación
situar
generation estimulación estimular
¥énəréishən estimulasión estimulárr
graduation estipulación estipular
hydation terminación terminar
illustration traducción traducir
imitation vacunación vacunar
institution valuación
valuar
invitation vegetación
vegetar
ïnvïtéishôn beĦetasión
beĦetár
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subtraction
punctuation
refrigeration
regulate
regulation
relate
relation
rotate
rotation
simulate simulation
situate
situation
stimulate stimulation
sîchəuéit sîchuéishən
stipulate stipulation
terminate termination
translate translation
vaccinate vaccination
valuate
valuation
vegetate
vegetation
vé¥ətéit vé¥ətéishən
Español
Verbo
Verb
English Español
Verbo
Verb
English
admiración
civilización
admirar
civilizar
admire
civilize
admiration observación
civilization oposición
sibilisasión
sibilisárr
sîvəlâiz
sîvələzéishən
convención
combinar
competir
continuar
convenir
combine
compete
continue
convene
observe
oppose
prepare
produce
propose
realize
observation
opposition
combinación
observar
oponer
preparar
producir
proponer
realizar
rrealisárr
ríəlâiz
ríəlïzéishən
konbensión
konbenîrr
kənvín
reducir
saludar
sentir
suponer
utilizar
reduce
salute
sense
suppose
utilize
reduction
salutation
sensation
supposition
utilization
instalación
importar
informar
instalar
import
inform
install
importation
information
installation
instalasión
instalárr
ïnstál
înstəléishən
limitación
solicitación
tentación
visitación
limitar
solicitar
tentar
visitar
limit
solicit
tempt
visit
limitation
solicitation
temptation
visitation
bisitasión
visitárr
vîzït
vîzətéishən
ocupar
pacificar
percibir
peticionar
posicionar
proveer
recibir
reunir
occupy
pacify
perceive
petition
position
provide
receive
reunite
occupation
pacification
perception
petition
position
provision
reception
reunion
rreunîrr
ríyunâit
riyúniən
repetir
revelar
revolver
salvar
satisfacer
seccionar
solucionar
chupar
tender
transferir
unificar
repeat
reveal
revolve
save
satisfy
section
solve
suck
tend
transfer
unify
repetition
revelation
revolution
salvation
satisfaction
section
solution
suction
tension
transition
unification
unifikárr
iúnəfâi
iúnəfïkéishən
competición
continuación
conversar
cristalizar
definición
definir
destinación destinar
conversación
cristalización
preparación
combination producción
competition proposición
continuation realización
convention rrealisasión
kənvénshən reducción
converse
salutación
crystallize crystallization sensación
define
definition suposición
destine
destination utilización
conversation
aceptación
aceptar
accept
acception
aseptasión
aseptárr
âksépt
âksepshən
adaptación
adición
afirmación
deportación
exportación
formación
adaptar
añadir
afirmar
deportar
esperar
exportar
formar
adapt
add
affirm
deport
expect
export
form
adaptation
addition
affirmation
deportation
expectation
exportation
formation
abolición
absorción
aclamación
aclaración
aplicación
abolir
absorber
aclamar
aclarar
aplicar
abolish
absorb
acclaim
clarify
apply
aplikasión
certificación
aplikárr
əplâi
expectación
importación
información
kuesión
kuesionár
kuéschən
decepción
demolición
descripción
división
decepar
demoler
describir
dividir
deceive
demolish
describe
divide
╬ibisión
╬ibi╬îrr
dïvâid
explanación
fundación
habitación
explicar
fortificar
fundar
habitar
explain
fortify
fund
inhabit
abolition ocupación
absorption pacificación
acclamation percepción
clarification
petición
application posición
âplïkéishən provisión
certification recepción
conception
reunión
conclusion rreunyón
question
repetición
kuéschən
revelación
deception revolución
demolition salvación
description satisfacción
division
sección
dïvîshən
solución
explanation succión
fortification tensión
foundation transición
habitation unificación
abitasión
abitárr
ïnĦâbït
Ħâbïtéishən
certificar
concepción concebir
conclusión
concluir
cuestión
cuestionar
fortificación
certify
conceive
conclude
question
unifikasión
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preparation
production
proposition
realization
Later,
I asked to be famous...
Y Mira!
After creating a collection of the covert,
working one winter in the United States,
Yo aprendí el Español en un mes,
Con las palabras Latinas de Inglés,
Cambiando unas letras y lo tuve Español,
En una semana estuve conversando,
Un tiempo viajando después,
En Panamá enseñando Ingles,
Y yo recuerdo escribiendo
en mi libro un noche,
Descansando, Escuchando
A la música en mi coche,
Y yo realicé, Que yo podré
Colectar, Comunicar y Enseñaré,
Ingles, Italiano, Francés, y Portugués
Al instante y a la ves.
La idea formando en mi mente,
La música cambiando pasivamente,
La artista anunciando definemente:
I wanted the website as famous as possible,
so the information would reach the world.
Three days later, I lost my job.
That evening, I found the top comment
posted on my MySpace was a song.
I hit play and heard the female artist,
I prayed again.
“Get out! You have to get out right now.”
I opted for South America.
In Panama, with a chance to teach English,
I began recreating the Latin categories.
Working on my lessons one night,
pondering Portuguese,
I suddenly saw that I could use this key
to learn and teach several languages.
At the exact moment that I had this idea,
with my mental list of languages growing,
I heard the music on the radio change,
and a female voice said the phrase:
~The Genius In The Crowd.
( El Genio Entre La Gente )
“The Genius In The Crowd.”
Una noche, invitado a una fiesta,
viajando en Colombia, aún es mi mejor historia.
Sentado en silencio mientras los otros
estaban charlando en sus conversaciones,
estaba pensando en lo que quería hablar
y tuve el pensamiento:
One night, invited to an after-party,
while traveling in Colombia, my best story yet.
I was sitting in silence, while the others
were chatting away in various conversations.
I was thinking of what to talk about next,
and I had the thought,
Bueno, tal vez debería hablarles de
ZEITGEIST...
Well, maybe I should tell them about
ZEITGEIST...
Pensando la palabra con ‘voz’ alta.
De hecho, el silencio llenó la habitación.
Como si todos en el partido perdió su atención
en el mismo momento exacto.
No sé si era mi oportunidad de hablar,
pero me sorprendió demasiado,
y poco a poco el ruido volvió.
No puedo explicar la explicación,
pero sin ‘hablar’ la comunicación,
hice el silencio en una casa llena de gente,
con sola una palabra dentro de mi mente.
saying the word all scary-like in my head.
Suddenly silence filled the room,
as the throng lost their train of thought
at the exact same moment.
I don’t know if this was my chance to talk,
but I was amazed and the noise returned.
I’ve no way of explaining the explanation,
but with no ‘physical’ communication,
I silenced a house party full of people,
everyone, the entire lot,
with one single, simple, solitary thought.
Ahora, déjeme decirle acerca de Zeitgeist...
Now, let me tell you about Zeitgeist...
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Tengo un fuerte dolor de cabeza,
I have one hell of a headache,
y se va a convertirse en un capitán migraña.
and it’s about to become a MajorMigraine.
Los Estados Unidos de México no es el mismo país
The United States of America is not the same
como los Estados Unidos de América,
as the United States of Mexico,
pero los dos son estados que han sido unidos
but the two are states that have been united,
y ambos se encuentran en América del Norte.
and both are located in North America.
Están creando la ‘Union Norteamericana’,
They are creating the ‘North American Union’,
entre ellos Canadá, los Estados y México.
including Canada, the USA and Mexico.
En el año 2005, la ‘Alianza para la Seguridad
The ‘Security and Prosperity Partnership’,
y la Prosperidad de América del Norte’
a trade agreement between the three countries,
fue firmado pero no se anunció al público.
was signed in 2005 but unannounced to the public.
El ‘Tratado de Libre Comercio’
The ‘North American Free Trade Agreement’
se estableció 11 años antes, en el 1994.
was established 11 years earlier, in 1994.
Estos acuerdos fueron preparando
These agreements were each steps taken
para la creación de La Unión Norteamericana.
in the creation of the North American Union.
La atención pública a la ASPAN y la UNA
Public attention to the SPP and the NAU
fue creado por la película ‘Zeitgeist’.
was created by the movie, ‘Zeitgeist’.
Zeitgeist, alemán para ‘el espíritu de los tiempos’,
Zeitgeist, technically translated ‘time ghost’,
es el nombre de una película lanzada en 2007.
is the name of a movie released in 2007.
La película contenía información que explica
The film contained information explaining
que el ataque del 11.09 fue un trabajo interno
that the attack of 9-11 was an inside job,
para preparar el Nuevo Orden Mundial.
leading to the New World Order.
Sin embargo, si usted mira el video
However, if you watch the orientation video
de orientación del ‘Movimiento Zeitgeist’
of ‘The Zeitgeist Movement’
notaria que es realmente la etapa final
you will find it to be the final stage
de un plan grande y largo para crear
of a long and great plan to create
un gobierno mundial y socialista.
a socialistic, one world government.
‘Zeitgeist’ esta soportado
por ‘El Proyecto de Venus’.
záitgáist
Venus y la Tierra se alinearán con el sol,
como la transición del ciclo de venus
se produce el 6 de Junio de 2012.
Cuando esta transición se produce cinco veces,
crea una forma en el espacio. Una pentagrama.
Mercurio el nombre de otro planeta,
y el elemento más tóxico que se encuentra
en la tierra (después de plutonio).
En la década de 1930, como el partido nazi
estaba llegando al poder en Alemania,
en los Estados Unidos de América
ellos comenzaron añadiendo
mercurio orgánico en algunas vacunas.
De hecho, la única cosa más peligrosa
que una vacuna sería radiactivo.
Claro, también está el fluoruro...
‘Zeitgeist’ is backed
by ‘The Venus Project’.
Venus and Earth will align with the Sun,
as the transition of the Venus Cycle
transpires on June 6th, 2012.
When this transition occurs five times,
a form is created in space: A Pentagram.
Mercury’s the name of another planet,
and the second most toxic element
to be found on this one (after Plutonium).
In the mid-1930’s, as the Nazi party
was coming to power in Germany,
in the United States of America
they began adding organic Mercury
to various vaccines.
In fact, the only thing more dangerous
than a flu vaccine would be radioactive.
Of course, then there’s the Fluoride...
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Si se Encuentra en una Emergencia
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Nueve-Uno-Uno (911)
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Es el Mismo Número: Nine-One-One (911)
Sin Embargo, Once de Septiembre (11.9)
En Inglés es September Eleventh (9-11)
If you are in an Emergency
And the United States of America
And are Called to Contact the Cops,
You will Dial the Phone Number:
Nine-One-One (911)
In Belize, Costa Rica, Panama
Honduras and El Salvador
It’s the Same Number: Nueve-Uno-Uno (911)
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In Spanish is Once de Septiembre (11.9)
El número telefónico de emergencia
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Las banderas de EUA, Belice, Costa Rica y
contienen los colores: Rojo, Blanco y Azul;
junto con Gran Bretaña, Australia y Francia.
Canadá muestra sólo Rojo y Blanco,
y el resto de centroamérica Blanco y Azul.
La bandera de España tiene: Rojo y Amarillo,
y si se mezcla el Amarillo con el Azul,
se obtiene el Rojo, Blanco y Verde
de Italia y México.
En la bandera y el peso de México,
hay un águila con una serpiente en la boca.
El dinero de Panamá también tiene un águila,
pero en su boca es un trozo de papel que dice:
The emergency phone number
is not the only conspiracy connecting the countries.
The flags of the US, Belize, Costa Rica and Panama
each contain the colors: Red, White and Blue;
along with Britain, Australia and France.
Canada displays only Red and White,
while the rest of Central America: White and Blue.
Spain’s flag has the colors: Red and Yellow,
y when you mix the Yellow with Blue,
you get the Red, White and Green
of Italy and Mexico.
On the flag and the peso of Mexico,
there is an eagle with a snake in its mouth.
The money of Panama also has an eagle,
but in its mouth is a piece of paper stating:
‘Pro Mundi Beneficio’.
‘Pro Mundi Beneficio’.
Para el beneficio del mundo, ellos van a
For the benefit of the world, they’re going to
eliminar la pobreza, eliminando a los pobres...
eliminate poverty, eliminating the poor...
Hablando de Honduras y Nicaragua;
Speaking of Honduras and Nicaragua;
Hay pirámides en las monedas de ambos países.
There are pyramids on the coins of both countries.
El dólar de Los Estados también tiene una pirámide,
The US $1 bill is also printed with a pyramid,
pero la parte superior es un triángulo con un ojo.
but the top section is a triangle with an eye.
Por debajo de la pirámide son las tres palabras:
Below the pyramid are the words:
‘Novus Ordo Seclorum’,
‘Novus Ordo Seclorum’,
‘El Nuevo Orden de las Épocas’.
‘New Order of the Ages’.
En el mismo lado del dólar hay un águila
y como en Panamá, hay un pedazo de papel.
On the same side of the dollar there is an eagle
and like Panama, in its mouth is a piece of paper.
Este papel dice, ‘E Plurabus Unum.’
Es latín para: ‘De Plural a Uno’.
This paper states: ‘E Plurabus Unum’.
This is Latin for: ‘From Many to One’.
De muchas monedas a una moneda;
De muchas religiones a una religión;
De muchos países a una unión;
De muchos gobiernos a un gobierno del mundo;
From many monies to one-world money;
From many religions to one-world religion;
From many countries to a one-world union;
From many governments to one world government;
El nuevo sistema social…
Formal, Final y Legal...
El Nuevo Orden Mundial...
A new social system of socialism...
They’ll stop their war and get rid of their border,
Once we’ve given them their New World Order...
10
Capítulo Dos
El Sueño
Chapter Two
Cuando solo era un niño, yo tuve un sueño.
When I was just a child, I had a dream.
Quería abrir algo como un puesto
I wanted to open something like a news stand
para abrir los ojos de la gente del mundo.
to open the eyes of the people of the world.
A las 15 años, tuve un choque con un coche.
At 15 years old, I was hit by a car.
Yo volé unos seis metros y entré a una coma.
I flew a fine fifteen feet and into a coma.
Con una semana, desperté y comencé
With a week’s intermission, I woke up and began
pasando la vida sin ambición.
floating through life with little ambition.
Unos años después, recibí y volteé mi coche.
Years later, I received and flipped my first car.
Los doctores entonces dijeron a mi familia,
The doctors then told my family that I began
que empecé a ‘hacer las cosas sin pensar’.
‘doing things without thinking’.
En la verdad, si pudiera calmar mi mente,
Fact of the matter, if I could mute my mind,
yo podría dormir un poco.
I might get some decent sleep.
Hablando de dormir; Una mañana años más tarde,
Speaking of sleep; One morning, years later,
fui despertado por el teléfono: ~Enciende la radio! I was awoken by the telephone: “Turn on the radio!
Hay terroristas y torres y aviones, Aaaa!
There are terrorists & towers & airplanes, Oh my!”
~Yo estaba hablando con mi novia hace un tiempo
I’d been gabbing with my girl for some time,
de la Tercera Guerra Mundial que viene,
about the oncoming of World War Three,
y le dije a mi hermano,
and I said to my brother,
“I told you this was going to happen.”
~Te dije que esta va a pasar.
~Colgué el teléfono y volví a dormir.
I hung up the phone and went back to sleep.
A los 24 años, yo comencé mis viajes.
Utterly bored by the age of 24, I began traveling.
Al final de mi segundo año viajando,
At the end of my second year on the road,
entré a México, encontré la llave mágica
I entered Mexico, discovered the magic key
y aprendí el español en una semana.
and learned Spanish in five days.
No tuve la idea de la puerta que un día va abrir.
I’d no idea the door this key would someday open.
En el año 2008 conseguí una chamba en Texas.
In late 2008, I began working for a company in TX.
Con mucho tiempo libre, encontré y creé
With most all my time free, I began discovering
una compilación de los videos por Internet.
and creating a compilation of videos via Internet.
En el verano de 2009 solicité mi segunda solicitud.
In 2009, making my second special solicitation,
Yo pedí para la ayuda promoviendo
I summoned assistance in the circulation
mi colección de las conspiraciones.
of my controversial collection of conspiracies.
Dos días después, perdí mi trabajo y fui para el sur.
Two days later, I lost my job and headed south,
En Panamá, con la llave en mi posesión,
In Panama, with the key in my possession,
yó recibí la segunda respuesta.
I received the answer to that second request.
Ahora, la historia que estoy escribiendo,
Now, the story that I am currently writing,
y esta ‘llave’ es literalmente un don de dios.
and this ‘key’ is literally a gift from God.
Sin embargo, dos meses antes de la bendición,
However, two months before receiving this gift,
yo encontré el libro con la llave mágica
I found the book containing the magic key
abandonado en la casa de un amigo.
abandoned at a friends house.
Dos años antes de la oración,
Two years before making this second request,
regalé el libro a la hermana del amigo.
I had given that book to the sister of that friend.
Dos años anterior, encontré la llave mágica.
Two years back, I discovered the magic key.
Dos años delante de eso, comencé viajando.
Two years before that, I began traveling.
Dos años antes, fui despertado con una llamada.
Two years earlier, I was awoken by a phone call.
Y muchos años antes que todo eso,
solo era un niño con un sueño.
And several years before all of this,
I was just a child who had a dream.
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permanesérr permanecer
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rrekorΠrr
recordar remember
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greet
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sobrebibîrr sobrevivir
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sonreîrr
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sonyárr
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dream
subîrr
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sufrîrr
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suministrárr suministrar
supply
susurrárr
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méik / du
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prïnt
gow
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fïl
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lůk
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stap
sim
dəvâid
kïk
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stéi
əlâu
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plân
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13
óun
prâktïs
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wƏri
pres
lïnd
trâi
prámïs
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bərn
want
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En el lado sur de Panamá,
la carretera se acaba y empiezan las montañas.
En lugar de dar un paseo,
vendí mi vehículo y tomé un barco.
Entré en Colombia con un pasaporte valido,
pero no fui a la migración.
Después de recibir la noticia de una enfermedad
en la familia, me entregué a la policía y les dije,
~Mira, me robaron en su país
Mi abuelo está muy enfermo.
Quiero ir a casa y te vas a ayudar.
Yo estaba entonces deportado de Colombia.
Me dieron una tarjeta que decía:
‘Usted está ahora deportado de Colombia’.
Me puso en contacto con la embajada,
y después que dos semanas mas en la calle,
recibí un pasaporte provisional por gratis.
Me pasé el día del año nuevo de 2010
de regresar a Estados Unidos.
Entré en la casa de mi familia,
y el único sobreviviente de su generación
me miró a través de los ojos medio cerrados.
Doce horas más tarde, mi abuelo murió.
Luego regresé a la frontera
con el pasaporte temporal en la mano.
Me pasé todo el año en México
y escribí las primeras páginas de mi libro.
Ese otoño en Acapulco, conocí a una pareja
vendiendo artesanías y tatuajes temporales.
Nos hicimos amigos y hemos hecho un oficio:
inglés para él, francés para ella,
y una pipa bonita para mí.
En unas días después, en Puerto Escondido,
me encontré con esa misma pareja.
Nos pasamos la noche en la playa,
discutiendo las historias de mi libro.
Cuando fueron a dormir, me fui a dar un paseo
andando por las calles hablando a mí mismo.
Había estado vendiendo mis libros a 20 pesos,
y encontré dificultades para encontrar personas
que tenían dinero en el momento que pasaba.
Esa mañana, me pidió la ayuda
a encontrar como distribuir
la información más económicamente.
Después de amanecer, la ayuda que me encontró.
On the southernmost side of Panama,
the highway runs out and the mountains begin.
Rather than taking a hike,
I sold my vehicle and took a boat.
I entered Colombia with a valid passport
but did not pay a visit to migration.
After receiving word of a sickness in the family,
I turned myself over to the police and told them,
“Look. I was robbed in your country.
My grandfather is very sick.
I need to go home, and you’re going to help.”
I was then deported from Colombia.
They handed me a card that stated,
‘You are now deported from Colombia’,
assisted me in contacting the embassy
and after another two weeks in the street,
I received a free temporary passport.
I spent New Year’s Day, 2010
returning to the United States.
I walked into my family’s home,
and the only survivor of his generation
looked at me through half closed eyes.
Twelve hours later, my grandfather passed away.
I then returned to the border,
with the temporary passport in hand.
I spent the entire year in Mexico
and wrote the first few pages of my book.
That fall in Acapulco, I met a couple
selling handicraft and temporary tattoos.
We became friends and made a trade:
English for him, French for her
and a nice wooden pipe for myself.
A few days later, in Puerto Escondido,
I ran into that same couple.
We spent the night on the beach,
discussing the stories from my book.
When they went to sleep, I went for a walk,
wondering the streets, talking to myself.
I’d been selling my books for about a buck
and was having a hard time finding folks
who had money the moment I passed by.
That morning, I asked for support
in distributing the information
more economically.
After sunrise, the help found me.
14
Un joven güero hablando inglés me vio la venta
A light skinned, English speaking, young man
de uno de mis libros y me llamó.
saw me selling my books and called me to him.
Le expliqué que estaba creando algo
I explained that I was creating something
que va a derribar los muros de la comunicación,
to tear down the walls of communication.
y él explicó que era un sacerdote,
And he explained that he was a priest,
ordenado directamente por el Papa
directly ordained by the pope
después de una experiencia cercana a la muerte.
after a near death experience.
Leyó mi libro, encontró los ‘tres puntos de luz’
He read my book, found ‘three points of light’
y ordenó mi misión de ser bendecido por Dios
and ordained my mission as being
y con el apoyo de la iglesia.
blessed by God and supported by the church.
At this point in my passage, I’m not preoccupied with what the people postulate
regarding God and Jesus and the Devil and whatnot of organized religions.
As far as I’m concerned, when I pray, it may only be my conscious talking to my subconscious,
which is connected to the higher conscious, which is connected to everything else.
And I figure the Catholic Church has always been one of the greatest tools to oppress the people.
Nonetheless, I’ll concede to a preceding incarnation, “As for me, all I know is that I know nothing.”
Y de todos modos, nada de eso realmente importa.
And none of that really matters anyway.
La oración fue que me ayude a encontrar
The prayer was to help me find a way
como distribuir la información a los pobres
to get the information to poor people
y durante las próximas semanas,
and during the next few weeks,
mientras que Miguel y yo viajamos juntos,
while Michael and I traveled together,
me ganó la idea de usar volantes
I gained the idea of using fliers
para recoger las donaciones y promover mi sitio.
to collect donations and promote my website.
Unos dos meses antes de esto,
About two months before this,
había creado MajorMigraine.com
I had created MajorMigraine.com,
y publicado mi colección de libros PDF.
posting my PDF portfolio.
Ahora tenía volantes prácticamente gratis
I now had virtually free fliers
para regalar por cualquier donación.
to be dispersed for whatever donation.
Que había eliminado mi sobrecarga
I’d eliminated my overhead
para convertirse en un vagabundo profesional.
to become a professional bum.
Una historia rápida y linda:
Una noche en una habitación de hotel,
aburrido de la televisión, me puse a cambiarlo.
Pasé un canal de películas, pero seguí navegando.
Unos clics más arriba y me detuve un momento
y oí una voz inglesa de mujer diciendo:
A quick, cute story: One night in a hotel,
I became bored with the TV
and began flipping through the dial.
I passed a movie channel but continued surfing.
A few clicks higher, I paused and in English,
I heard a female voice saying,
~No, no. Vuelve a bajar las escaleras
y ver una película.
“No, no. Go back down stairs
and watch a movie.”
~Obedientemente, volví a la película
que se muestra y regresé a mi cama
para escribir y reflexionar.
Después de un tiempo, tuve la idea:
Dutifully, I departed down the dial
to the presentation playing
and returned to bed to write and reflect.
After a bit, I had the thought:
Mira. Si todo esto es el destino, y es por
‘escrito en las estrellas’, entonces ¿por qué
tengo que seguir haciendo estas oraciones?
Y una mujer me habló desde
la película diciendo:
Look. If this is all destiny, and it’s all
‘written in the stars’, then why do I have
to keep making all these prayers?
And a woman spoke to me from the movie
that I was just told to go see, saying,
~Porque eres un parte también, tonto.
“Because you’re part of it too, silly.”
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Español
crear
English
create
Past
Created
Presente
Pasado
Creado
“AR” Verbos
Regulares
Creating
Gerundio
Creando
Perfecto
Imperfecto
Futuro
Condicional
I
You
Yo
Tu
El, Ella
Usted
Nosotros
Vosotros
Ellos, Ellas, Ustedes
Creo
Creas
Creé
Creaste
Creaba
Creabas
Crearé
Crearás
Crearía
Crearías
Crea
Creó
Creaba
Creará
Crearía
Creamos
Creáis
Crean
Creamos
Creasteis
Crearon
He, She, It
You (formal)
We
You plural
They
“ER” Verbos
Regulares
Eat
Comer
Presente
Pasado
comiendo
Como
Comes
Come
Comemos
Coméis
Comen
comido
Comí
Comiste
Comió
Comimos
Comisteis
Comieron
Be
siendo
Ser
sido
Be
estando
soy
eres
es
somos
sois
son
fui
fuiste
fue
fuimos
fuisteis
fueron
Make
haciendo
Creábamos Crearemos Crearíamos
Creabais
Creaban
Crearéis
Crearán
Crearías
Crearían
“IR” Verbos
Regulares
Live
Vivir
Presente
Pasado
viviendo
Vivo
Vives
Vive
Vivimos
Vivís
Viven
vivido
Viví
Viviste
Vivió
Vivimos
Vivisteis
Vivieron
Futuro
Condicional
viviré
vivirás
vivirá
viviremos
viviréis
vivirán
viviría
vivirías
viviría
viviríamos
viviríais
vivirían
Estar
estado
Have
teniendo
Tener
tenido
Have
habiendo
Haber
habido
estoy
estás
está
estamos
estáis
están
estuve
estuviste
estuvo
estuvimos
estuvisteis
estuvieron
tengo
tienes
tiene
tenemos
tenéis
tienen
tuve
tuviste
tuvo
tuvimos
tuvisteis
tuvieron
he
has
ha
hemos
habéis
han
hube
hubiste
hubo
hubimos
hubisteis
hubieron
Hacer
hecho
Can
pudiendo
Poder
podido
Say
diciendo
Decir
dicho
Go
yendo
Ir
ido
hago
haces
hace
hacemos
hacéis
hacen
hice
hiciste
hizo
hicimos
hicisteis
hicieron
puedo
puedes
puede
podemos
podéis
pueden
pude
pudiste
pudo
pudimos
pudisteis
pudieron
digo
dices
dice
decimos
decís
dicen
dije
dijiste
dijo
dijimos
dijisteis
dijeron
voy
vas
va
vamos
vais
van
fui
fuiste
fue
fuimos
fuisteis
fueron
See
viendo
Ver
viste
Give
dando
Dar
dado
Know
sabiendo
Saber
sabido
Want
queriendo
Querer
querido
veo
ves
ve
vemos
veis
ven
vi
viste
vio
vimos
visteis
vieron
doy
das
da
damos
dais
dan
di
diste
dio
dimos
disteis
dieron
sé
sabes
sabe
sabemos
sabéis
saben
supe
supiste
supo
supimos
supisteis
supieron
quiero
quieres
quiere
queremos
queréis
quieren
quise
quisiste
quiso
quisimos
quisisteis
quisieron
Futuro
Condicional
comeré
comería
comerás
comerías
comerá
comería
comeremos comeríamos
comeréis
comeríais
comerán
comerían
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Crear
To Create
I, You, We, They
Create
Yo, Tu, Nosotros, Ellos
( kriéit )
He
She
It
Creates
El
Ella
Lo
( kriéits )
{future}
{conditional}
Will Create
May Create
I
am / was
estar / pasado
You, We, They
He, She, It
Creating
are / were
( kriéiting )
is / was
creando
I, You, We, They have / had Created
( kriéited )
haber / pasado
He, She, It
has / had
pasado
Irregular English Verbs
Español
Present
Past
Been
Oír
Hear
Heard
Participle
Heard
Ser
âm / ar / ïs
wəz / wər
bïn
escuchar
Ħïr
Ħərd
Ħərd
Despertar
Awake
Awoke
Awoken
Conocer
Know
Knew
Known
despabilar
əwéik
əwók
əwókən
saber
now
nuw
nóun
Hacerse
Become
Became
Become
Dejar
Leave
Left
Left
llegar a ser
bïkƏm
bïkéim
bïkƏm
salir
liv
left
left
Empezar
Begin
Began
Begun
Hacer
Make
Made
Made
comenzar
bïgîn
bïgân
bïgƏn
construir
méik
méid
méid
Romper
Break
Broke
Broken
Leer
Read
Read
Read
descansar
bréik
bróuk
bróukən
captar
rid
red
red
Traer
Bring
Brought
Brought
Correr
Run
Ran
Run
causar
bring
brat
brat
manejar
rən
rân
rən
Venir
Come
Came
Come
Decir
Say
Said
Said
llegar
kəm
kéim
kəm
expresar
séi
sed
sed
Poder
Can
Could
Been Able
Ver
See
Saw
Seen
{lata}
kân
kůd
bïn éibl
mirar
si
sáu
sin
Hacer
Do/Does
Did
Done
Cantar
Sing
Sang
Sung
actuar
du / dəz
dïd
dən
silbar
sing
séing
səng
Dibujar
Draw
Drew
Drawn
Saltar
Spring
Sprang
Sprung
atraer
dráu
druw
dráun
{primavera}
spring
spréing
sprəng
Beber
Drink
Drank
Drunk
Nadar
Swim
Swam
Swum
tomar
drink
dréink
drənk
tener vértigo
swïm
swâm
swəm
Manejar
Drive
Drove
Driven
Tomar
Take
Took
Taken
operar
drâiv
drov
drîvən
llevar
téik
tůk
téikən
Comer
Eat
Ate
Eaten
Enseñar
Teach
Taught
Taught
tomar
it
éit
ítən
instruir
tich
tát
tát
Volar
Fly/Flies
Flew
Flown
Decir
Tell
Told
Told
ir rápido
flâi / flâiz
fluw
flóun
contar
tel
told
told
Obtener
Get
Got
Gotten
Pensar
Think
Thought
Thought
conseguir
get
gat
gáten
creer
╬ink
╬at
╬at
Estar
Am/Are/Is Was/Were
Dar
Give
Gave
Given
Despertar
Wake
Woke
Woken
regular
gïv
géiv
gîvən
atender
wéik
wok
wókən
Ir
Go/Goes
Went
Gone
Escribir
Write
Wrote
Written
salir
gow / goz
wïnt
gan
apuntar
râit
rot
rîtən
17
Una vez, el I-Ching chino nos había llamado,
‘Dos dragones luchan en la pradera.
Su sangre es de color negro y amarillo’.
Los dos estábamos muy fuertemente obstinados,
acercando al punto de la violencia física.
Un día, cerca de Chilpancingo,
fuimos dejados y él quería a caminar.
A media cuadra, él sacó su dedo pulgar.
~Esto es estúpido, Vamos a volver a la estación.
~¡No! Cuando tengo un plan, lo sigo hasta el final.
~Caminé por un lado y comencé a gritar,
~¡Dios! ¿Por qué siempre tengo que trabajar
con estos idiotas que no escuchan a nadie?
~Michael había dicho que él oye la voz de Dios,
de repente me detuve gritando y susurré:
~Mira. Diga a él a decir a mí que vamos a dividir
y contactarme cuando los documentos están listos.
~Él ya estaba caminando hacia mí,
~Vamos a dividir para ahora.
te contactaré cuando tengo su pasaporte.
Yo volví a la estación y se me dio un aventón.
En enero, 2011, recogido por la migra mexicana
yo recibí mi segunda deportación.
Esta vez, me relajé por algunas semanas,
llenando mi tripa y jugando Mario Brothers.
Cuando era niño, me gustaba los videojuegos.
Ha quedado atras, pero me gustaría pasar horas
jugando ‘Sid Meier’s: Civilización.’
Es un juego de estrategia, donde hay que
construir un ejército y conquistar el mundo .
Una simulación muy realista, el juego está lleno
de evolución de la tecnología y la política.
Usted descubre el alfabeto, la escritura y la
antes de construir su primera biblioteca,
antes de su primera universidad y a final,
la construcción de una nave a viajar al espacio.
En este juego de video, si desea cambiar su
forma de gobierno que se haga clic en un botón.
Decimos que su reino es una monarquía
y que acaba de descubrir la democracia.
Usted haga clic en el botón, y la computadora
le preguntará si desea iniciar una revolución.
Dice que ‘Sí’, y su reino desciende en la anarquía.
Después de un número de vueltas,
usted ganará el control de los plebeyos
y todos los residentes vuelven al trabajar,
pero bajo su "nuevo" gobierno.
Como usted es el jugador del juego,
usted es el que ejecuta este gobierno,
y usted es el que inicia esta revolución.
Once, the Chinese I-Ching declared us as,
‘Two dragons fighting in the meadow.
Their blood is black and yellow’.
Michael could move matter with his mind
but otherwise, the man was a moron.
One day, hitch-hiking near Chilpancingo,
we were dropped off and he wanted to walk.
A half a block later, he stuck out a thumb.
“This is stupid,” I pleaded. “Let’s go find a ride.”
“No! When I have a plan, I follow it to the end.”
I walked away screaming at the top of my lungs,
“God! Why do I always have to work
with these idiots that never listen to anyone?”
Michael claimed that he hears the voice of God,
so I suddenly stopped screaming and whispered:
“Look. Tell him to tell me, we’re gonna separate,
and he’ll contact me when the papers are ready.”
He was already walking towards me,
“Hey, we’re going to split up for now.
I’ll send an email when I have your passport.”
I returned to the gas station and was given a lift.
In January, 2011, seized by Mexican migration,
I received my second deportation.
This time, I sat around for a few weeks,
filling my gut and playing Mario Brothers.
As a kid, I enjoyed playing video games.
I’ve out-grown this, but I used to spend hours
playing ‘Sid Meier’s: Civilization’.
It’s a game of strategy, one where you must
build an army and take over the world.
A realistic simulation, the game is filled
with evolving technology and politics.
You ‘discover’ the alphabet, writing, and literature,
before building your first library,
before building your first university,
and eventually a ship to travel into space.
In this video game, if you want to change your
form of government, you’ll click a button.
Let’s say your kingdom’s a monarchy,
and you’ve just discovered democracy.
You click the button, and the computer will ask
if you’d like to initiate a revolution.
Say ‘Yes’, and your kingdom descends into anarchy.
After a fluctuating number of turns,
you’ll regain control of the commoners,
and all residents will return to work
but under their ‘new’ government.
As you are the one playing the game,
you’re the one controlling this government,
and it is you that initiates the revolution.
18
Una noche, en el campo de inmigración mexicana, One night, while in Mexican Immigration Camp,
le pregunté si después de regresar a los Estados,
I asked if after returning to the US,
que debo viajar hacia Nueva York y Montreal.
should I travel toward New York and Montreal.
Me abrió un libro al azar y el frase leyó,
I opened a book at random and the line read,
“Él viajó la costa norte,
y mucha gente creyeron.
“He traveled the northern coast,
and many people believed him.”
Poco después, me enviaron a casa gratis.
Visité a la familia, actualicé mis libros,
y recibí un correo de mi compañero católico.
“Regresar a México! No se preocupe de nada.
que tengo su pasaporte y lo que necesitamos.
Acabas de llegar aquí y date prisa!”
Luché durante unos días explicando que quería
viajar en los Estados Unidos, pero finalmente
me cedió y regresé al sur otra vez.
Llegué a la capital, me encontré con Miguel,
y también encontré que los nuevos documentos
no eran para mí, sino para sí mismo.
Un pasaporte diplomático caro y potente
emitida por Roma, Italia, su lugar de nacimiento.
Después de conocer a mí, mi amigo sacerdotal
pasó un montón de dinero para ser un embajador.
Él entonces mejoró mi ordenación al de sacerdote.
¡Eso es correcto niños! En 2011, fui ordenado
sacerdote católico por un embajador romano.
Durante unos meses, viajamos en México,
a veces juntos, a veces separados.
Al viajar juntos, estuvimos siempre a pelear,
pero yo estaba muy impresionado por el poder
y la autoridad que el hombre se mantenga
sobre la policía y funcionarios del gobierno.
El plan era recorrer el país por un corto tiempo,
visitando diferentes catedrales católicas
y recaudar dinero para un viaje a Panamá.
Sin embargo, mis esperanzas,
que se extendía constantemente delgada,
fueron completamente destruidos un día,
cuando vi las más estúpidas de las acciones.
Shortly thereafter, I was flown home for free.
I visited the family for a week, updated my books
and received email from my catholic companion.
“Come back to Mexico! Don’t worry a thing.
I have your passport and everything we need.
Just get down here and hurry!”
I fought for a few days explaining that I wanted
to travel in the US, but eventually I caved
and returned to the south once again.
I arrived at the capital, found Michael,
and also found that the new documents he had
were not for me, but for himself.
An expensive and powerful diplomatic passport
issued by Rome, Italy; his place of birth.
After meeting me, my priestly partner had forked
some crazy cash to become an Ambassador.
He then upgraded my ordination to that of priest.
That’s right kids! In 2011, I was ordained
as a Catholic Priest by a Roman Ambassador.
For a few months, we moved around in Mexico,
sometimes together, sometimes apart.
When traveling together we would constantly fight
but I was impressed by the power and authority
the man would hold over the police and officials.
The plan was to tour the country for a short time,
visiting various Catholic Cathedrals
and collecting money to aid us in a trip
to Panama and South America.
However, my high hopes,
which were constantly stretched thin,
were completely destroyed one day,
when I witnessed the most asinine of actions.
~ Escena eliminada ~
~ Scene Deleted ~
Se puso en contacto para decirme que lo sentía,
y que también estaba en camino a Panamá.
Y yo le respondí para decir a él
que no hay ni un hueso en mi cuerpo
que podría importarle menos...
Eventually, he got in contact to say he was sorry,
and was currently on his way to Panama.
And I responded to let him know
that there was no longer a single bone
that could possibly care less...
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MajorMigraine is Making a Mark; A Line Lead Left to Leave a Legacy;
Great God Given the Gift of Gab; A Fan First Found in Front of Fantasy;
Pissed Pretty Pink and Painted Purple; Wrongly Raped of Rights and Running Red;
A World-Wide Wonder Awaiting a War; Dealing the Damage till the Deed is Dead;
A Tall Tale Taking it to the Top; Feisty Fearless and Full of Fire;
The Son of the Sun-Star Spotted in Space; Daughter’s Definition of Delight and Desire;
A Leader Let Loose and Living the Life; With One Will Working and Willing to Win;
A More than Mighty Man-Made Miracle; The Alpha, Omega, the Yang and the Yin.
Hablando de las líneas:
Speaking of lines:
Usted ha visto esos aviones, estos chorros,
con las pequeñas líneas blancas
que dejan en el aire,
y la línea se evapora rápidamente.
Las líneas se llaman estelas.
Es vapor de agua.
Bueno, has visto los chorros
que dejan una línea blanca,
que se queda en el aire
durante seis, siete, ocho horas.
Estos se llaman química senderos,
como es un rastro de químicos.
‘Chem-trails’ se declaró
un arma ilegal del espacio
en una resolución de 2005
You’ve seen those airplanes, these jets,
with the little white lines
that they leave in the sky,
and the line evaporates quickly.
The lines are called contrails.
It’s water vapor.
Well, have you seen the jets
that leave a long white line,
that stays in the air
for six, seven, eight hours.
These are called ‘chem-trails’,
as it’s a trail of chemicals.
Chem-trails were declared
an illegal space weapon
in a 2005 US resolution
de los Estados Unidos (HR2977).
(HR2977).
Mire para arriba!
En caso de que no haya notado,
desde 2005,
todos los cielos están despejados.
Look up!
In case you’ve not noticed,
since 2005,
all skies are clear.
Dude, I got hit by a car and spent two weeks asleep in bed;
Then I flipped my 1st ride, and took out the windshield with my head;
Later on, I started traveling, The light is what I seek;
The first I found was Latin, and I learned Spanish in one week;
I’m still traveling the world, A teacher, preacher, prophet and poet;
The second coming of Christ, God bless I hope I don’t blow it;
I got a message for the people, and it I’ll sing and scream and shout;
I’m gonna be famous baby, This I know without a doubt.
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Capítulo Tres
The Gramatik Return
Chapter Three
The following continuation of my nifty narration has been digitally enhanced
for your disinformation. All people, places and personalities have been produced,
perverted and plagiarized to protect the innocent, the ignorant and the insignificant.
I was tempted to travel and teach, While writing my rhythm and rhyme,
Readily returning south to the scene of the sign. La voz de dios manipulando a mi mente,
Su palabra pasando por mi pluma pasivamente. I met the border of Guatemala,
Sin peso ni pasaporte. Not a problem for me, Porque aparentemente, Fue la fiesta de siesta,
Con toda la gente, Durmiendo en su puesto, Y afuera en la calle. I made it to Honduras,
With the money to pay, But all the boys on the border were watching the wrong way.
A problem passing to Nicaragua, “¿Donde está su pasaporte?” ; “Yo no se hablo el español.”
Y yo regresé. And there I found a donkey. “Jump on my back,” is what he said to me.
Arriba al monte, Cruzando la noche, Y en la mañana, En Nicaragua, Yo desperté.
But the best border was Costa Rica, If myself I do so say. I walked up, They bowed down,
And said, “Pásate mi rey.” The last frontier was Panamá, Y fui pasando fácilmente.
I met a man from Montreal, Con el camino excelente. Two rights and then a left,
Is where he said that I should go. Tres cuadras para alante, Y en el otro lado, At the highway,
Yo volé, When I couldn’t catch a ride. A Panamá yo llegué, In seconds flat, deep and wide.
Time for a touch of the truth: I truly believed I was returning to Panama to start a revolution.
Because of it’s ‘V’ shape, Panama is perfectly positioned to promote my page.
A relatively small city with an over-sized population, the countries capital contains
countless, colossus condominiums, eighty floors or more, plumb packed plentiful with people.
With one winter working the west coast, and I’d distribute the insurgent information to
that the tenacious talk of the town would be yours truly, and a radical revolt would soon start.
The rise would rapidly reach coast to coast, fill the rest of the country and continue.
However, for two full weeks after arriving at the capital, I’d little success selling my books.
Staying once again with the church, I needed little money and did little work.
Even so, I’m not taking full responsibility for my failure
because during the third week, I passed out some two to three thousand fliers
promoting a free class that following Saturday and Sunday.
Five to ten thousand Latin words in four languages in one hour,
y una guía para aprender Inglés en un día, with donation.
Two to three thousand fliers distributed at a shopping plaza just three blocks from the church,
and during that weekend, absolutely NO ONE showed up.
That Sunday night at the church, I decided to announce that I was leaving.
While waiting for the service to end, I grabbed the nearest bible and thought the phrase,
How should I explain the reason that I am returning home?
I opened the book randomly, and the line that attracted my attention was from Jeremiah,
✟ Levántate. Regresamos a nuestra tierra, a donde nacimos. ✟
I included this verse in my announcement and the next morning, I jumped a north bound bus.
About half way to the border, I was picked up by immigration...
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minute
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Sunday
lunes
Monday
martes
Tuesday
miércoles Wednesday
jueves
Thursday
viernes
Friday
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yesterday
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today
mañana
tomorrow
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week
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weekday
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weekend
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month
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January
febrero
February
marzo
March
abril
April
mayo
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julio
July
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septiembre September
octubre
October
noviembre November
diciembre December
temporada
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summer
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winter
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cousin
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mas
ménos
mísmo
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largo
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tall
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And now we return to our featured presentation:
Above the entrance to the migration building there was a sign in large red letters:
‘Bienvenidos a la migra de Panamá. Por favor y dejar sus derechos a la puerta’.
After entering the building, I was called to the front desk.
“¿Como se llama?” : “Me llama Migraña.” : “¿De donde es?”
“Mi mamá es de Montreal, mi papá de Panamá,
Y yo estuve ‘hecho’ en un avión de Panamá a Canadá,
Pero nací en el avión regresando, arriba del Golfo de México.
Es agua internacional y no tengo nacionalidad.”
I then proceeded to explain that the ambassador of Rome was already on his way.
On his arrival, I’d be given diplomatic immunity and until that day,
I refused to answer any questions or sign any forms. I was declared insane and given my own cell.
The receptionist at the front desk was the only migration officer who spoke Spanish.
All others let out a combination of grunts and yelps that no one could understand.
They were obviously in the earliest stages of evolution.
The group was lead by a large, horned she-devil, breathing fire and pepper spray.
The clusters of captives were the most marvelous migrants I’d ever had the misery to meet.
With my neighbors I shard a door, along the western wall.
The top ten troops from Africa, tough talented and tall.
The mightiest Muslims, six starving Somalians, powerful prayers I would say.
They didn’t eat. They didn’t sleep. Heads to the ground all God-damn day.
A cool cat Kobbe, from Zimbabwe, wonderin’ his own way,
Bouncin’ to Boston to join the Celtics and take down L.A.
His neighborin’ nigga, Nigel from Nigeria, all of Africa he’ll save.
And my main man from Madagascar, though I never knew his name.
And the very last but never least, the hot-head hero, Burkina Faso.
I never knew such men existed. This wild and wooly warrior had to be at least eight feet tall.
Three hundred pounds of pure muscle and with the sound of his voice, windows would shatter,
Walls would shake, and dogs, children and car alarms would be set off for miles around.
Bright and early every morning, I was awoken by a Pakistani Urdu with the voice of an angel.
For hours, the air would buzz with his many melodies.
One day, released from my cage, allowed to stray and wonder freely along the stage,
I entered the section of this sensational singer and found that he was not alone.
He was accompanied by a merry band from Bangladesh,
All draped in different colored robes, with brilliant shades of red, white, yellow and blue,
Dancing in beautiful synchronization, with their hands and heads held high.
There were three other men sharing this room, all from Afghanistan.
The first, all bright eyed and smiley faced, spent over two hours explaining to me
That Allah is one; Allah is wonderful; Allah is the bombdigidy, don’t you see?
I noticed that the three Afghans had lots of space on one side of the room,
While the boys from Bangladesh all shared bunks at the opposite end.
This is because the second Afghan was vested in a ring of explosives.
The third man was not really from Afghanistan but a Russian hockey player, working as a KGB spy.
I never got to interrogate the guy, but I did once watch patiently for eighteen hours,
As he won seventy-two games of checkers in a row.
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The Urdu was not the only musician. There was also a Mexican mariachi.
He shared space with about forty guys from Guatemala to Nicaragua.
They would spend the entire day outside in the sun, picking oranges and playing soccer.
Every ten minutes the windows would rattle, as screams of ¡Goool! rose from the courtyard.
Some days, they would be joined by a small crowd from Colombia,
When they were not busy working for their drug lord, Juan Carlos.
The cartel used their contacts outside to score marijuana for the guy from Jamaica
And fine wine for an French artist, whose murals of naked women covered the walls.
In the next room there was an insane scientist from Yugoslavia.
Wild eyed with even wilder hair, this quirky chemist would combine water, earth, fire and air
To produce poisonous potions and make mystical magic.
He was constantly accompanied by his angry assistant, a nasty little gnome from never-never-land.
Every night, this skillful master of thievery and deception
Would pick the locks, rob the officials of pens and phone cards
And then set traps for those delivering the morning breakfast.
One of the more mysterious members of the group was an Indian snake charmer,
Fluent in over thirty languages and a spiritual leader of even more religions.
I would love to have learned more about this man, but that was very difficult,
As he was always found deep in meditation and floating far above our heads.
In the final cell, there was a bad-ass biker Buddhist surrounded by seven samurai.
The great warriors of Japan, The Buddhist’s heroic hired hands,
Had floating fears of getting canned, With all the peace in the land.
But appeared a Sultan from Southern Spain, An angry army at his call.
It started getting unsoundly insane, With nine new ninjas from Northern Nepal.
A beastly battle had soon begun, And up until the war was won,
The seven samurai and nine ninjas battled on.
When everything was done and said, And all sixteen completely dead,
The Biker Buddhist and Spanish Sultan joined their heads.
I think they left for New York to open a business
Selling baked bamboo bread and bullfighting equipment.
Now if you think that all that was hard to swallow, Then prepare yourself and just wait.
The rest fell through thoroughly, And fast as follows, In the latest and greatest of escapes.
The Latin Americans proposed a proper party, With tons of tequila y quince kilos de carne.
They got the guards all good and drunk, Until the time they couldn’t keep,
And with a mariachi’s lullaby, They tripped and tumbled straight to sleep.
The first two doors were destroyed with sulfuric acid, The mad scientists most meager of means.
The Afghan brothers building bombs, what a classic! The next two were both blown to smithereens.
The beastly boss was aroused by the racket, But quickly depleted, defeated and dead.
The floating Indian released a big basket, Of venomous vipers upon her horned head.
The Never-land gnome went to work on the chains, The giant was freed as the last lock flipped.
Burkina’s eyes were intensely insane, And from its frame the final blockade was ripped.
The prison pack of my peeps all slammed the sad streets, Navigating to neighboring nations.
And as far as we were all concerned, The crappy country can just burn.
A florescent, flaming camp of collective concentration.
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Well I’m a Walkin’ & Talkin’; Singin’, Teachin’ & Preachin’;
And Informing the Information;
And my Contribution is the Distribution; Of the Illumination;
I’m Evolutionizing, Devilutionizing; Elevating, Evading & Exercising;
Innovating, Invading, Initializing; Renovating, Relating & Realizing;
I’m Complicating & Simplifying, Activating & Actualizing;
Affirming, Confirming & Applying; Objecting, Projecting & Pacifying;
Subjecting, Injecting, Intensifying; Erupting & Employing, Disrupting & Destroying;
Assigning, Designing & Redesigning; Uniting, Dividing & Reuniting;
Defining, Refining & Redefining; Inviting & Uninviting, Deciding & Undeciding;
Simulating, Stimulating & Civilizing; Cultivating, Coordinating & Crystallizing;
Concentrating, Communicating, Creating & Celebrating;
Anticipating, Administrating & Applying; Participating, Precipitating & Prophesying;
Operating & Optimizing, Formulating & Finalizing;
Rising, Reviving, Revolving, Revolting, And Revolutionizing...
Por Cierto: La bandera de Rusia también
tiene los colores Rojo, Blanco y Azul,
pero su águila tiene las dos cabezas
que miran en ambas direcciones.
Creo que esto tiene algo que ver
‘Espía contra Espía’. Pero este águila
es en realidad una famosa fénix,
resurge de las cenizas de la ignorancia...
By the way: The flag of Russia
also has the colors Red, White & Blue,
howbeit, their eagle has two heads
looking in both directions.
I think this has to do with ‘Spy vs. Spy’.
But believe it or not, this infamous eagle
is actually a famous phoenix,
rising from the ashes of ignorance...
The word Revolution is associated with 2 verbs: ‘To Revolt’
against a Government, Church, Social, Political or Economic system;
But the other verb is ‘To Revolve’.
If the control of such a large system as the world’s economics remains the same;
Then when you’re Revolting baby, you’re Revolving.
You’re just going in circles.
Speaking of going in circles: If something catches my attention and then goes right,
or if it’s going right, or if she looks to the right or moves her right hand;
It’s an indication of yes; To me, or to what I’m thinking, or the situation, or whatever.
To be honest, I think this is something I’ve thought up; A creation in my imagination;
A combination of philosophy, astrology, the I-Ching and other things.
But the thing is that as connected as they really are: your dreams, your perceptions,
and yours, and ours, and their and the reality. It really does all have a real effect
on something real, and that means that it really is all real. And if it is real;
And if for me personally; If right means yes; And left means no;
Then that means that I am realizing my sights and scenes, and thoughts and dreams,
Into my perception and into reality;
And that the world really is Revolutioning around me.
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La historia describiendo el regreso de 2011
a Panamá se llenó con la ficción.
Antes de explicar la ficción, aquí va la verdad.
El edificio, construido para soportar ochenta,
estaba lleno con unos ciento treinta presos,
compartiendo camas y dormir en el suelo.
La razón de la superpoblación era que
la mitad del grupo estaba en cautividad
durante mas tiempo que un año.
Más de cien hombres compartiendo dos baños,
dos regaderas, un teléfono y una enfermera,
cuyo trabajo principal fue decir que
la instalación no tiene suministros médicos.
Un hombre no podía dormir a causa de una
erupción de piel y no podría visitar a un médico.
Un hombre tenía una patología de la columna
limitar el oxígeno a su cerebro.
A menudo sufre alucinaciones terribles
y no podía ver a un médico.
Un hombre con diabetes, no médico.
Un hombre con epilepsia, no médico.
Y el pollo y arroz para casi todas las comidas.
El derecho principal que faltaba era la prisa.
Para la mayoría del mundo, un estadounidense
era deportado en unos quince días.
Yo estaba en cautividad de dos meses.
Dos semanas después de llegar al cárcel,
la embajada envió un pasaporte provisional.
Dos semanas más, el pasaporte había vencido,
y todavía estaba sentado en mi cuarto
gritando obscenidades a los guardias.
Los únicos que fueron puestos en libertad
en menos de un mes tenían dinero y abogados.
Más de la mitad fueron refugiados.
Había unos setenta personas de países como
Afganistán, Bangladesh y partes de África,
todos tenían diez o más meses en cautiverio.
Muchos eran profesionales altamente calificados,
científicos, ingenieros y mandos intermedios.
Todos habían huido de sus países para escapar
de los niveles extremas de la pobreza,
la superpoblación y el genocidio.
Mis personajes se basan en estos detenidos,
pero las características fueron tomadas
de los estereotipos racistas.
El gran parte de este racismo se enseña
por la música, el cine y la televisión.
Con frecuencia, está aprendido
desde las caricaturas.
The story describing the 2011 return to Panama
was jam-pack filled with fiction.
But before I explain the fiction, here’s the facts.
The building, built to support eighty prisoners,
was crammed with one-hundred and thirty,
sharing beds and sleeping on the floor.
The reason for the great overcrowding
was that half of the group had been in holding
for more than a full year.
Over one-hundred men sharing two toilets,
two showers, one telephone and one nurse,
whose primary job was to announce
that the facility was out of medical supplies.
One man, unable to sleep because of a skin rash,
was also unable to visit a doctor.
One man had a spinal condition,
limiting the oxygen to his brain,
often experiencing frightful hallucinations
and was not allowed to see a doctor.
One man with diabetes, no doctor.
One with epilepsy, no doctor.
And chicken and rice for every single meal.
But the main missing right was expediency.
For most of the world, a US citizen
is deported after about fifteen days.
I was in holding for almost two months.
Two weeks after my arrival,
the embassy sent a temporary passport.
Two weeks later, when the passport expired,
I was still sitting in my cell,
yelling obscenities at the guards.
The only ones released in less than a month,
had both money and a lawyer.
Half the crowd could be classified as refugees.
There were about seventy individuals
from countries including Afghanistan,
Bangladesh and parts of Africa,
all having ten months or more in captivity.
Most were highly qualified professionals,
scientists, engineers and middle management,
fleeing their own countries to escape poverty,
overpopulation and even genocide.
My characters were based on these detainees,
although most of the characteristics
were taken from racist stereotypes.
Much of this racism is taught to the public
by music, movies and television.
Frequently, these labels are even learned
during the Sunday morning cartoons.
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Hablando de las caricaturas: ¿Has visto ‘Los Simpson La Película’?
En una escena la familia de ficción está sentado en un tren y Lisa dice algo sobre el gobierno.
Enfrente de la familia se sienta el conductor del tren. Es un robot. Sus ojos abren,
una antena se eleva desde su cabeza, y la escena cambia a la de un gigante centro de llamadas.
Un hombre se levanta, con sus manos en el aire y anuncia ~¡Todos! He encontrado a uno.
~La escena está incluida en un video que está en la parte superior de mi colección de Internet.
Este video incluye subtitulas explicando que la escena es enseñar a niños pequeños
que si se habla del gobierno, ellos están escuchando.
Poco después de descubrir este video me vi un comercial para un dibujo animado que fue
muy pronto a un teatro cerca de usted. Una escena mostró dos hombres trabajando.
Uno de los hombres, haciendo su trabajo, dijo algo en el teléfono y el otro hizo el comentario,
~Eh, Bueno, Yo no sabía que el gobierno tenía ese tipo de poder.
A continuación, recibió un golpe en el cuello con un dardo y cayó al suelo.
Muchas se ríen cuando cuento esta historia. En verdad, no comprendo por qué esto es gracioso,
pero lo que ahora entiendo es que la escena es enseñar a los niños que si se hablan del gobierno,
ellos no sólo están escuchando, pero saben dónde están y van a atraparlos.
En ‘Civilización’ hay una gran variedad de civilizaciones para elegir.
Algunos se definen religiosas, como China, India y los aztecas. En el juego, si una sociedad es religiosa,
cuando usted decide cambiar la forma de gobierno, no hay revolución.
La computadora le preguntará si desea iniciar una revolución; Usted haga clic en ‘Sí’,
y cuando comienza el siguiente turno, el gobierno cambia instantáneamente, sin caer en la anarquía.
Por la religión, los líderes son capaces de mantener más control y la necesidad de la revolución se elimina.
Esta idea podría afectar grandemente el futuro de América Latina, pero por ahora
me gustaría describir una forma en la que la religión ha afectado significativamente a su pasado.
De los muchos dioses de los aztecas, uno de los más importantes
se tuvo que haber sido el dios del viento Quetzalcóatl. Porque éste se apareció.
En el año 1519, Hernández Cortés desembarcó en la costa de la Península de Yucatán en territorio maya.
En noviembre de ese mismo año llegó a Tenochtitlán (la actual Ciudad de México)
y fue recibido pacíficamente por el emperador azteca, Moctezuma II.
De acuerdo a las cartas que él mismo había escrito al rey español,
Cortés fue considerado por el pueblo azteca como Quetzalcóatl.
Historiadores cuestionan la validez de esta historia, diciendo que hay poca evidencia
de que los aztecas habían creído que Quetzalcóatl iba a volver.
Sin embargo, los historiadores han perdido algo. Están fijando en el año (y el conquistador) equivocado.
Fue Juan de Grijalva que fue el primero hispano en aterrizar en suelo mexicano en el año anterior en
Y de acuerdo a los calendarios de los aztecas y mayas que era 1518 asociado con Quetzalcóatl.
El dios es una ‘serpiente emplumada’, la combinación de un águila y una serpiente.
(Ambos animales están formado por las estrellas en el signo zodiaco de escorpio.)
Debido a la actitud sumisa de los aztecas y otras sociedades causada por su religión,
el imperio fue destruido y prácticamente la totalidad de México conquistado en solo dos años.
Los calendarios creados por los mayas y los aztecas fueron diseñados para medir los movimientos
de la Tierra, el sol, y el planeta Venus. El año 1518 fue un año de la transición del ciclo de Venus.
El retorno de Quetzalcóatl fue en realidad el retorno de la diosa de Roma: Venus.
Y cuando los planetas se alinean nuevo para la próxima transición en 2012,
se será otra retorno del planeta Venus. El retorno de Quetzalcóatl de los aztecas,
Kukulcán de los mayas, Afrodita de Grecia, Isis de Egipto, Ishtar de Babilonia,
Lucifer (Isaías 14:12), Cristo (Apocalipsis 22:16) y muchos otros ‘Luceros del Alba’ de los siglos.
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Speaking of cartoons: Have you seen ‘The Simpsons Movie’?
In one scene, the family is sitting on a train, and Lisa says something about the government.
In front of the family is the conductor of the train. It’s a robot.
Its eyes open, an antenna rises from its head, and the scene changes to that of a call center.
One man rises from his chair, throws his hands up in the air and announces,
“Hey everybody, I found one!”
This scene is featured in a video that is included in my internet collection.
The video includes subtitles explaining that the scene is teaching young children
that if you talk about the government, they are listening.
After discovering this video, I’d caught a commercial for another full length cartoon.
One scene in the advertisement features two men at work.
One of them says something into the telephone, and the other man makes the comment,
“Huh! Well I didn’t know that the government had that kind of power.”
He then gets hit in the neck with a dart and falls to the floor.
Many people laugh when I tell this story. To be honest, I don’t see why it’s so funny,
but what I do see is that it is teaching children that if you talk about the government,
they are not just listening, but they know where you are and will get you.
Speaking of not speaking: If you’ve seen the movie ‘Fight Club’, then I’m sure you know
that the first rule of Fight Club is that you do not talk about Fight Club.
The second rule: You do not talk about Fight Club!
I forget the third rule.
This film is telling the story of a secret underground revolution, about which you are to say nothing.
In the movie, a group of the working class is terrorizing the rich.
The film ends after the group installs explosives and organizes a demolition
of the headquarters of several financial giants.
In the very last scene, Edward Norton & Helena Carter are kissing.
Directly behind the couple, there are two tall, thin buildings collapsing.
Two ‘twin towers’ being destroyed, first the left and then the right.
The buildings in New York happen to house the headquarters of several financial giants
and shortly after the buildings were brought down, a scandal was revealed.
The CEO’s of Enron, WorldCom and others, had stole billions of dollars from investors.
These crimes commenced the economy’s collapse and when the headquarters were wiped out,
so were the computers, the debt records and all evidence of this corporate misconduct.
‘Fight Club’ was released in 1999, two years prior to 9-11-2001.
But let’s step back a little further than that, back to 1984.
The book ‘1984’ written by George Orwell in 1949, describes a futuristic, utopian society.
The story begins as a man awakes in his apartment. He enters the hallway and finds a poster:
‘Big Brother is Watching You’
He then exits the building and on every street corner, he finds more of the same catchy caption.
Now, this book is not teaching children that the government is keeping an all-seeing eye,
it is describing to adults a future in which the statement is a reality,
including such features as ‘The Ministry of Truth’ and ‘thought police’.
This is very similar to the manner in which the final book of the bible describes a future
in which no one can buy or sell, as the result of a ‘mark’ implemented by the government.
In the final pages of the Orwell novel are a few lines from the Declaration of Independence:
‘Whenever any form of government becomes destructive of those ends,
it is the right of the people to alter or abolish it, and to institute new government.’
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The following poem was written the year after my first accident.
Illumination
When I awoke this morning, there was a great amount of light coming through the window seal.
The window is small, very tiny, but the light was everywhere, surrounding everything.
As I arose from my bed, I stumbled. I saw not what I stumbled upon,
and I know not it’s size, shape nor the meaning of its existence.
It cannot be seen. Nothing can be seen. Have I gone blind? I can’t have. The light!
I can still see the light. I can see nothing but the light. I run outside and I see a bird.
I stand as tall as I can, and I stretch, and I reach, and I catch the bird.
I catch the bird and hold it my arms.
I admire its beautiful colors and touch its soft feathers,
and I want to always have the bird, but suddenly it disappears. The light!
The light has stolen my bird and taken it far away. And so I run.
I run until I see a man. He’s holding something. He’s... He’s holding a bird!
He’s holding a bird, pretty as my own.
And so I ask the man, Excuse me sir, but may I please have that bird?
He laughs! He laughs and spits in my face. And so I run. Until I feel water.
Is it simply my tears? No, It’s raining! I love the rain.
When it rains, no one can see me crying. I turn to look back at the man.
I’m sure his bird looks no where as pretty in this wetness.
I turn to look, but then I scream. He’s not being rained on!
He stands in the dryness, laughing and holding MY bird!
And so I run. I run far away. Away from the man. Away from the rain.
Away from everything! But always, Into the light.
Hoy es el décimo aniversario
de los sucesos del 11 de septiembre de 2001.
Pero, ¿sabía usted que 11 de septiembre 2001
sí fue un aniversario? El 11 de septiembre de 1990,
el ex presidente George HW Bush habló
frente una sesión conjunta del Congreso
cerca de la Guerra del Golfo Pérsico.
Afirmó que la guerra fue una oportunidad
para emerger un ‘Nuevo Orden Mundial’.
Se fue la primera vez que un presidente de EE.UU.
jamás había anunciado el 3-palabra frase,
pero no era la primera vez.
Today so happens to be the 10-year anniversary
of the events of September 11, 2001.
But did you know that September 11, 2001
was itself an anniversary?
On Sept. 11, 1990, ex-president George H. W. Bush
spoke before a joint session of Congress,
regarding the Persian Gulf War.
He stated that the war presented an opportunity
for a ‘New World Order’ to emerge.
This was the first time that a US president
had ever announced the 3-word phrase,
but it wasn’t the first time.
Durante la Segunda Guerra Mundial,
Adolfo Hitler hizo la declaración:
~Nacionalsocialismo usará su propia revolución
para establecer un Nuevo Orden Mundial
During World War II,
Adolph Hitler made the statement:
“National Socialism will use its own revolution
for establishing of a New World Order.”
A considerar esto: Los nazis alemanes acuñaron
Now get this: The money utilized by the Nazis
y imprimieron el dinero con una esvástica pequeña,
was minted and printed with a small swastika,
rodeada por una corona de flores
encircled by a wreath
y sostenida de la gran águila americana,
and held by the great American Eagle,
alias romana Eagle, alias fenicia Phoenix.
a.k.a. Roman Eagle, a.k.a. Phoenician Phoenix.
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Capítulo Cuatro
The Enter Venti-tion
Yo conocí a Ryan Venti en 2011 en Texas,
subiendo y fluyendo desde California.
Saliendo con un café grande de una estación,
me encontré con este filántropo fascinante
regulando volantes para promover su músico.
Compartimos una breve conversación incluyendo
la música, la magia, el misticismo y los mitos,
pero destinamos en diferentes direcciones.
Chapter Four
I met Ryan Venti in 2011 in southern Texas,
ryzin’ and flowin’ his way from California.
Steppin’ out of a station with a large coffee,
I found this fascinating philanthropist
furnishing fliers to promote his musical message.
We shared a short interjection
involving music, magic, mystics and myths,
but were destined in different directions.
La reunión se fue en 2012.
The reunion was in 2012.
Grabamos una versión de ‘Quetzal’s Comin’,
y volví a la carretera.
Los hijos de puta me tenía durmiendo en zanjas
apretando mis pantalones, piel quemada perdida
en el camino caminando por el lado.
Sin un signo de un alma a la vista.
We recorded a rendition of ‘Quetzal’s Comin’,
and I returned to the road.
Dumb sons a bitches had me sleepin’ in ditches,
& tightnin’ my britches, & losin’ sunburnt hide,
on the road walkin’ down the side.
Not a sign of a soul in sight.
It’ll be a sensation; Planets linin’ clocks a tickin’;
Some solid socialization; Capitalism isn’t stickin’;
A unification of the nation; Half the 3rd world hunger strickin’;
And a new world ordination; Hungry hippos finger lickin’;
Great God’s goat-head formation; Ronny’s ready revolution;
Celestial synchronization; Political party, pardon, snoozin’;
A five for eight point co-creation; Activistic and amusin’;
The devil’s depopulation; Loosin’, crusin’ for a brusin’;
Eyes wide open soon we’ll see; They wrote a book, I’m sure you read it;
Blindly binded to TV; The widest screen is where it’s headin’;
Bought & sold & E-trading; Lost the farm, before you bet it;
As Facebook docs the family tree; Missed the mark, after you met it;
Next it’s simple sound psychology; Quetzal’s comin’, Dare! I said it;
Un-open-ended free philosophy; Care free friction, then forget it;
A Mayan mind-melt-made atrocity; Cannibalistic eagle, fed it;
It’s all a self fulfilling prophesy; Dianetic and copathetic;
Por cierto, Hablando del camino:
En el desierto oscureciendo un día,
con sed, sin agua, yo oré:
~Dame un aventón ahorita y estaré agradable,
repartiendo los volantes libremente. ~Nada.
~Bueno. Dame un aventón ahora y estaré
cuidando mi regalo para una donación.
Speaking of the side of the road:
In the desert one darkening day,
without water, while wasting away, I did pray:
“Give me a ride right now, and I’ll be nice,
flaunting the fliers freely.” Nothing.
“OK. Give me a ride now and I’ll be greedy,
guarding my gift for a dainty donation.”
~Nada...
Nothing...
~¡MUY BIEN! Sólo dame un pinche paseo!
¡Y No voy a cambiar nada!
¡Solo haré lo que quiero, cuando quiera!
~Al instante mi aventón apareció.
“FINE! Just give me a freakin’ ride!
And I won’t change anything!
I’ll just do whatever I want, whenever I want!”
Immediately my lift to the Salt Lake landed.
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Pronunciación
Español
mi nómbre noes Ħáime.
pérolosnínyos
me¥áman senyórr be.
buénos días.
buénos tár╬es.
buénas nóches.
óla. ¿kómo estás?
estói bién. ¿itú?
grásias. a╬iós.
╬ená╬a.
ástamanyána.
ástalamanyána.
elprofesórr esfleksíble.
elinbentórr
noes famóso.
elsistéma esefektíbo
inoesmúi ╬ifikúlto.
eseldoktórr unespesialísta?
No, él práktika
lame╬isína Ħenerál.
¿eslamúsika ╬elkonsiérto
klásika omo╬érna
tupá╬re siémpr
está ensukása.
sí. ¿péro está
enkása mimá╬re?
biénbení╬os alafiésta.
¿bása inbitárr
ató╬os tusamígos?
nuéstra ofisína está
enlasiu╬á╬.
se ¥éban
asuprópio puéblo.
sino ¥uébe,
bói apeskárr
éstefin ╬esemána.
suíĦo esundoktórr
bri¥ánte, péro él bíbe
muy léĦos deakí.
¿está eskribiéndo
oestá le¥éndo álgo?
¿kéme╬iĦíste?
¿mentiéndes?
Mi nombre no es Jaime.
Pero los niños
me llaman Señor B.
Buenos días.
Buenos tardes.
Buenas noches.
Hola. ¿Como estás?
Estoy bien. ¿Y tú?
Gracias. Adiós.
De nada.
Hasta mañana.
Hasta la mañana.
El profesor es flexible.
El inventor
no es famoso.
El sistema es efectivo
y no es muy dificulto.
Es el doctor un specialista?
No, él practica
la medicina general
English
Pronunciation
mái néim ïs nat ¥éims.
My name is not James.
bət ╬ə kïds cal mi
But the kids call me
mïstr bi.
Mister B.
gůd mórning.
Good morning.
gůd âftərnún.
Good afternoon.
gůd ívning. gůd nâit.
Good evening/night.
Ħelów. Ħâu ár iú?
Hello. How are you?
âi äm fâin. änd iú?
I am fine. And you?
╬éink iú. gůd bâi.
Thank You. Goodbye.
iůr wélkəm.
You’re welcome.
əntîl tumárow.
Until tomorrow.
əntîl mórning.
Until morning.
The professor is flexible. ╬ə prəfésər ïz fléksïbəl.
╬i ïnvéntər
The inventor
ïz nat féiməs.
is not famous.
╬ə sîstəm ïz ïféktïv,
The system is effective,
and it’s not very difficult. änd ïtz nat véri dîfïkəlt.
Is the doctor a specialist? ïz ╬ə dáktər ə spéshəlïst?
no, Ħi prâktïses
No, he practices
¥énərəl médïsïn.
general medicine.
¿Es la música de concierto
ïz ╬ə kánsərt miúsïk
Is the concert music
klâsïk or mádərn?
clásica o moderna?
classical or modern?
iůr fá╬ər ïz álweis
Tu padre siempre
Your father is always
ïn Ħïz Ħâus.
está en su casa.
in his house.
iés, bət ïz mâi
Sí. ¿Pero está
Yes, but is my
mƏ╬ər Ħom?
en casa mi madre?
mother home?
wélkəm tu ╬ə párti.
Bienvenidos a la fiesta. Welcome to the party.
ar iú gówing tu ïnvâit
¿Vas a invitar
Are you going to invite
al iůr frénds?
a todos tus amigos?
all your friends?
áwər áfïs
Nuestra oficina
Our office
ïz ïn ╬ə sîti.
está en la ciudad.
is in the city.
╬éir téiking ╬ïm
Se llevan
They’re taking them
tu ╬éir own táun.
a su propio pueblo.
to their own town.
if it dƏsnt réin,
Si no llueve,
If it doesn’t rain,
áim góing fîshing
voy a pescar
I’m going fishing
╬ïs kƏming wíkend.
este fin de semana
this weekend.
Ħïz sən ïz ə brîliənt
Su hijo es un doctor
His son is a brilliant
dáktər, bət Ħi lïvs
brillante, pero él vive
doctor, but he lives
tu far frəm Ħïr.
muy lejos de aquí.
very far from here.
ïz shi wrâiting or ïz shi
¿Está escribiendo
Is she writing or is she
ríding sƏm╬ing?
o está leyendo algo?
reading something?
Ħuát dïd iú séi tu mi?
What did you say to me?
¿Qué me dijiste?
du iú Əndərstând mi?
¿Me entiendes?
Do you understand me?
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I need the society to support me, Feed me & Fuck me & Let me go;
The authorities can report me, Stick me or Suck me, then Let me go;
I need the ladies to love me, Learn me & Luck me & Let me go;
The truckers to truck me, Duckers to duck me, Muckers to muck me & Let me go;
I’m in contemplation of a sensation, A touching temptation let me go;
A passing flirtation, A fascination, A frustration let me go;
I’m running a race & Loosing face; The fame I’m chasin’ let me go;
I’m departing a place, Improving the pace, An unintentional taste & Let me go;
I’m perceiving a friction, Freein’ a fiction, Make it stick & Let me go;
I’m seein’ a suction, A reduction, & It sucks, so Let me go;
A downright deception, A sloppy selection, A filtered affection, Let me go;
Got a place to improve, & People to move & If it’s not you, Let me go;
I want a world for the we, The you and me, & It’ll be, just Let me go;
I’m not down on my knees, I’m flyin’ free, So let me be & Let me go;
I’m forgetting a fraction in my action, The reaction made it so;
To the east I flee, We will see what will be, Don’t let me know, Just let me go;
Recibí un viaje de una chica en Misuri,
Le dije que era un misionero,
Y ella había estado en África, Entonces le dije,
~Bien. Técnicamente, Soy un profeta.
So I got a giddy-up from a gal in Missouri,
Told her I’s a missionary,
And she’d been to Africa, So I’s like,
“Alright, Well, Technically, I’m a prophet.”
Y Ella se Echó a Reír con Ganas.
And She Laughed Out Loud.
A pocas millas me enteré,
Al parecer, la mujer perdió el control,
Porque como se comenzó su viaje,
Ella había pedido a Dios,
A presentarse con un profeta.
Un poco más tarde me dijo,
~Bueno, tal vez usted es un profeta falso.
Esta hembra tiene suficiente fe en su padre
Para solicitar su séptimo hijo,
Sólo para dar la vuelta y llamarle mentiroso.
A few more miles and I find out,
That the reason the woman lost control,
Is as she began her journey that morning,
She had actually asked God,
To present her With a prophet.
A little later and the lady’s like,
“Well, maybe you’re a false prophet.”
This female has enough faith in her father
To solicit his seventh son,
Only to turn around and call him a Liar.
I’m not the one who called me a prophet; First was a treat on the street in Panama;
Una vieja en Cartagena; And a coasting teen on the richest coast;
God Given!
When the title was told; It was willed with a warning;
That to the world, The word would confuse;
People I can not see the future; And I cannot save your soul for it;
I’m just a writer willing to see what I’m writing;
And I’m not here to confuse; To elude or occlude;
I’m willing also you to be willing to will with me; To see, You see, As always;
It’s just an influence; Part of an interesting illusion;
A social, psycho seclusion;And all you see is included;
I know it all sounds insane; Resulted play in the game;
Not after fortune, just fame; And all you need to know now is my name.
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The ‘Mayan Mind Melt Made Atrocity’ is referring to the infamous end of the Mayan calendar.
Much like a sun dial or analog clock, these classic calendars were round.
And just as 12 midnight is 0 o’clock for the next day, the end of the 4th is the beginning of the 5th.
The Apocalypse is not the end of the world anyway. The word’s Greek and means ‘secrets revealed.’
The ancient Indian devices, designed to track time, have nothing to do with Armageddon.
Albeit the calendars of the Aztecs and Mayans may have much to do with the apocalypse.
The ‘transition of worlds’ is a representation of our world transitioning
from an age of darkness and ignorance, into an age of light and enlightenment;
Illumination or Revelations of Secrets.
The elimination of superstition, religion and division; An emancipation of envy and greed;
The fulfillment of every need; And the righteous ridding of racism against each and every creed.
The fear’ll be forgotten; The wars will not be fought; And every nation’ll be praising the power of peace.
And each and every individual will gain a greater understanding of a personal power to create;
Comprehending a connection to the whole, of which we’re a section;
And from ‘God’ we will no longer separate.
I got the same western chart, As little prophet Luther Martin;
And in a split it’ll all be lit, With the wisdom I’m a partin’;
In the East I’m a stallion, With a yellow dragons wing;
The creative receiving the receptive, And I can read, write, rap and sing;
The Mayans even have their astrology, And they say that I got a connection;
To the greater, higher consciousness, And you can see it in every reflection;
Now that my 3rd blind eye’s been open, I see some shit some just don’t see;
And what I’m tellin’ ya dear, Is that those birds you hear,
Them birds are talkin’ to me;
“I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad; I got sunshine in a bag.” Many are familiar with these lyrics.
“I’m useless, but not for long; The future is coming on.”
Most listeners probably assume the word ‘sunshine’ is referring to marijuana,
but I believe that a deeper meaning is revealed in the second verse:
“The essence, the basics; Without it you make it; Allow me to make this; Childlike in nature;
Rhythm, You have it or you don’t; That’s a fallacy; I’m in them;
Every sprouting tree; Every child apiece; Every cloud at sea.”
At the moment I discovered the secret lost keys of Babylon, “The genius in the crowd” was
And though I am the most creative, intelligent and marvelous man you may or may not have met ;-)
the Latin root of the word ‘genius’ is defined as, ‘A spiritual entity that is within every living
This ‘genius’ a/k/a ‘The Spirit of God’, ‘Gaia’ and ‘The Creative Force’
is the ‘string’ in the ‘String Theory’, the ‘law’ in the ‘Law of Attraction’, and the ‘Christ’ in you.
And it’s also the ‘I’ to which Del Tha Funkee Homosapien is referring.
However, the harmonic herd had discerned a detail escaping Wikipedia. “Every cloud at sea.”
This spiritual entity, this ‘genius’ is not only in every creature, but it is within, without,
above, below and beyond everything in existence. And every word ever muttered,
every thought ever thunk, every philosophy, every religion, every story, every song
and everything else that ever was, is and will be, is one plumb perfectly positioned puzzle piece.
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¿tegústa elkolórr
╬elakása?
¿estaré kantándo
enlakompetisión?
los nínyos i ió
estábamos paseándo
Ħúntos enel párke.
¿kiéresîrr konmígo
alasiu╬á╬?
¿fuístaberr
laestruktúra?
¿a╬óndebás?
╬íme kuándo tebá¥as.
¿kuántas béses
así╬o?
¿ké bebí╬a
kiéres bebérr?
¿kuál trén
legustaría usárr?
kualkiérr trén ke
és más rrápi╬o.
¿porr ké aeskríto
é¥a lakárta?
pórke es múi
importánte.
nokiéro andárr
éntre mamá ipapá.
é¥os seáman.
menkánta kómo suéna.
sus gátoson los más
grándes imás bé¥os
keebísto enmibí╬a..
¿kuántos trabaĦa╬óres
trabáĦa pára usté╬?
estói empleándo
ménosempleá╬os.
menkantaría estárr
enlasmontányas.
miespósa legústa bibîrr
sérka ╬elakósta.
¿╬óndestás?
¿╬óndestábas?
bámos abolbérr
a╬óndestábamos.
¿Te gusta el color
Do you like the color
de la casa?
of the house?
¿Estaré cantando
Am I singing
en la competición?
in the competition?
Los niños y yo
The kids and I
estábamos paseando
were strolling
juntos en el parque.
together in the park.
¿Quieres ir conmigo
Do you want to go
a la ciudad?
with me to the city?
¿Fuiste a ver
Did you go to see
la estructura?
the structure?
¿Adónde vas?
Where are you going?
Dime cuando te vayas.
Tell me when you go.
¿Cuántas veces
How many times
has ido?
have you gone.
¿Qué bebida
What drink do you
quieres beber?
want to drink?
¿Cual tren
Which train would
le gustaría usar?
you like to use?
Cualquier tren que
Whichever train
es mas rápido.
is faster.
¿Por qué ha escrito
Why has she written
ella la carta?
the letter?
Porque es muy
Because it’s very
importante.
important.
No quiero andar
I don’t want to walk
entre mamá y papá.
between mom and dad.
Ellos se aman.
They love each other.
Me encanta cómo suena.
I love how it sounds.
Sus gatos son los más Her cats are the biggest
grandes y más bellos
and most beautiful
que he visto en mi vida. that I have ever seen.
¿Cuántos trabajadores
How many workers
trabaja para usted?
work for you?
Estoy empleando
I am employing
menos empleados.
less employees.
Me encantaría estar
I would love to be
en las montañas.
in the mountains.
Mi esposa le gusta vivir
My wife enjoys
cerca de la costa.
living near the coast.
¿Dónde estás?
Where are you?
¿Dónde estabas?
Where were you?
Vamos a volver
We’re going to go back
a donde estábamos.
to where we were.
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du iú lâik ╬ə kƏlər
əf ╬ə Ħâus?
äm âi sínging
ïn ╬ə kámpətîshən?
╬ə kïds änd âi
wər strólïng
tugé╬ər ïn ╬ə párk?
du iú want tu go
wï╬ mi tu ╬ə sîti?
dïd iú gow tu si
╬ə strƏkchər?
Ħuér ar iú gówing?
tel mi Ħuén iú gow.
Ħâu mâni tâims
Ħäv iú gan.
Ħuát drink
du iú want tu drink?
Ħuîch tréin wůd
iú láik tu iús?
Ħuïchévər tréin
ïz fâstər.
Ħuâi Ħäz shi wrîtən
╬ə létər?
bïkáz ïts véri
ïmpórtənt.
âi dont want tu walk
bïtwín mam änd däd.
╬éi ləv ich Ə╬ər.
âi ləv Ħâu ït sáunds.
Ħərs käts ar ╬ə bîgest
änd most biútïfəl
╬ät âi Ħâv évər sin.
Ħâu méni wƏrkərs
wƏrk for iú?
âi äm emplóying
les emplóyis.
âi wůd ləv tu bi
ïn ╬ə mâutəns.
mâi wâif in¥óis
lîving nir ╬ə kóust.
Ħuér ar iú?
Ħuér wər iú?
wîər gówing tu gow bäk
tu Ħuér wi wər.
bámos a╬eĦárr alos
nínyos kontumá╬re,
párake po╬ámos salírr.
enel otónio, lasáóĦas
kekáen sonermósas.
sinome pué╬es oírr,
╬ébes benírr akí.
¿kuánto ╬inéro
gána usté╬?
¿kuál ekípo ganó?
ió kiéro uno también.
esdemasiá╬o léĦos.
¿tepesáste?
¿kepésa?
¿kuálesupéso?
esólo únapiésa
╬el rrompekabésas.
nesesíto la pás isilénsio.
a╬ánes múi guápo.
¿po╬ría usté╬
kalmárr alosnínyos?
lasemána pasá╬a,
rrenunsié amitrabáĦo.
¿ái sufisiénte espásio
enelótro kuárto?
estóyirviéndo elágua
pára únaĦárra ╬eté.
unimáĦen bále
únamíl palábras.
meimáĦino lokeusté╬
usté╬ está ╬eskribiéndo.
¿teimáhinas laimáhen?
laimáhen?
enel teátro, estói
aktuándo enúna óbra.
¿preferiría Ħugárr fútbol
béisbol, balonsésto,
ofútbol amerikáno?
preferiría
rrepro╬usîrr músika
¿ké óra és?
eltiémpo loestó╬o.
noténgo tiémpo
ástalapróksimabés.
Vamos a dejar a los
Let’s leave the kids
niños con tu madre,
with your mother,
para que podamos salir.
so that we can leave.
En el otoño, las hojas
In the fall, the falling
que caen son hermosas.
leaves are beautiful.
Si no me puedes oír,
If you can’t hear me,
debes venir aquí.
you should come here.
¿Cuánto dinero
How much money
gana usted?
do you make?
¿Cual equipo ganó?
Which team won?
Yo quiero uno también.
I want one too.
Es demasiado lejos.
It’s way too far.
Did you weigh yourself?
¿Te pesaste?
¿Qué pesa?
What do you weigh?
¿Cuál es su peso?
What is your weight?
Es sólo una pieza
It is only one piece
del rompecabezas.
of the puzzle.
Necesito paz y silencio. I need peace and quiet.
Adam is quite handsome.
Adán es muy guapo.
¿Podría usted
Could you quiet
calmar a los niños?
the kids?
La semana pasada,
Last week,
renuncié a mi trabajo.
I quit my job.
¿Hay suficiente espacio Is there enough room
en el otro cuarto?
in the other room?
Estoy hirviendo el agua
I am boiling water
para una jarra de té.
for a pitcher of tea.
Un imagen vale
A picture is worth
una mil palabras.
a thousand words.
Me imagino lo que usted
I can picture what
usted está describiendo.
you are describing.
¿Pero te imaginas
But can you imagine
la imagen?
the image?
En el teatro, estoy
At the theater, I am
actuando en una obra.
acting in a play.
¿Preferiría jugar fútbol, Would you rather play
béisbol, baloncesto
baseball, basketball,
o fútbol americano?
soccer or football?
Preferiría
I would prefer
reproducir música.
to play music.
¿Qué hora es?
What time is it?
El tiempo lo es todo.
Timing is everything.
No tengo tiempo
I am out of time
hasta la próxima vez.
until next time.
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lets liv ╬ə kïds
wï╬ iůr mƏ╬ər,
sow ╬ät wi kân liv.
ïn ╬ə fál, ╬ə fáling
livs ar biútïful.
ïf iú kânt hïr mi,
iú shůd kum hïr.
Ħau məch mƏni
du iú méik?
Ħuîch tim won?
âi want won tu.
ïts wéi tu far.
dïd iú wéi iůrsélf?
Ħuát du iú wéi?
Ħuát ïz iůr wéit?
ït ïz wən pís
əf ╬ə pƏzəl.
âi nid pís änd kuâyït.
âdəm is kuâit Ħândsəm.
kůd iú kuâyït
dâun ╬ə kïds?
lâst wik,
âi kuît mâi ¥ab.
ïz ╬ər ïnƏf rum
ïn ╬i Ə╬ər rum?
âi âm bóïling wátər
tu méik ə pîtchər əf tí.
ə pîktchər ïz wər╬
ə ╬âusənd wərds.
âi kân pîktchər Ħuát
iú ar dïskrâibing.
bət ken iú ïmállïn
Ħi ïmâall?
ät ╬ə ╬íeitr, âi äm
âktïng ïn ə pléi.
wůd iú râ╬ər pléi
béisbal, bâsketbal,
sákər or fŮtbal?
âi wud prïfƏr tu pléi on
╬i întərnet, pléi miúsïk
Ħuát tâim ïz ït?
tâiming ïz évri╬ing.
âi âm âut əf tâim
əntîl nekst tâim.
In Illinois, after visiting the village of the Vandalia Vandals, I continue east,
following the 40 fixed for Effingham, but before crossing the county line,
frustratingly far from Effingham, I proclaim a particularly putrid parent as an effing-moron,
and get to spend a week with the faded, cluster-fuck, Fayette clownty-cops.
I needed the rest, and I met another Ryan (the leader of the block, whether wanting it or not).
A year older than myself, Ryan was born in 1977 and he explained that throughout the years,
the number 77 was constantly catching his attention.
He noticed it everywhere; In the street; On TV; And recently, by adding the ages of his siblings.
Numerous number games and of course, the famed chain 7-11;
And until me, he was never even aware of the attacks of 7-7.
In fact, this was the inception of my own rising attention, regarding the number 78.
More recently, Ryan has been noticing some other interesting synchronizations.
He’d mention a certain type of food item to his cell mates, and it would be served for dinner.
Bring up a movie, and it would be presented on TV that very night.
There are various theories trying to explain what this is.
Some say reality is a creation of the mind.
That the pizza was served because Ryan thought of it.
But if the Italian treat was already on the menu that morning,
it would have been served that evening, whatever food item the cell mates were discussing.
I offered the idea that the synchs happened so he would notice them, preparing him to meet me
and donated a book with which I had entered (about using team building to build the mind).
The next morning, I was liberated, met and lost another millionaire and shoved off for Chicago.
El 7 de Julio de 2005; el sistema de trenes
de Landres fue demolido por lo que fueron
etiquetados como ‘bombas suicidas’.
Durante las semanas previas a los ataques,
el ejército local (junto con la BBC)
estaban llevando a cabo juegos de guerra,
una simulación de los efectos de las bombas
detonaron con el sistema de trenes de Landres.
On July 7, 2005; The train system in London
was demolished by what were later labeled
as ‘suicide bombs’.
During the weeks leading up to the attacks,
the local military (along with the BBC)
were performing war games,
a simulation of the effects of bombs
detonated about the London subway.
El ejercicio estaba en marcha en 7.7.2005.
This drill was occurring on 7-7-2005.
Lo mismo ocurrió hace algunos años
en los Estados Unidos de América.
Durante las semanas previas al 11.9.2001
‘Norad Drills’ se están llevando a cabo.
El ejército de EUA orquestaba una simulación
de cómo responder si los terroristas
iban a volar aviones contra edificios altos
The same thing happened a few years earlier
in the United States of America.
During the weeks leading up to 9-11-2001
‘Norad Drills’ were being conducted.
The US military was orchestrating a simulation
of how to respond if terrorists
were to fly airplanes into tall buildings
(incluyendo las Torres Gemelas).
(including the Twin Towers).
Esta simulación fue en operación en 11-9.
Se fue una causa de la confusión en Norad,
el departamento militar diseñado
para evitar este tipo de ataque.
También fue una gran oportunidad
para que los líderes de localizar y utilizar
todos los hoyos en su propia defensa.
This simulation was under operation on 9-11.
This was a great cause of confusion in Norad,
the military department designed
to prevent such an attack.
It was also a great opportunity for the leaders
to locate and utilize every hole
within their own defense.
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After Chicago, I had to hike some 250 miles crossing Indiana, back into Illinois, west on the US-40.
In Illinois, all non-interstate roads come equipped with a sloping shoulder made of gravel.
These were very hard to walk (especially 20 miles at a time), and so I didn’t.
During my second night after crossing the state line (somewhere around midnight),
a mindless motorist made a call to the cops to let them know I was “walking on the white line.”
One of the awful officers approached, ran me through the ringer and before letting me go,
he let me know that the next road to the right leads to I-70, where there’s a truck stop.
He told me the next town was a full 15 miles away. I started to argue, but rolled my eyes and took the turn.
During the mile hike to the highway, the bottom on my left shoe fell off.
As I limped toward the gas station, I noticed a man changing a tire, shredded because of a blowout.
I grabbed a coffee and asked another man how far it was to the next town (Casey). He said 6 miles.
I again rolled my eyes, made a comment about the cops and said hello to the guy with the flat.
Suddenly, the fellow from whom I’d asked directions, asked me if I wanted a ride to Casey.
As I entered the car I said, “It’s funny. That guy blew a tire, and I blew a shoe.”
I explained and he asked my shoe size. I told him that I wear size 13 (that’s right ladies).
Before driving me to the next town, he stopped at home and gave me a pair of size 13 running shoes.
Now, if someone had not called the cops, I would not have known about the fuel station.
If the officer had not informed me of the incorrect mileage to the next town,
I would not have energetically asked the distance to Casey and would not have received the ride,
nor the nice shoes that I’m now wearing. And don’t get me started about this guy wearing 13’s.
And that poor man had to change a tire, just so I’d have my little line about my own blow out.
Later, I received a ride to St. Lois, headed south and immediately met Matt on his maiden voyage.
I showed him a few ropes of the road and before the days end,
we were picked up by a pair of people packing a pickup with a pack of packers.
Before long, I was back in Texas, ready to rest and update my book.
For my final free Friday at home, I desired to do a deep and detailed drudging
of downtown Dallas in Deep Ellum, But during the distance drifting downtown,
I was delayed at a Denny’s, Drinking demitasse, Dallying for a downpour to desist,
And it did not. In fact if flooded for a fortnight. OK, so maybe it wasn’t quite that long,
But still, I spent the entire weekend under cover, Out of sight and out of mind,
To which a Dictum now comes: ‘I just cant win for losing.’
I remember a club, Somewhere in Mexico, Not long ago, Probably Acapulco,
While traveling with the ambassador. The bar was open, Not that it mattered,
Michael had everything covered. I was bewildering the bar by supplying the fliers selectively.
The kids like that, Makes ‘em feel special, Especially the ones who can think,
He picked me, Over my friend, Or that girl on the next table.
We left to get a bite to eat, And as I attempted to re-enter alone, I was denied.
I heard, “Too full.” from the doorman,
and “You’re making too much noise!” from a woman in the crowd,
Not talking to me of course.
More recently, In a neighborhood up north, I’d a couple of days to kill while waiting for my ride.
It was a small settlement, Resided by retirees, And I quietly covered that quaint community,
Taping to trees, Walls, Windows, Light posts, Parks and Playgrounds.
And the very next day a tornado touched down.
It tore apart neighboring neighborhoods and in this town, left a trail of wet crumpled up pieces of paper.
This time, the rain arrived before me, Instead of after.
And now, Out of time, I’m outta here...
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Alguien me dijo que la mente funciona mejor,
el más fresca que es el clima. No me gusta la idea,
ya que no me gusta el frío, pero creo que es verdad.
Desde que entré en México, hace unos 8 años,
los signos siempre han apuntado a Veracruz,
como ese lugar especial para vivir. Pero ahora
creo que se fue para que pensaba en parar,
porque no podría haber ido mucho peor,
cuando por fin aterricé en la ciudad perezosa.
No voy a perder el tiempo, que detallando lo.
Sólo te diré que me fui, brincando el frío duro.
Me había olvidado completamente de Querétaro
pero como llegué, dispuesto a pasar,
me salió del autobús a un clima más cómodo
y con una conversación que estaba enganchado,
y sabía que mi revolución estaba cercana.
Someone once told me that the mind works better,
the colder the weather. I don’t like the idea,
as I don’t like the cold, but I believe it may be true.
Since I first entered Mexico, some 8 years ago,
the signs have always pointed to Veracruz,
as that special spot to stop, but I now believe
this was to get me thinking about settling down,
because it couldn’t have gone much worse,
when at last I landed in the lazy town.
I won’t waste yours and mine, detailing the time.
I’ll only let you know that I left.
Hurrying to hurdle the harsh cold,
I’d completely forgotten about Querétaro
but as I arrived, prepared to pass,
I exited the bus into a most comfortable climate,
and knew my revolution was at hand.
I go up to a group of adults, deliver my language line
and one man already speaks French, “Parle vous Française?”
I roll my eyes and explain that I do not want to learn French.
I want a Spanish speaking girl speaking French to me, and I’ll be very happy.
But he continues making fun, in French, while the others are laughing.
SUDDENLY I EXPLODE!
I begin yelling as loudly as I can, while the man passes inches in front of my face.
I call the guy every Spanish cuss word that I can think of.
Screaming GOD sent me to his PINCHE country, to help his PINCHE children,
and all he knows to do is show off his PINCHE ego.
In the hotel that night, I discovered that someone had ripped the album ‘Medulla’ by ‘Bjork’.
The headphones didn’t even work, and I could barely hear the music,
but her voice was coming across perfectly:
♫ Do it now. Do it now. Shake us out of the heavy deep sleep. ♫
La policía de Querétaro
llevan en sus abrigos
una estrella de seis puntos.
The cops of Querétaro
carry on their coats and cars
a star of six points.
A diferencia de la fuerza federal con sus siete
estas policías están bien entrenadas y educadas.
As opposed to the seven pointed federal force,
these 6pt police are well trained and well behaved.
Después de dos semanas en la ciudad,
ellos me encuentran pero no soy arrestado.
After two weeks in the city,
I’m confronted but not taken in.
Le digo que mis papeles están encerrados en Laredo.
I explain that my papers are locked up in Laredo.
Es una mentira, pero me creen.
It’s a lie, but one they buy.
Dos días más tarde me fui para entrar legalmente.
Ayer, el primero día de la primavera de 2013,
me llegué a la frontera para descubrir
que por cierto en 2011 estaba deportado,
( aunque, me dijeron que pagar una multa )
y que diez meses permanecen en mi restricción.
Two days later, I hit the road to reenter legally.
Yesterday, the 1st day of spring 2013,
I arrived at the border to discover
that in 2011, I was indeed deported,
(although, at the time, I was told to pay a fine)
and that ten more months remain in my restriction.
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Capítulo Cinco
Ya Llegué
Chapter Five
I’m heading home once again to prepare for a trip up north, and Google tells me to take the TX-78.
With this being my year of birth, I’m glad to have the hike & figure I’m in for a treat.
With a lousy, long and lazy, but unweary walk across town, and the baking, blazing, glazing,
gleering, seering sun to the ground, I hit that special highway and a cop calls out.
Apparently, someone fitting my description has been raising a ruckus at the CVS on the 78,
and even though the officer’s been watching for a while, knows the direction from which I came,
and just saw me cross, without falling a foot on the pharmacy’s field, he still wants to waste my time.
I then return to my journey and as I reach the entrance of the historic section of town,
I see a church with an electronic marquee claiming the current temperature’s a suave seventy-eight.
I decide to visit the town of Wylie but at this late hour, there are only two locations open.
I first flirt it up at the coffee shop, ’till I get my free fill and then cross the street for a bite to eat.
I hand the hostess a flier as I explain my game, and she steps back to locate the owner.
He exits shortly holding the piece of paper in his hand, and I give my gig, once again.
I finish and he says, “OK, but what is it that you are doing? What’s the point in all this?”
Apparently, the guy’s a genuine retard, and so I say with a sigh,
“The world’s about to be depopulated, and I’m a prophet of the apocalypse,
provided with information for salvation. And right now, I’m looking for a bite to eat.”
The guy gives me a snotty, “I don’t think so.” So I reach for the flier and say that it’s fine.
But he pulls back his hand and lets out a whine, “No, I want it!”
I snatch the flier from him, my voice rising as I storm for the door,
“You don’t want to help me, but you think I’m still going to help you.
Stupidest crap I ever heard.”
I reach the door, turn the knob, hear the man say, “Have a nice day!” and I yell back, “Fuck You!”
I figure the cops are on their way, so I duck into church and discover a discussion of Martin Luther.
Before long the police arrive and it’s the same officer from earlier. We have a nice long chat
and even though I let him know I sure could use a shower, he decides to let me go.
But before I go, let me let you know a little regarding Martin Luther (the monk, not the king).
On November 10th 1483, Mr. Martin Luther was born under the sign of Scorpio.
40 years later, after causing an upheaval throughout Germany, the Reformation had been born.
It was then that the renowned Italian astrologer Luca Gaurico realized how close Luther’s birthday
was to the time of an already well-known planetary constellation: the grand conjunction of 1484,
which also reached its astrological peak during the month of November, in the sign of Scorpio.
It’s Good Friday morning and I’m passing a lot full of junk, including an abandoned motor home.
Like I say, I’m passing, but something tells me to check it out, and I find a bed (sized for a king).
I realize it’ll be the perfect place to rest for the weekend and hide from an expected downpour.
I kill a couple of hours at a nearby gas stop and afterwords, as I’m returning to my camp spot,
I notice I’d forgotten to fill my water bottle. While strolling to the station, I’m thinking to myself:
It makes sense I’d rest for the weekend. After all, this is MY holiday. They ARE in celebration of ME.
I enter the restaurant, order a burger and Depeche Mode’s ‘Personal Jesus’ begins to play.
On Easter Sunday, after fighting with a heartless white guy, I’m fed by a Mexican family,
As I pass that same station, again the music’s playing and I hear this time somewhere along the lines:
♫ You are the one that I want. I love you when you’re beautiful. I’ll not waste another minute. ♫
Immediately a police officer shows up and doesn’t provide much of an option.
He gives me a ride to the next town, buys dinner and calls a courtesy to get me even further.
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I’m lent a lift from Louisiana, all the way to Atlanta, get around town and back to the highway.
I humbly happen upon an uninhabited home and before the night falls, I fall ill.
It’s because of something I ate. Goodness gracious, it ain’t great. And all night long, I lie awake.
But something tells me it’s fate, because the very next day, I find myself exit 78 (US-278).
After a two day delay, as away I walk my way, I discover the US highway 78, leading to Athens.
A year ago to this date, more or less, I met a mate, who to me did say, if ever it fell in my fate,
I should take the bait and visit Georgia’s ‘best little town in the state.’
With two perfectly placed and timely trucks, as is always my luck, the rest yet seen is history.
♫ In the time of chimpanzees, I was a monkey ♫
Literally. I couldn’t stand the place. And not because of the town. In truth, I liked it.
Great music, fast friends, a very nice place to be. But it was a tease... Holy crap!
♫ Butane in my veins, And I’m out to cut the junkie ♫
Right now, I’ll write down what just happened and then describe in detail,
the events leading up to the coolest thing I’ve seen since... Page 3? No, that can’t be.
♫ With the plastic eyeballs, Spray-paint the vegetables ♫
‘The Truman Show’ is on TV. I’d already written the first few words of this story
and moments ago, with the movie playing in the background, I continued.
Writing ‘it was a tease’, I ascertained that I’d gained the knowledge needed to return and try again.
I stopped for a few moments, contemplating the revelation, and then saw Jim Carey enter a bus.
The pretend driver ground the gears until smoke bellowed from the engine, tears filled my eyes,
and it cut to commercial announcing, “You’re at an age, when you know how to make things work.”
♫ Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose ♫
Now, follow the bouncing ball: While crossing Texas, I received a ride from a woman.
She mentioned meeting a couple who made their living ‘flipping cardboard’.
I’ve thought about this myself as a way in the USA of making my money and distributing the fliers.
Days later, after passing Atlanta, during the hike towards Athens, I stopped at a service station.
There was next to no one there, but I immediately managed a ride for two measly miles.
At the very moment I was outcast, another guy gave me a lift all the way to Athens.
During the drive, he explained to me that although flying a sign is illegal in Georgia,
in the town of Athens a certain law has been ‘grandfathered in’ and for this reason,
you can legally hold up a piece of cardboard as a way of soliciting money.
♫ Kill the headlights, And put it in neutral ♫
I arrived in Athens, found a killer campground and the following morning, I failed at flying a sign.
I wrote ‘pitifully poor prophet’ on a piece of paper and put a few singles in my hat.
And so I sat, reading a book, paying no attention to the passersby and they paid me not a dime.
Obviously, I wasn’t taking the endeavor seriously and the next day, I headed for the highway.
♫ Stock car flaming with a loser, And the cruise control ♫
That evening, a discussion was occurring in my mind (actually, I think it was out loud).
“You have to help me make money, I’m tired of talking to these people and nothing else works.”
When I reached and began crossing the highway, I saw a man making his living at an off-ramp.
He gave me a wave with a “Hey! Are you traveling?” I yelled a “Yeah!” and crossed the street.
♫ Baby’s in Reno with the vitamin D ♫
He then laid down the 411 on flying a sign. Where to stand, what to write, and how and where to look.
He even donated his own cardboard construction and a fat black marker.
I tried turning down the writing utensil, explaining that I already had a smaller marker in my bag
but he talked me into it (with a giggle), by telling me that it was a “magic marker.”
♫ Got a couple of couches, Sleep on the love seat ♫
During that second night in the hotel, ‘The Truman Show’ played on TV.
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I’m always joking that the movies are all about me, and that Jim Carey’s playing the part.
‘The Truman Show’ is especially what I’m talking about (and that ‘23’ where he mentions 911).
Burbank is surrounded by actors and doesn’t know it. For this man, all of life is literally a stage.
♫ Someone keeps saying, I’m insane to complain ♫
His family, friends, & everyone else in town, from which he’s never ventured, are paid performers.
24 hours a day, 7 days a week, he’s followed by cameras, broadcasting his life into the ‘real’ world.
I often feel like this myself and at times, have even entertained the idea, paranoid my life’s been
constructed by ‘the man’, and that cameras are following. My understanding has matured.
♫ About a shotgun wedding, And a stain on my shirt ♫
We are each and every one the star of our own personal reality show. You’re not really the writer
but in the ending credits, you’ll see your name as a co-writer, co-director and co-producer.
In the film, Truman is surrounded by people who lead him down his chosen path through life.
✟ Psalm 91:11 For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways. ✟
Looking at the life of Truman Burbank, I contemplated the occurrences of the previous day.
It’s as if the man had already read the screen play and was awaiting my entrance from stage left.
And as Truman was realizing that he wanted to get away, I was realizing that I wanted to stay.
The fact I wasn’t going anywhere was finally fulfilled in my mind, the moment the bus broke down.
I apprehended I now knew how to work that little town, and apparently the announcer agreed.
♫ Don’t believe everything that you breathe ♫
This time towards Athens, I was thinking about Truman’s face, full of frustration.
Were there tears of joy because I was returning to Athens, or was I upset since I’d not be traveling.
It was of course neither. The emotion was love, let loose by the light.
I’d yet again witnessed a great synchronization, a culmination of a long line of events.
♫ You get a parking violation ♫
An illumination had freed a frustration.
♫ And a maggot on your sleeve ♫
I was invited to a party, the very night I reappeared in Athens.
But the party goers’ ignorance and ignoring indifference only heightened my craze.
And all I really received was the anger needed to ‘get the God given’.
♫ So shave your face ♫
It worked out, I need more anger in my music, but it wasn’t exactly what I was hoping for.
♫ With some mace in the dark ♫
And sitting here now, in a small town, in a Mexican restaurant, on a country road,
♫ Savin’ all your food stamps ♫
I know the love for which I’m searching cannot be found in Athens.
♫ And burnin’ down the trailer park ♫
At least not the US’s version.
♫ And Yo! ♫
The last random note-worthy nugget I overheard was, “That’s what Athens did to you.”
♫ Cut it. ♫
A glorified version of a pellet gun feels so manly when armed.
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♫ Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare ♫
Just outside Asheville, after making my scene,
I caught a quick commute, and we talked about the green.
♫ Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber ♫
He was on his way to deliver a bit of the herb and decided to take me with him.
She even had a room, and we discussed my staying a night but by the end, I was denied.
♫ ’Cuz one’s got a weasel ♫
It seems the previous tenant tried to rob her, and she was still a bit nervous.
♫ And the other’s got a flag ♫
I was dropped off at the highway, around 11:00 at night and decided to walk.
♫ One’s on the pole ♫
Within minutes, I received a ride for over 300 miles, crossing the entire state.
♫ Shove the other in a bag ♫
Now, let me process a packaged opinion and see if I can’t burst the box from the inside out.
♫ With the rerun shows ♫
Learning lots of love lessons from my latest lot of literature, I was full of it when I arrived.
♫ And the cocaine nose-job ♫
Perhaps it’s true with love God blesses you, because out of the blue appeared a guy.
♫ The daytime crap of the folksinger slop ♫
Material, Spirit, Fauna or Flora? I don’t normally give rides, but you got a good aura.
This highly religious man, working and western-bound,
went a good way out of his way to drop me off downtown.
Within a couple of conversations, the love was lost and anger acquired.
There’s not much of a debate, thin line ‘tween love and hate,
and as the two went tangled and rising, my voice went venturing higher.
Leaving town when the deed was done,
♫ We gotta get right back to where we started from. ♫
So I let the love lift and another lift was won.
My place to stay was forsaken by fear, I forgot and forgave and kept my thoughts dear,
the next ride wrought was more than I sought and to my destiny, I’m that much more near.
♫ He hung himself with a guitar string ♫
The question is not where but what is that destiny. I’m sitting on the shoulder of I-95.
I spent most of my morning, at a truck stop and have just walked another good six miles.
At the last overpass, I sat and read for about half an hour. So I’ve been out here for almost two.
Let’s see... Ten cars a minute. That’s one to two thousand vehicles that have passed.
Continuing my walk, finishing the last chapter, I had my first serious thoughts about giving in,
abandoning my journey north and returning to the Latin population of the South.
I closed the book, lifted my eyes and found myself to be twenty yards from a turnaround.
I never needed a turnaround. I can walk across the grass.
But I will take the sign. The North can kiss my...
♫ Slab of turkey neck, And it’s hanging from a pigeon wing ♫
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Happy Father’s Day! I’ve decided to down-shift my display today and find a few things nice to say.
I met a man named Jay, providing a place to stay, helped clean a few pools for a C-note’s pay,
and he gifted a gold coin at the end of the day. I then received a ride to the other side of the state,
arriving at a restaurant providing a plate, continued down the street on nothing but my feet
and met a man on a mower who shared a little green. He dropped me off at a dam, half way to town,
and the morning arrived with the police. They took me the rest of the way, paid a hotel for the day
and gave me ten bucks for a bite to eat. A group of girls got me over to the interstate,
I helped a guy get gas to cover a space, and a church chucked me off on none other than the US-78.
♫ You can’t write if you can’t relate ♫
In ‘The Age of Complexity’ by Herbert Kohl, in ‘The Mystery of Martin Heidegger’, he records,
‘The philosophies of the pre-Socratics expressed visions of man as part of the totality of Being.
The various individual beings that existed in the world (things and objects of all kinds),
were not thought of as isolated, differentiated beings, but rather as existing parts of a grand whole.’
♫ Trade the cash for the beef ♫
My thoughts are often brought back to Plato/Socrates. Some claim that the writings of Plato were in fact
the foundation for Christianity. I’m sure this has much to do with Socrates claiming a ‘divine sign’
or ‘supernatural voice’ that helped him make decisions. Is this not the ‘still small voice’ of the bible?
I’ve also considered the idea that the characters of Socrates and Jesus were based off the same ‘being’,
♫ For the body for the hate ♫
‘As Plato says in the passage Heidegger dramatically uses to open his major work, ‘Being and Time’:
For manifestly you have long been aware of what you mean when you use the expression ‘being’.
We however, who used to think we understood it, have become perplexed.’
✟ In John 9:39, Jesus said, ‘For judgment I have come into this world,
so that the blind will see and those who see will become blind. ✟
Just like Jesus, Socrates never wrote anything. All stories about Socrates were written by Plato.
All stories about Jesus were written by his disciples (Mathew, Mark, Luke) and others.
In one of these stories, Jesus is tempted by the devil.
♫ And my time is a piece of wax ♫
This happened in the desert, while he was alone. Did Jesus approach his followers afterwords and say,
“Hey guys, you’re never going to believe what happened to me on the way to the office!”
♫ Fallin’ on a termite ♫
If this is the case, how do we know that it wasn’t an illusion,
perhaps a hallucination from a lack of water, or too much peyote. Or perhaps it was a lie.
♫ Who’s chokin’ on the splinters ♫
“But Jesus was perfect. He never sinned. He couldn’t have lied.”
♫ Soy un perdedor ♫
“That’s right kiddo! Good Job! Otherwise his nose would grow.
Now, why don’t you go play in the other room, so the grown-ups can talk?”
♫ I’m a loser baby, ♫
Some believe the stories of the bible were not necessarily an eye witness account, but that certain people
were divinely inspired and that these stories were delivered via visions and other mediums, in which case,
the story may be a metaphor, a tale intended to teach. What is to say the entire book is not just that?
Hundreds and hundreds of pages of fiction, stories designed to teach lessons.
♫ So why don’t you kill me? ♫
In ‘The Trial and Death of Socrates’ Plato describes the dialog of Socrates while in prison.
Was Plato an eye witness? Did the guards let him in to see the show. Was Plato divinely inspired?
Did the ghost of Socrates pay Plato a visit? Did he have a vision? Is there any peyote in Greece?
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I’d kinda like to write tonight, but all’s I got some crappy candle light, so I’ll see what I can do.
I guess I’ll get it begun, write some more with the rising sun and keep it on till the thoughts are through.
Now I can only and almost assume that when I’m talking about me, I’m describing us too.
I met a guy about a week ago, pulled a piece of paper from inside a bowl, said not to worry a thing
about the things outside of me; That it’s my will on the inside creating everything. As for the I-Ching...
The yang is yellow: masculine, light and creative, while the yin is black: feminine, dark and receptive.
The description of ‘The Receptive’ mentions ‘the perseverance of a mare’.
1978 was the year of the horse. And yes, this antenna is ever turned on to receive.
Colors and sounds, whether a bird flies up or down; it all and almost always makes sense to me.
I can sit silently in a crowd and follow twenty conversations at once, but the bits received narcissistically.
My name is Jerry Jones, and I grew up near Dallas, TX. I have to hate the Cowboys just for spite,
but I really don’t care much for most sports. I think it’s a distraction created by the crown.
Though I gotta admit it’s kinda cool, when the announcer is giving the play by play for my game of pool,
or the card game, or how close I am to winning or losing the crowd, or when I’m chasing a chick.
In truth, I prefer the silence, so I can concentrate on my thoughts and the effects they have on others.
I have a cool and freaky example, but first a sexy sample.
I was in city bus in Mexico, sitting in the first seat and in front of me, were the driver, a male passenger
and a very attractive girl situated in between. I quickly grabbed a flier and held it in front of her face.
She glanced at it, looked back at me and shrugged. I said that it’s not for everyone and settled in my seat.
Moments later, after giving my attention and then taking that attention away, I guess she wanted it back.
Staring straight ahead, she was sexily stroking her finger on the seat.
I relished a slight and sly grin, but my attention returned to the passing scenery.
Passing a small group of American tourists, all female, and all Caucasian, I had the thought:
Just look at them. They’re so pale. They almost look sick. I’m really not attracted to that anymore.
I’d rather have something more like that girl in front of me. But smarter...
Suddenly, the girl to whom I’d just referred became very frustrated. Throwing a silent temper tantrum,
she stopped stroking the seat, straitened her hair, crossed her arms and stared straight ahead.
It seems that I’d greatly offended this girl, by calling her pretty but not so bright, IN MY MIND!
But that’s nothing. I remember not when or where, but I was walking down some highway down south.
I stopped at a stand selling sodas, and both owners were there. The husband offered a free coke,
and for a while, we spoke. A friend of his arrived, and while they talked, I sat back on my stool.
I glanced at the man’s wife and had the thought,
She’s not very attractive.
(I know, I know. It’s horrible. But I’m not saying these things. It was just a stupid bored thought.)
I glanced back at the husband and held the opinion,
Well, he’s kind of ugly himself.
And the woman came to life! Not causing a scene, unnoticed but by me, she began rocking in her seat.
Her hands were moving from her face to her lap to the bar, and she was glancing around nervously.
My eyes widened when I saw the commotion, but I never opened my mouth,
Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking. It was an accident. I didn’t mean it.
Please, remember Sarah. Almost no one thought she was pretty.
There were times when she was the most beautiful woman in the world, but to me.
The movement stopped, her hands returned to her side, and the stare at nowhere returned to her face.
This time, by outwardly focusing my mind, I had upset, apologized to and calmed down this woman.
♫ You just think it. That’s what you do. ♫
My favorite song is ‘Dare’ by the Gorillaz.
But that’s the creative component; let’s get back to the receptive side.
I like the expression, “I’m making it up as I go along.” But I’m not really the one making it up.
I often have to learn what things mean before I understand them. Take colors for example.
Most are more or less obvious. Blue is support and stability. Red is passion, anger, sexuality. Yellow is...
Earlier, I mentioned a yellow dragon’s wing. But I’m not yellow. I’m green (growth, change, revolution).
The yellow is MajorMigraine. Let me try and explain.
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You know that guy that says he’s the real Slim Shady? Well, I’m the real M&M;
An intense and insane pain, Not in your butt, But in your head;
But I’m not just a big headache, I’m the Major, If ya get what I said.
I’ve been saying this saying for some time but earlier this year, I mustered more of the meaning.
I saw an interview with the rapper Eminem, where he explained that Slim Shady was an alternate ego.
It comes out when the artist is angry. I guess, like Eminem, I may have a bit of a temper.
I don’t know what real control I have over my emotions, but they are switched on and off, like a light.
I can be friendly and charismatic, teaching and playing with the kids, teaching and flirting with the girls,
smart, smooth and outgoing. Then someone says something to set me off, and the other guy comes out.
Quite often, still very smooth and smart, but also cold and calculated.
Sometimes I see tears. Sometimes I get really angry and let off steam. Sometimes I sing.
And God, do I sound good when I’m angry. But I don’t really think that it matters for most.
Most people are idiotically indifferent. I get it. It’s just not a habit I’d like to pick up. I prefer the passion.
But back to the not so mellow yellow;
I’ve read painters will use the color yellow as a base and then cover most of it, as it irritates the eye.
Too much yellow might give someone a headache. Maybe even a migraine.
Have you seen ‘The Green Lantern’? In the movie, yellow represents fear.
But what about green? After all, it is in the title of the movie. It’s the color of the lantern.
In the movie, green represents ‘will’. Years ago, I was at a bar and a guy walked up out of the blue.
He said, “You’re making the people move.” I smiled and replied, “I know,” and he walked away.
He might’ve meant that the people standing near me were moving to the other side of the room,
but I don’t remember this to be the case. How I intuitively interpreted the comment is that it is my will
determining the movements of the people around me. When I discuss the non-existence of free will,
people get upset, but I don’t think they understand. I’m not trying to say you have no power to decide
what you’ll eat for breakfast tomorrow. What I am attempting to explain, is that I will decide what
YOU eat for breakfast. But this only makes sense, if you are able to look at the biggest of pictures.
Everything that happens in the world (outside of my mind), is the direct cause of my thoughts
(shaping the world inside my mind). And it is my mind shaping the world.
The inside is a reflection of the outside, which is a reflection of the inside.
The reason I’m always talking about myself, is that I know not what goes on in your heads.
I’ve met people with schizophrenia. The opinion was once provided that I had the mental condition.
But my eccentric allies say they really do hear voices in their heads. The only voice I hear in my head
sounds exactly like me, and I can make it say anything I want, so I’m not too worried about that one.
I have and never will seek ‘professional help’, but I once met a psychologist.
I described the ‘signs’ I see, and he said he didn’t think I was crazy but that I was just paying attention.
There is no such thing as crazy or sane. There’s no such thing as right and wrong. These are only words,
whose definitions have changed throughout time. At least a good 10% of the rides I receive here in the US
say God told them to help me. Like I said, I don’t hear voices. I’ve no idea what they’re talking about,
but I do appreciate the assistance. I just think it’s funny I never hear that stuff in Mexico.
I guess their minds don’t have to make up excuses, just so their bodies will help each other.
I refuse to accept the idea that I’m living in a dream, and that none of you exist.
The world is not a creation of my mind. It is a creation of OUR mind.
Each being is part of the same Being. Our minds are more than connected; They are of one and the same.
I’m creating your world, and you are creating mine. It’s the same world, and we are all creating it.
So with that, I’d like to ask a favor. I’m currently visiting my mother (on my way back to Texas),
and mom just told me, before retiring to bed, that she’ll be making blueberry pancakes for breakfast.
I don’t really like my food to be too fruity. So please, would you have her go easy on the berries.
Thank you for your assistance, and have a wonderful night.
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Many believe that Satan was an angel in heaven, who fell from there.
This entire idea was taken from Isaiah 14:12,
✟ How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! ✟
The education the educators are educating is that with which they were educated.
If a religious leader was to raise his eyes a few inches above Isaiah 14:12, he would discover Isaiah 14:4,
✟ Thou shalt take up this proverb against the king of Babylon. ✟
Essentially, Isaiah was inicializing an uprising.
The word ‘Lucifer’ is Latin for ‘light bringer’ and is referring to Venus, the morning star.
Not only is the five point star associated with Satan, but with socialism.
Along with the world’s flags, it adorned the head of Marxist Argentine revolutionary, Che Guevara.
Quite often, the workers’ revolution is represented with a fist rising from the famous five points.
The current socialist world movement ‘The Venus Project’ is not employing the five
but rather the eight points of the Khatam, or seal of the prophets.
Venus’s sun circle creates an eclipse five times in eight Earthly orbits.
The images utilized to represent the project’s ‘Venus City’ present a very centralized government,
with roads laid out in concentric circles and highways connecting eight points.
This is the same exact design used for the current logo of the United Nations.
These same eight points were also accentuated by the calendars of the Aztecs and Mayans,
whose primary purpose was to measure that planet, along with the Sun and the Moon.
✟ Revelations 22:16 ~ I am the bright and morning star. ✟
Not just does Jesus rhyme with Venus but in Russian, the name is pronounced ‘Isis’,
which was the same name as the Venusian goddess of ancient Egypt.
In Babylonia, her name was Ishtar, pronounced much like ‘Easter’ or ‘East Star’.
If you search for Ishtar on Wikipedia, you will find a poem. It includes:
‘I knock at your door. If you do not let me in, I will bring the dead to life. They will eat your flesh.’
This was describing the ‘Zombie Apocalypse’ thousands of years ago.
Now I’m darting down a darker domain; I’m saying sights unseen and insane;
Descending, diving to a deeper dimension; Doc’ said all I’m doing is paying attention;
Now I’m open to a newer exchange; I’m thinking up and outside of the range;
Capitalizing every competition; I’m redefining every crazy convention;
Now I’m sitting up on top of the way; It’s where I’m wanting and stopping to stay;
Rocking & rising to a higher reflection; I’m parting and planting for a seedier section;
Now I’m waking on another new wave; And I’m waiting on a soul to save;
In preparation for a scheduled ascension; Doc’ said all I’m doing is paying attention;
In the blockbuster, ‘Ghostbusters’, two characters are introduced,
the ‘Gatekeeper’ and the ‘Key Master’. I’ll have to get back to you on the Gatekeeper,
but the word ‘master’ in Spanish is ‘maestro’, which in English is also ‘teacher’.
I am the Teacher of the Keys ~ El Maestro de las Llaves ~ The Master of the Keys.
I, Jerry Jones (a.k.a. MajorMigraine) am the Key Master.
Either that, or I’m a narcissistic, schizophrenic, manic depressant, with ADHD and illusions of grandeur.
I’ll tell you what; Forget about the ‘Key Master’ for now while I clue you in, concerning the ‘Master Key’.
While traveling with Michael, he had me listen to an audio version of ‘The Master Key System’.
He claimed the book had been hidden from the public for years by the Catholic Church.
Either way, it can now be found for free on YouTube. Basically, you will your thoughts into reality.
In ‘The Secret’ a man wanted wealth and painted a giant dollar sign above his bed.
That sign was the first sight seen every morning, and the final vista before falling asleep.
Money was always on the mind, and the wealth was quickly accumulated.
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Capítulo Seis
Hershey
Chapter Six
I tried to warn her. I told her to be nice. I called her a bitch and she called me a junkie.
Listen kids, I’ve been to Colombia. There’s weed everywhere! And it’s worthless.
I’ve also been to Canada and after two hits off a tiny pipe, I was in another world man!
I guess the good shit’s shipped up north and right now, I’m on the border, in Laredo, TX,
at the International Bridge of Colombia, where all that good passes,
And here, no one even smokes it.
The K-2 is loaded off US trucks. Now I wonder about that stuff in Canada.
I’m an activist for marijuana. It cures epilepsy. They say this altered herb is causing kids to seizure.
I guess my experience could be classified as a seizure, but let me tell the story, and you can decide.
So I’m lying in bed, and lying next to me is the craziest little thing I’ve ever seen.
We met a few months ago, while I was heading south.
And of that 1st encounter, I’ll detail nothing more than one night, smoking spice.
I was completely awake and completely aware, but I could not stop my legs from moving.
I also remember a faint and fantastic fantasy related to the annihilation of humanity
and the feeling of flying in a Futurama funnel. The episode passed, and I passed on into Mexico.
This episode was much more intense, much more lucid and included an even more profound feeling
of a complete and utter lack of control. And this time, the girl next to me was moving her feet as well.
The bed’s become a prison, and invisible restraints are forcing our legs to peddle.
On the opposite side of the room, on another mattress, are two Latin Americans.
They appeared at my campsite in the early a.m. and are visiting while their backs dry.
I can see the words floating down to me from above (like thoughts slowly rising to the surface).
I’m speaking out loud, announcing to the crowd that I’m a prophet.
I tell them my legs are going to stop moving, and that we’re all about to be…
Along with my legs, time itself has slowed, and I do not know what the next words will be.
Will we be freed? Released from our prison? Perhaps enlightened? Or killed instantly?
I decide it’s time to take control and rise from my mattress,
twisting my legs and destroying the invisible machine by which I’m imprisoned.
I slowly back out of the door (still unable to control my actions), yelling to my friends,
“You all have to leave the room. You have to escape. You’re all going to be…”
Control of my body has returned, and the panic has suddenly ceased.
I glance at my surroundings and then peak back into the small room.
My female friend is lying on the ground, with her nose planted firmly in the corner.
Apparently, when I broke free from the machine, the axle was ripped loose with such force,
that she was thrown against the wall, killing her instantly.
Ding, Dong, The bitch is dead and like I said, I tried to warn her.
I wanted to flee the scene, not go to prison because I killed some chick with a muscle spasm,
but I knew it couldn’t be real, so I entered to ask my Mexican compadres what had just happened.
They said I was talking and moving my legs in my sleep.
They informed me that my lady friend got upset, got up from bed and got comfortable on the floor.
Later, I asked if she could recall what I was saying that night, but she said she was sleeping.
In fact, apparently she didn’t remember anything. She too was moving and talking ‘in her sleep’,
but while I was aware of almost everything and more, she was conscience of nothing.
A day later, the owner of the long unused M&M Meat Market let me know,
that my favorite little camp site on the border would be boarded up. I talked him out of another 24,
and during that final night, I had a conversation with my female friend (without opening my mouth).
I then relocate camp, figuring on another 4 or 5 weeks of cold weather to get to know the gate keeper.
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So this chick whispers to herself and yes, she does answer back.
♫ I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed, ♫
I figured she was just thinking out-loud but as got close, the voices increased.
♫ Get along with the voices inside of my head, ♫
The conversation was more of an indignant argument (which I suppose I won).
As she spoke, to herself and to me, I simply allowed the voice in my head do the debate.
Eventually, she caved, threw herself against the pillow and growled a goodnight!
♫ You’re trying to save me, stop holding your breath, ♫
My final thought:
You have to understand girl, I’m just here to write a book.
♫ And you think I’m crazy, yeah, you think I’m crazy, ♫
And her final argument,
“So am I.”
♫ Well, that’s nothing. ♫
In the morning, while waiting for the sun to rise, I recounted that final argument,
informing my friend that she had informed me that apparently, she’s a co-author of my book.
She had a wonderful day at work flying a sign, making more money than she had in some time.
♫ Two trailer park girls go round the outside. ♫
That afternoon, a connection was explained to us by a third party.
♫ Now, this looks like a job for me, ♫
I heard her say, “It’s good you didn’t keep it to yourself. That’s why she did so good today.”
♫ So everybody just follow me, ♫
The girls eyes widened as she then said (to that third party), “Oh yeah! Like a royalty check.”
♫ Cause we need a little controversy, ♫
I must have misunderstood, as I suggested she meant to use the phrase ‘cash bonus’,
but she explained that a royalty check is received for contributing to a artist’s creation.
♫ Cause it feels so empty without me. ♫
It was a scream!
A dazy, dittle drug induced daydream, With my lazy, little lady lyin’ next to me,
Rockin’ out on the rhythm inside of me;
And she’s like, Baby please!
Don’t stop with the inner-ear ecstasy, ‘Cause you’re drivin’ me out a my sanity,
Gettin’ down on the dance floor fantasy;
It’s was diseased!
Apple of my mind’s eye alchemy, And all I wanna do is creep and cry out to sea,
Like a fed up feenin’ phoenix flyin’ out to eat;
A serpentine!
Snakin’ and awakin’ my capacity, A radioactive tenacity,
To blow this world on up into next week.
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I’d previously provided a place where kids could comment.
But unfortunately, the gospel train derailed and I had to hide the wreckage.
Your Honor, if I may approach the bench, so my rebuttal can be seen,
I’d like to discuss a couple of comments from January, 2014.
♫ Well, I don’t know why I came here tonight. ♫
Nam, suggested that I open an area on my website, so others can leave their stories too.
Sounds great Nam, let me see what I can do.
♫ I got the feeling that something ain’t right. ♫
And, as yet to read my book, so-and-so let me know, I’m using the word prophet incorrectly.
♫ I’m so scared in case I fall off my chair, ♫
With lots of cute quips, equipped and cued, why don’t we discuss the word prophet.
♫ And I’m wondering how I’ll get down the stairs. ♫
‘In religion, a prophet is an individual who is claimed to have been contacted by the supernatural,
serving as an intermediary with humanity and delivering this new-found knowledge.’
♫ Yes, I’m stuck in the middle with you, ♫
Quite often, a definition can become very simplified. The word ‘genius’ is a prime example.
♫ And I’m wondering what it is I should do. ♫
I’d been utilizing the label for over a year, before even learning the meaning.
♫ It’s so hard to keep this smile from my face. ♫
At a family reunion, a few years ago, I was speaking to someone and said that I’m a genius.
♫ Losing control, yeah I’m all over the place. ♫
I heard a couple on the side lines: “Oh, Jerry always thinks he’s smarter than everyone else.”
♫ Trying to make some sense of it all, ♫
“I never said I was smart,” I retorted, “I said I was a genius. It has little to do with intelligence.”
♫ But I can see it makes no sense at all. ♫
They snorted and continued making fun behind my back.
♫ Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor? ♫
As far as I’m concerned, as long as people are talking, I couldn’t care less if it’s good or bad.
♫ ’Cuz I don’t think that I can take any more. ♫
In fact, that little family feud lead to one of my greatest moments of personal self discovery.
It was later that night that I created my ‘Genio Promo’ in which I say,
“I don’t know if I’m a genius amongst the people, or if God was the Genie that granted my wish.”
♫ Clowns to the left of me, ♫
Once again, ignorance has lead to my enlightenment. Most, when asked to describe a prophet,
will say ‘someone who can see the future’. In the definition above, ‘fortune telling’ is not included.
‘An individual in contact with the divine.’ I am a ‘prophet’, because of the ‘genius’ within me.
♫ Jokers to the right, ♫
But this chapter’s been dedicated to Hershey, so let’s see what my coauthor has to say.
About a week ago, I was strolling through a shopping plaza and had a conversation with a woman.
We discussed the word prophet, and she made the statement, “Well then, we are all prophets.”
And I unwittingly agreed, “Yes, in their own way, each person is a prophet.”
However, later that night, I had another heated conversation with my friend’s invisible friend.
♫ Here I am, ♫
It ended with Hershey shaking her head, saying with a smile, “Geniuses, Geniuses, Geniuses.”
♫ Stuck in the middle with you. ♫
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In 2012, touring the US, I tore a tendon. I was on the east coast, near Savana, heading north.
Within days, I could not walk five minutes, before a sharp pain would bring me to my knees.
There was a really rough week not worth more than mentioning,
but in the end, I jumped a bus to visit my brother in Tennessee.
He only allowed one night, but that’s all it took. The next day, the pain was gone.
9/11/2008 - Mercury, Venus, Earth & Mars aligned in the sign of Scorpio.
Perhaps the universe was pulling whatever trick to prevent me from traveling north.
Maybe my body was bawling, requiring relaxation. Or my sibling was mentally calling,
for want of a conversation. Or perhaps it all happened, so I could meet Ozzy Milligan.
I was standing at an on-ramp, just outside Nashville, the day after parting from my brother’s home.
I was not supposed to walk on the interstate and had already met the cops.
I’d been standing still for over an hour and was getting very frustrated.
I was at the point of giving up and starting a very long walk down a county road,
when a pickup turned to enter the highway. I threw up my arms, and the driver pulled over.
He was travelling all the way to Dallas and happen to pass not twenty miles from my home town.
Because of Ozzy Milligan, I spent Mother’s Day, 2012 with my family.
It is expected planet Earth, her people & virtually all life, will begin her new 4D
higher vibrational existence, her new fourth dimensional life, in early January 2014.
There’s a phrase that I’ve heard a number of times in the last two years,
“These things are all on timers.”
Please know that this moment of change to 4D will happen ‘in the blink of an eye’.
This change to 4D life will be instantaneous.
There will also be some pockets of 5D, fifth dimensional, vibration.
Be assured that it will be an even more colorful, far more beautiful reborn world.
In the first instance, we were running down the road along a fruit farm, and the driver was
referring the automatic irrigation system. It took me a minute to realize what he meant
because at the moment, my mind had been contemplating the synchronization of the last few rides.
All other times I’ve heard the phrase, the speaker was actually referring to the synchronicity.
Also keep in mind that 4D, the fourth dimension, is one of a journey inward
toward the complete expression of love... love for each other and love of self.
During the course of this evolution, toward a life of love, please remember to forgive...
After visiting my brother in Tennessee, I decided to head off and hang out with Ryan Venti.
My meeting Mr. Milligan fortified that fate, and I didn’t hear from him again for some time.
California didn’t work out as I’d hoped, and I was quite frustrated as I fled the state.
The frustration continued to grow, as I had to walk almost the entire distance crossing the country.
By the time I reached Illinois, I was nearing the point of explosion.
This journey from 3D to 4D can also be expressed as male/intellectual/logical energy
& outward expression focused on the ways of the mind;
transitioning to the more gentle expressions of female/giving/intuitive energy
focused on the ways of the heart. The ways of peace, of giving and of love.
My week in Fayette county was the result of that frustration and when released, I was ready to quit,
but the will to care less and carry on was received in an email while I was in jail,
Ozzy Milligan happen to have written to say hello and to always remember, “These things are on timers.”
PS: A friend later explained to me that there is no such thing as a forth dimension.
He said that it’s 3.1415... It’s not a full dimension.
It’s a fraction (or even a ghost) of a dimension.
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During the first of February, I had a dream. It ended with a female telling me to go to El Paso.
♫ Don’t be shocked by the tone of my voice. ♫
When I first met Hershey, she’d mentioned wanting to visit New Mexico.
♫ Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice. ♫
As I awoke from this dream, she was already wide awake, lying next to me, talking to herself.
♫ Listen to the sound of my voice. ♫
The morning went no more slowly than usual but when I tried to return home, I entered a bus.
♫ You can check it on out, It’s the weapon of choice. ♫
I made a nice long announcement, explaining the website and showing a couple of colorful examples.
♫ Walk without rhythm, It won’t attract the worm. ♫
I asked for cualquiera apoyo, a little change, a few dollars, “Pesos sí sirve. Es para mexico.”
♫ If you walk without rhythm, You never learn. ♫
I heard the driver calling for my attention, “You need to ask permission.”
♫ Before they catch ya chainsmokin’ ♫
“That’s OK,” and as I located my seat, I made an alternative announcement.
♫ You can blow with this, ♫
“Noventa cinco punto siete cinco por ciento de los niños del mundo van a morrir de hambre.”
♫ Or you can blow with that, ♫
“Pero gracias a dios que no necesitaremos a ellos, ya tenemos los robots.”
♫ Or you can blow with us. ♫
I don’t know why my friend talks to herself, but I do it to draw attention, and that’s exactly what I did,
“It’s OK, I understand, there are too many people here anyway.” I saw something go left.
“Then why? Do you hate these people?” I saw something go left.
“Do these people hate you?” Something went left.
“Then what? If you don’t hate each other, then why are you going to kill all their kids?”
I saw nothing go nowhere, gave up, got quiet and overheared a conversation from behind.
It was a woman discussing a child, autistic and half retarded (her words, not mine).
♫ Organically grown, Through the hemisphere I roam, ♫
It seems all Hershey and I ever did was fight and by the 14th, I was fed up. So I flew the coop.
♫ To make love to the angels of light, ♫
I made it a mile, made $20 and made it back to camp to spend Valentine’s with my sweetheart.
♫ And my girl, I guess she just don’t understand ♫
As the day ran and I ran errands, I kept saying (to myself, to God, or the writers or whatever),
♫ It’s gone beyond being a man, ♫
“I’m just back for one more day. I’m not taking her with me.”
♫ As I drift off into the night, I’m in flight. ♫
“It would take a miracle to change my mind. A miracle would have to happen tonight.”
♫ She’s a boy scout, No doubt, ♫
In the early a.m., I was awoken, when my female friend jumped up in bed startled.
♫ But I’m gonna hold my cool, ’Cause the music rules, ♫
She started scrambling around, waking up the entire family (in her head).
♫ So groove on, Check it out. ♫
Apparently her daughter had gone into labor.
♫ Halfway between the gutter and the stars. ♫
I guess I should’ve been more specific.
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I’ve heard that the Eskimos have over 100 words for snow.
I guess that’s because there’s a lot of the stuff.
That’s funny; the Latin Americans have two words for overpopulated:
‘Sobrepoblado’ and ‘Superpoblado’.
Of course, I’m only telling you this as an unsettling opening to talk about the words:
‘Miracle’ and ‘Supernatural’.
The Supernatural is that which is not subject to physics, or more figuratively,
that which is said to exist above and beyond nature.
A Miracle is not ascribable to human power or the laws of nature and attributed
to a supernatural or divine agency. The word ‘miracle’ is often used to characterize
any beneficial event that is statistically unlikely but not contrary to the laws of nature,
such as surviving a natural disaster, or simply a ‘wonderful’ occurrence, as is birth.
OK, so the supernatural is above nature, and a miracle is attributed to the supernatural.
Well, every single second of every hour of everyday is obviously controlled by a higher power,
So by definition, every moment is a miracle.
When I asked for one, I guess the supernatural had to fall back on a more familiar example.
To be honest, I think the girl just wanted another royalty. We’ll have to wait and see.
In fact, it’s my understanding that I’m not even halfway through this story.
So, in case this thing turns out to be a trilogy, let’s talk a bit about the Trinity;
Let’s see, there’s The Father (God); The Son (man);
And then out of the air appeared a Holy Ghost.
Since then, the son’s come up with all kinds of crazy creations; Devils, Demons, Angels and Aliens;
But the Trinity remains: Creator, Creation and Connection.
An aspect of this new age philosophy is that the creator and the creation are the same.
Suddenly a connection is no longer needed and the ghost disappears.
Once again, this is not new. Prior to Plato, all beings were considered to be part of the same Being.
When the woman said, “You’re part of it too,” what could she have meant by ‘it’?
Does ‘it’ mean the creation? Is the woman not also part of ‘it’?
Are the questioner and answerer not part of the same thing; the same ‘it’?
And here’s where ‘it’ gets complicated; The voice in my head. Did I not create the question?
Logic, ego and a desire for control assume that the answer is obvious.
But believe it or not, you may not be the owner of your own thoughts.
In fact, you’re not even in control of whether you believe it or not.
I silenced a house party in Popayan, by thinking the word ‘Zeitgeist’ loudly and dramatically.
I’d no reason to do this. I wasn’t telling a story and adding emphasis for effect. It was a thought.
Perhaps, this was that now, as I tell the story, I get to add emphasis for effect.
And when my girl said Geniuses times three, she wasn’t just going on about me.
She was indicating the combination of the communication of two or more together.
The bible mentions two or more together; Says that that’s when God gets involved.
But then there’s that ‘Footprints in the Sand’ saying that when times are tough,
you only see one set as God is carrying you. So that bit from the Bible’s a bunch of bull.
Or at least our understanding of it. I’ll let you know if I come up with something.
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Capítulo Siete
El Príncipe Payaso Azul
Había una vez,
vivía un joven príncipe.
Chapter Seven
Once upon a time,
there lived a young prince.
Desde que nació, el niño trajo alegría a todos. From birth, the child brought joy to everyone.
Cuando el príncipe cumplió doce años,
When the prince turned twelve years of age,
su padre celebró la fiesta más grande
his father held the greatest celebration
que el reino había visto,
that the kingdom had ever seen,
incluyen músicos, magos
including musicians, magicians
y un elefante de circo.
and even a circus elephant.
Al final del día,
cuando los invitados se habían ido,
el rey llamó a su hijo.
~Mi amado hijo, hoy es un día especial.
Hoy usted es un hombre.
At the end of the day,
after the guests had gone away,
the king summoned his son.
“My beloved son, today is a special day.
Today you become a man.
Y en este día, te voy a contar una historia.
Se fue una historia que me contó mi padre,
cuando tenía tu edad.
~El joven príncipe, con mucho curiosidad,
se sentó frente a su padre.
~Isaías, su tátara-tátaratatarabuelo era pescador
amado por su pueblo.
Se fue solo un pequeño pueblo,
pero se ha convertido en nuestro gran reino.
Una mañana Isaías recibió un visitante.
Una densa niebla cubrió al instante el lago,
lo que distorsiona todas las direcciones.
No podía ver más que una luz acercándose
Isaías era un hombre valiente y esforzado.
Él tiró la caña y se quedó en el barco
para cumplir con el visitante.
La luz era la de una linterna en la mano de
un hombre anciano, un bastón en la otra.
El anciano le dijo que era un mago y que
el hijo de Isaías, era un chico muy especial.
And on this day, I must tell you a story.
It was a story given to me by my father,
when I was your age.”
The young prince, with wide eyes,
sat in front of his father.
“Isaiah, your great, great, great,
great grandfather was a fisherman,
loved by the people of his village,
It was only a small village,
but has become our great kingdom.
One morning, Isaiah received a visitor.
A heavy fog instantly covered the lake,
distorting every direction.
He could see but a light coming closer.
Isaiah was a brave and valiant man.
He dropped the fishing pole
and stood in the boat to meet the visitor.
The light was of a lantern held in hand
by a very old man, a staff in the other.
The man explained that he was a wizard,
and that Isaiah’s son was a special boy.
~Hoy ~dijo el mago, ~es su duodécimo
cumpleaños de su hijo.
~Igual que yo!, ~Exclamó el príncipe.
~Sí, ~el rey sonrió,
~al igual que usted.
‘Today,’ said the wizard,
‘is your son’s twelfth birthday.’”
“Just like me!” exclaimed the prince.
“Yes,” the king smiled,
“just like you.”
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~El brujo le dijo a Isaías
que su hijo tenía un deseo especial.
Él quería ser rey, por lo que puede usar
su poder para mejorar la vida de la gente.
El brujo le dijo a Isaías que los dioses
creen que se trata de una ambición honorable,
y que se concedería el deseo.
Isaías fue instruido para terminar su trabajo,
volver a casa y celebrar el día con su familia.
Al final del día, antes de retirarse,
Isaías fue a contar su encuentro con el brujo
y luego pedir a su hijo qué sería su deseo.
El brujo le explicó que nuestra familia
gobernará durante cinco generaciones.
En cada generación se bendijo un hijo,
y que cada heredero recibiría,
en su duodécimo cumpleaños,
un deseo para construir un gran reino.
De repente, el brujo desapareció
y la niebla se levantó al instante.
Isaías siguió las instrucciones
y cuando se le preguntó lo que sería su deseo,
él chavo respondió: ~Yo quiero ser rey.
~El príncipe silbó y el rey detuvo,
para decidir sus palabras.
~Hijo mío, yo sé que has tenido,
desde antes caminar,
un sueño creciendo dentro de ti.
Yo quería ser un gran inventor.
Mi padre fue un gran constructor.
Su padre un educador y así.
Dime hijo, ¿cuál es el sueño tuyo?
¿Cuál es tu deseo?
~El príncipe se incorporó en cerebración,
pero no estaba pensando en su deseo.
No estaba considerando en lo que quería.
Como dijo su padre, que había conocido
la respuesta desde hace mucho tiempo.
Pero le preocupaba que iba a romper
el corazón de su padre con la respuesta.
El rey podía sentir la preocupación del chavo
y le rogó que fuera valiente.
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“The wizard told Isaiah
that his son had a special wish.
He wanted to become king and use his power
to improve the lives of the people.
The wizard told Isaiah that the Gods
believed this to be an honorable ambition,
and that the wish was to be granted.
Isaiah was to finish his work, return home
and celebrate the day with his family.
At the days end, before retiring,
Isaiah was to recount his meeting the wizard
and then ask his son what would be his wish.
The wizard explained that our family
would rule the land for five generations.
Each would be blessed but with one child,
and that each heir, on his twelfth birthday,
would receive a special wish,
as to build a great kingdom.
Suddenly, the wizard disappeared,
and the fog lifted instantly.
Isaiah followed the given instructions
and when asked what would be his wish,
the boy replied, ‘I want to be king.’”
The prince whistled and the king paused,
deciding his next words.
“My son, I know that you have had,
since before you could walk,
a dream building inside of you.
I wanted to be a great inventor.
My father was a great builder.
His father was an educator and so on.
Tell me son, what is that dream?
What is your wish?”
The prince sat upright in cerebration,
but he wasn’t thinking about his wish.
He wasn’t contemplating on what he wanted.
As his father said, he’d known the answer
to that question for a very long time.
But the boy was worried that he would
break his fathers heart with the answer.
The king could sense the boy’s concern
and pleaded him to be brave.
~Padre, ~comenzó el príncipe,
~espero que no te molesto por lo que digo,
pero yo no quiero ser rey.
Quiero dejar el reino y viajar.
Quiero ser un artista.
Quiero viajar por el mundo y llevar la
felicidad a todos sus habitantes.
“Father,” the prince began, “I hope that you
will not be upset for what I am to say,
but I do not wish to be king.
I want to leave the kingdom and travel.
I want to be an entertainer.
I want to travel the world
and bring happiness to everyone.
Quiero ser un payaso.
I want to be a clown.
El payaso mas grande que nunca ha existido.
~El rey sonrió al joven príncipe.
~Está bien mi hijo. Él dijo que la familia
solo gobernaría durante cinco generaciones.
Siempre he sabido que la mía
sería la última para mantener la corona.
Sin embargo, sólo quiero que seas feliz.
~El rey besó a su hijo y se retiró.
La mente del príncipe estaba llena,
y cuando por fin se quedó dormido,
el sueño estaba lleno de sueños extraños.
En la mañana, cuando él se levantó,
el príncipe miró su reflejo
y vio que un cambio grande ha pasado
por arte de magia durante la noche.
The greatest clown that every lived.”
The king smiled at the young prince.
“It’s OK son. He said that our family
would only rule for five generations.
I’ve always known mine to be
the ultimate to hold the crown.
However, I only want you to be happy.”
The king kissed his son and retired.
The prince’s mind was filled with hope
and when he finally did fall asleep,
that sleep was filled with strange dreams.
The following morning, as he awoke,
the prince glanced at his refection
and saw that a great change
had magically occurred during the night.
Todo su cuerpo se había producido azul,
con una pequeña lágrima blanca
pintada por debajo de su ojo.
His entire body had turned blue,
with a small white tear
permanently painted below his left eye.
El príncipe cayó al suelo
y rodó en la risa de su propia apariencia.
Estaba muy contento con el nuevo aspecto.
Y ahora tenía un nuevo título,
The prince dropped to the floor,
rolling in laughter at his own appearance.
He was was very happy with the new look,
and now had a new title,
‘El Príncipe Payaso Azul’.
‘The Blue Clown Prince’.
El reino estaba ocupado en la preparación
de un festival que celebra la cosecha,
y el príncipe sólo tenía tres días
para preparar para su primera exposición.
Cuando la fiesta finalmente llegó,
el príncipe estaba emocionado
Desde que subió al escenario,
el público vitoreaba en la risa.
Fue el día más feliz de la vida del joven.
The kingdom was busy in preparation
for a festival celebrating the harvest,
and the prince had only three days left
to prepare for his first public appearance.
When the festival finally arrived,
the prince was bursting with anticipation
and from the moment he took the stage,
the audience was cheering in laughter.
It was the happiest day of the boy’s life.
Dos días más tarde, le pidió a su padre
permiso para abandonar el reino.
Two days later, he asked his father
for permission to leave the kingdom.
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Durante cuatro años, el payaso recorría.
For four years the blue clown traveled.
A veces iba a trabajar solo.
Sometimes he would work alone.
A veces con los circos o otros grupos.
Sometimes with circuses or other groups.
Actuaba en las celebraciones de toda tipa.
He performed at parties, and in the street,
Actuaba en la calle, en los parques y playas
on beaches, parks and playgrounds,
cualquier lugar en que el público se reunía
and anywhere that the public gathered.
Viajaba a los rincones del mundo,
He traveled to all corners of the earth,
y se dejó cada lugar visitado
and everywhere he would visit
en un estado de gran felicidad.
would be left in a state of great happiness.
Hasta el día en que todo cambió.
Until one day when everything changed.
El payaso azul pasaba un pequeño pueblo
The blue clown was passing a small village
y se dio cuenta de una niña llorando.
and noticed a very young girl crying.
~Disculpe señorita, ~el príncipe llamó.
“Excuse miss,” the prince called out,
Ella alzó los ojos de lágrimas empapados,
and as soon as she raised her tear soaked
y el payaso azul levantó las manos.
the blue clown threw up his hands.
La niña dejó de llorar y sonrió.
The girl stopped crying and smiled.
Una flor apareció en una mano,
A white flower appeared in one hand,
y la sonrisa se convirtió en una risita.
and the smile turned into a giggle.
El payaso arrojó la flor en el aire,
The clown tossed the flower into the air,
y estalló en una lluvia de confeti.
and it burst into a shower of confetti.
Como cayó sobre la cabeza de la niña,
As it rained down onto the little girl’s head,
un ataque incontrolable de risa comenzó.
an uncontrollable fit of laughter began.
El payaso azul estaba mirando con orgullo,
The blue clown was watching with pride,
cuando una verruga peluda
when he suddenly noticed a hairy wart
apareció en la nariz de la niña.
appear on the adolescent’s tiny nose.
La muchacha cubrió rápidamente la nariz
She quickly covered her nose,
y la risa ahogada continuó.
and the muffled laughing continued.
La frente del payaso se arrugó con asombro, The clown’s brow wrinkled with wonder,
mientras miraba a la niña histérica.
as he stared at the hysterical little girl.
Se dio cuenta de que su pelo estaba
He noticed her hair getting longer,
y que el color estaba cambiando
and that the color was changing
de la de una rubia fresa,
from that of a strawberry blonde,
a un negro de carbón, veteado de gris.
to a charcoal black, streaked with gray.
Despues que la chava ha transformado
Once the young girl had transformed
en la de una mujer muy vieja,
into that of an very old woman,
ella habló con el payaso azul:
she spoke to the blue clown:
~Durante cien años ahora,
“For one hundred years now,
su familia ha sido bendecida.
your family has been blessed.
Realeza ha sido otorgado.
Royalty has been bestowed.
Pero ahora que han pasado los cien años,
But now that one hundred years have
será reemplazada por una maldición.
that blessing is to be replaced by a curse.”
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“Only those people with the purest of hearts
will be able to hear your voice.
Others will only experience confusion,
crippling them with fear and anger.
That confusion will spread like a plague,
until the anger will engulf your own heart,
and you will lose your voice completely.”
And a cloud of smoke engulfed the witch.
The clown stared at the dissipating smoke,
until finally looking around to see
that the streets of the town were vacant.
He hung his head in sad thought
and walked towards the following village.
At the outskirts of town, a traveling circus
was setting up a large, red tent.
The prince spoke with the ring leader
and was offered a performance that night.
The tent was packed as he took the stage
and although he did hear laughter,
he also noticed that some spectators
were turning their heads in bewilderment.
A number of patrons even left the show.
The damage was minimal, and the owner
didn’t even seem to have noticed.
He invited the clown to return.
By the end of that second act,
over half of the crowd had walked out.
The ringleader was upset but very gentle.
The blue clown was also very upset.
However, he had no choice but to move on.
For two years, the prince wondered,
while his career as a clown crumbled.
Many people would not understand him,
as if he were speaking a foreign language.
While others would hear only silence,
often ignoring him completely.
Sometimes, the children would laugh,
but the adults would frown,
eventually dragging their children away.
A great many were indeed entertained,
but that number steadily dropped.
And as the number of listeners fell,
so did the confidence of the clown.
~Sólo aquellas personas con el corazón
más puro podrán escuchar tu voz.
Otros sólo experimentar una confusión,
paralizados por el miedo y la ira.
Se extenderá como una plaga, hasta que
la ira se tragará su propio corazón
y se perderá por completo la voz.
~Y una nube de humo envolvió la bruja.
Se quedó mirando el humo disipándose,
hasta que finalmente miró a su alrededor
para ver que las calles estaban vacantes.
Él bajó la cabeza en el triste pensamiento
y caminó en dirección a la siguiente aldea.
Afuera de la ciudad, una circo ambulante.
Estuvo a la creación de una gran carpa roja.
El príncipe habló con el jefe de la banda
y se le ofreció una rendimiento esa noche.
La tienda estaba lleno como subió
al escenario y aunque oyó la risa,
también se dio cuenta de que algunas
espectadores estaban mirando con asombro.
Un número de clientes, dejó el circo.
El daño fue mínimo, y la adueña ni
dio cuenta. Invitó al payaso para volver.
A finales de ese segundo acto,
más de la mitad de la multitud
se había marchado.
El cabecilla estaba molesto, pero suave.
El payaso azul también estaba molesto.
Pero no tuvo más que ser de acuerdo de irse.
Durante dos años, el príncipe caminó,
como su carrera de payaso cayó.
Muchas personas no entenderían,
como si hablaba un idioma extranjero.
Mientras que otros escucharon sólo el silencio,
a menudo ignorándolo por completo.
A veces, los niños se reían,
pero los adultos se enojaban,
finalmente arrastrando a sus hijos.
Una gran parte todavía estaba entretenido,
pero ese número se redujo constantemente.
Y a medida que el número de oyentes caía,
también lo hizo la confianza del payaso.
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Con el tiempo, el joven príncipe se molestó
con su incapacidad de entender.
Se convertiría en hostil y gritaba con rabia.
La gente airadamente contestó de la misma.
Parece que no tenía ninguna problema
a escuchar las palabras de enojo.
Las peleas se iniciaron, y pueblos enteros
se extraditaba al payaso azul.
Cada vez que el príncipe molestaba,
él sería incapaz de oír sus propios gritos.
Y con el tiempo, que sí perdió su voz.
Un día, viajando por una zona árida,
el príncipe escuchaba historias de una
tribu de indios que viven en el desierto.
Se decían que eran muy espirituales
y que usaban la magia en sus rituales.
With time, the young prince became upset
with the crowds inability to understand.
He would become hostile and yell angrily.
Quite often the public would yell back.
It seems the crowd had no trouble
hearing the words of anger.
Fights began, and entire villages
would extradite the blue clown.
Whenever the prince would become upset,
he’d be unable to hear his own screams.
And with time, he did indeed lose his voice.
One day, traveling near a large barren area,
the prince began hearing stories
of a tribe of Indians living in the desert.
The Indians were said to be very spiritual,
often using magic in their rituals.
El payaso azul decidió localizar
y reunirse con la tribu
para buscar la ayuda en su dilema.
The blue clown decided to locate
and meet with the tribe
to seek help in his dilemma.
Ellos se encuentra en el centro del desierto,
una excursión de tres días de caminar.
El payaso compró comida y la agua
y comenzó la larga caminata.
Al día siguiente, abajo un sol ardiente,
él fue incapaz de mover sus pies.
Cuando el payaso azul miró hacia abajo,
no pudo ver los pies. Había entrado
en un charco de arenas movedizas.
Encontró la rama de un árbol a su alcance
y con una lucha que se agarró a la rama.
Tiró de la rama con gran fuerza
y se dio cuenta de que él sería capaz de escapar.
Empezó a tirar, pero luego se detuvo.
Como el príncipe se mantuvo firme en la rama,
se pensó en su padre
y la vida que él había abandonado.
They were living in the center of the desert,
a full three days hike away.
The clown purchased food and water
and began the long journey.
The following day, under a hot sun,
the prince became unable to move his feet.
When the he looked down,
he was unable even to see his feet.
He had stumbled into a pool of quicksand.
He found the branch of a tree within reach
and struggling, he grabbed ahold.
He pulled the branch with great force
and realized that he would be able to escape.
He began to pull, but then he paused.
As the blue prince held firmly to the branch,
he thought about his father
and the life that he had abandoned.
Pensó en la risa,
que ahora rara vez se escucha.
He thought of the laughter,
which he now seldom heard.
Pensó en el miedo y la ira,
los llantos y los gritos.
Pensó en la soledad y el silencio.
Y con una lágrima sobre el tatuaje,
el príncipe payaso azul soltó la rama.
He thought of the fear and the anger,
the cries and the screams.
He thought of the loneliness and the silence.
And with a tear washing over the tattoo,
the blue clown prince let go of the branch.
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Capítulo Ocho
The Crazy 8’s
Chapter Eight
This is the dramatic dialog of MajorMigraine and the Crazy 8’s.
Let me introduce the crew. In no particular but the block order: Pumpkin-head Puente,
Raul the Rabbit, King David, Little Ricky, Testy Tyrone, DJ the Dasher and Don Juan.
(also featuring Father Frankie, Gringo Gomez, lil’Lopez, Molesto, Danielson and Rastafyin’ Ralphy)
You know how they say, if you ever go to prison, you should act crazy as to scare off the others?
Well, I’m not too worried about the other inmates, but I do enjoy screwing with the cops.
When they stripped me down and told me to cough, I sneezed.
They ruffed me up a bit and stuck me in my own cell downstairs.
I spent a few days preaching at the top of my lungs and when they finally moved me on up,
I was placed in Protective Custody (PC) with the rest of cell block 3E, ‘The Crazy 8’s’.
Although the times were crazy, I want to skip the insanity and connect the fantasy with reality.
Just in the door, DJ loaned me a collection of short stories titled ‘Nightmares and Dreamscapes’.
There was a massive amount of coincidences connecting the King’s collection,
to our conversations, to to my own literary legacy, including a ’78 Plymouth,
self-fulfilling prophesy, free will, fluoride and a mountain called ‘Destiny’.
(PS: The toothpaste had double the regular content of fluoride and weighed 78 grams)
My latest stay in Mexico featured a number of films. A favorite was ‘The Time Traveler’s Wife’.
I was quite touched by their take on time, and story 4 or 5 or so dealt with time travel.
A man had returned to the past to visit his previous self.
He let himself know he was the author of his own life and was about to take over his younger body.
That afternoon, as he retired, the Rabbit call out to me, “Jerry, wake me up in three days.”
Later, I happened to be noticing the TV screen on the other side of the divide.
I saw the word ‘DREAM’, a few flashes of the screen and then the phrase ‘WAKE UP!’
The day continued, until the night fell and finally, I fell asleep...
I’m running. Been at it for a bit. And I just know I’ve been here before.
Coming on out of a corridor. Passing a cafeteria or something.
Crossing the café’s corner, from behind I feel a spy. I turn around and realize a man I recognize.
I greet the guy (him and his friend), “Great to see you again. Follow me!” And around I spin.
AW Crap! I triggered a trap. And I already know that. Even before I look down.
I step over the wire in site and take a quick right.
As I enter the next room, I see the tops of trees to the left me. I’m on a balcony.
It’s overlooking a visitor’s area, and a large pane of glass separates me from the outside world.
I see my friend’s gone on ahead and as I approach, I whisper, “They’re coming. Get down!”
I pull a silver revolver from my left coat pocket, duck behind a blockade and stare through a hole.
Two armed men enter from the right on the balcony on the opposite side of the open area.
The man in front is dressed in plain clothes, while the second is wearing a nice black suit.
The front man glances my way and I hold his attention, as an incredible fear takes him over.
His lower lip trembles, and he forces his weapon into the hands of his follower.
The glass walls prevent any sound, but I can read his lips,
“Take it! Please, just take it from me. I don’t even want it.”
I see confusion on the face of the suit and when the head turns, I stand, take aim and pull the trigger.
A black dot immediately appears on the man’s forehead and before his body’s even hit the ground,
the first fellow in line is also taken down. I then turn 90º to the left and count to three.
A man dressed as a police officer is shot dead in the door way, before he’s even had time to turn.
The movie continues to its conclusion and as I awake, music is still playing in my mind.
Along with the repeated chorus,
♫ We get to go back to where we’ve been before. ♫
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I’ll be providing a detailed interpretation of this dream.
But first, I want to ‘WAKE UP!’
Step 1. We admitted we were powerless - that our lives had become unmanageable.
I’d read (just before my incarceration) that people with a high IQ tend to sleep less.
And perhaps it’s true, because a good half of the crew didn’t sleep much at all.
And the night of what I’m labeling
‘The Wicked Dream’
was my first decent doze in days.
Step 2. Came to believe that a power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.
It was the beginning of three days and three nights of light sleep and deep dreams.
And although I don’t remember much of the sleep, on the forth morning, I woke up.
Step 3. Made a decision to turn our lives over to the care of that Greater Power.
In the last few seconds before rising to consciousness, I heard voices.
I was aware I was dreaming, and very aware I was on the verge of awakening.
Step 4. Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves.
And I ‘felt’ the exact instant that I crossed from one side to the other,
when I became conscious that the voices in my dream were coming from the outside.
Step 5. Admitted to God, ourselves and another, the exact nature of our wrongs.
It was 3 a.m. and two of the crew were having a quite conversation.
Step 6. Were entirely ready to have God remove all these defects of character.
At the time, I remembered precisely what was said before and after coming to,
but I had nothing with or on which to take notes.
Step 7. Humbly asked Him to remove our shortcomings.
It’s as if the words had some sort of opposite or extended meaning on the other side.
Step 8. Made a list of all persons we had harmed, and became willing to make amends.
A few hours later, I received a very interesting assistance in the analysis.
Step 9. Made direct amends to such people wherever possible.
I borrowed a small Bible, and it automatically opened to Psalms 78.
Apparently, that’s my song.
Step 10. Continued our personal inventory and when wrong, we promptly admitted it.
When I read the chapter, I received no real rush of endorphin.
But then I had a crazy idea. I read the Psalm, verse by verse, but in reverse.
Step 11. Sought through prayer & meditation to improve our conscious contact with God,
praying for knowledge of His will and the power to carry that out.
That’s when I noticed verse #65, ‘Then the Lord awoke as from sleep.’
Step 12. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these steps,
we tried to carry this message to others, and to practice these principles in all affairs.
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Psalms 78 : Give ear, O my people, to my law:
incline your ears to the words of my mouth.
2 I will open my mouth in a parable: I will utter dark sayings of old:
3 Which we have heard and known, and our fathers have told us.
4 We will not hide them from their children,
showing to the generation to come the praises of the Lord,
and his strength, and his wonderful works that he hath done.
5 For he established a testimony in Jacob,
and appointed a law in Israel, which he commanded our fathers,
that they should make them known to their children:
6 That the generation to come might know them,
even those to be born; who should arise and declare to their own:
7 That they might set their hope in God,
and not forget the works of God, but keep his commandments:
8 And might not be as their fathers, a stubborn generation;
whose spirit was not steadfast with God.
9 The children of Ephraim, being armed, and carrying bows,
turned back in the day of battle.
10 They kept not the covenant of God, refusing to walk in his law;
11 And forgot his works, and his wonders that he had showed them.
12 Marvelous things did he in the sight of their fathers,
in the land of Egypt, in the field of Zoan.
13 He divided the sea, and caused them to pass through;
and he made the waters to stand as a heap.
14 In the daytime he led them with a cloud, all the night with a fire.
15 He cleaved the rocks in the wilderness,
and gave them drink as out of the great depths.
16 He brought streams out of the rock, waters ran down like rivers.
17 And they sinned yet more against him,
by provoking the most High in the wilderness.
18 And they tempted God in their heart, asking meat for their lust.
19 Yea, they spoke against God; they said,
‘Can God furnish a table in the wilderness?’
20 He smote the rock, The waters gushed out, Streams overflowed;
‘Can he give bread also? Can he provide flesh for his people?’
21 Therefore the Lord heard this, and was wroth:
so a fire was kindled against Jacob, and anger against Israel;
22 Because they believed not, and trusted not in his salvation:
23 Though he had commanded the clouds from above,
and opened the doors of heaven,
24 And had rained down manna upon them to eat,
and had given them of the corn of heaven.
25 Man did eat angels’ food: he sent them meat to the full.
26 He caused an east wind to blow in the heaven:
and by his power he brought in the south wind.
27 He rained flesh also upon them as dust,
and feathered fowls like as the sand of the sea:
28 He let it fall in the midst of their camp, round their habitations.
29 They did eat, and were filled: He gave them their own desire;
30 They were not estranged from their lust.
But while their meat was yet in their mouths,
31 The wrath of God came upon them, and slew the fattest of them,
and smote down the chosen men of Israel.
32 But they sinned still, believing not for his wondrous works.
33 Their days he consumed in vanity, their years in trouble.
34 When he slew them, then they sought him:
and they returned and inquired early after God.
35 And they remembered that God was their rock, their redeemer.
36 Nevertheless they did flatter him with their mouth,
and they lied unto him with their tongues.
72 So he fed them according to the integrity of his heart;
and guided them by the skillfulness of his hands.
71 From following the ewes great with young he brought him
to feed Jacob his people, and Israel his inheritance.
70 He chose David, his servant, and took him from the sheepfolds:
69 And he built his sanctuary like high palaces,
like the earth which he hath established forever.
68 But chose the tribe of Judah, the mount Zion which he loved.
67 He refused the tabernacle of Joseph, and chose not Ephraim:
66 And he smote his enemies in the hinder parts:
he put them to a perpetual reproach.
65 Then the Lord awaked as one out of sleep,
as a warrior wakes from the stupor of wine.
64 Priests fell by the sword; Their widows made no lamentation.
63 The fire consumed their young men;
and their maidens were not given to marriage.
62 He gave his people over also unto the sword;
and was wroth with his inheritance.
61 And delivered his strength into captivity,
and his glory into the enemy’s hand.
60 So that he forsook the tabernacle of Shiloh,
the tent which he placed among men;
59 God heard this and was wroth, and greatly abhorred Israel:
58 For they provoked him to anger with their high places,
and moved him to jealousy with their graven images.
57 But turned back, and dealt unfaithfully like their fathers:
they were turned aside like a deceitful bow.
56 Yet they provoked the most high God, Kept not his testimonies:
55 He drove out nations and allotted their lands as an inheritance;
he settled the tribes of Israel in their homes.
54 And he brought them to the border of his sanctuary,
even to this mountain, which his right hand had purchased.
53 And he led them on safely, so that they feared not:
but the sea overwhelmed their enemies.
52 But made his own people to go forth like sheep,
and guided them in the wilderness like a flock.
51 And smote all the firstborn in Egypt;
the chief of their strength in the tabernacles of Ham:
50 He made a way to his anger, sparing not their soul from death,
but gave their life over to the pestilence;
49 He cast upon them the fierceness of his anger, wrath,
and indignation, and trouble, by sending evil angels among them.
48 He gave up their cattle to the hail, their flocks to thunderbolts.
47 He destroyed their vines with hail, sycamore trees with frost.
46 He gave their increase to the caterpillar, labor unto the locust.
45 He sent divers sorts of flies among them,
which devoured them; and frogs, which destroyed them.
44 And had turned their rivers into blood;
and their floods, that they could not drink.
43 How he had wrought his signs in Egypt, his wonders in Zoan.
42 They remembered not his hand,
nor the day when he delivered them from the enemy.
41 Yea, they turned back, tempted God, and limited the Holy One.
40 How did they provoke him in the wilderness, and in the desert!
39 For he remembered that they were but flesh;
a wind that passeth away, and cometh not again.
38 But he, being full of compassion, forgave their iniquity,
and destroyed them not: many a time turned he his anger away,
37 For their heart was not right with him,
neither were they steadfast in his covenant.
Salmos 78 : Pueblo mío, escucha mis enseñanzas;
72 Y David fue un gobernante inteligente y sincero.
atiende a mis palabras.
71 para que cuidara a Israel, que es el pueblo de Dios.
2 Hablaré de los ejemplos, y explicaré los misterios del pasado.
70 Dios prefirió a David, que era su hombre de confianza,
3 Son cosas que conocemos pues nuestros padres nos las contaron.
y lo quitó de cuidar ovejas
4 Pero nuestros hijos deben conocerlas;
69 En lo alto del monte Sión construyó su templo:
debemos hablarles a nuestros nietos del poder de Dios
alto como los cielos, y firme para siempre, como la tierra.
y de sus grandes acciones; ¡de las maravillas que puede realizar!
68 pero eligió a la tribu de Judá y a su amada Jerusalén.
5 Dios fijó una ley permanente para su pueblo Israel,
67 Se negó a favorecer a los de la tribu de Efraín,
y a nuestros abuelos les ordenó instruir en ella a sus hijos,
66 puso en retirada a sus enemigos;
6 para que ellos, a su vez, nos instruyeran a nosotros
¡para siempre los dejó en vergüenza!
y a las futuras generaciones que todavía no han nacido.
65 Pero Dios despertó, como quien despierta de un sueño,
7 Así confiaremos en Dios, tendremos presentes
como guerrero vencido por el vino,
sus grandes hechos y cumpliremos sus mandamientos.
64 sus sacerdotes perdieron la vida,
8 Así no seremos rebeldes, como lo fueron nuestros abuelos:
y sus viudas no les guardaron luto.
tan malvados eran sus pensamientos que Dios no podía confiar.
63 El fuego acabó con sus muchachos,
9 Los israelitas eran buenos guerreros, pero se acobardaron
las novias no tuvieron fiesta de bodas,
y no entraron en batalla.
62 Tanto se enojó con su pueblo que los hizo perder sus batallas.
10 No cumplieron su compromiso con Dios,
61 ¡dejó que el cofre del pacto, que era el símbolo de su poder,
ni siguieron sus enseñanzas.
cayera en manos enemigas!
11 Cuando estaban en Egipto, en la región de Soan,
60 Por eso Dios abandonó Siló, que era donde vivía en este mundo;
12 vieron las grandes maravillas que Dios realizó ante sus ojos,
59 y les construyeron santuarios.
pero no las tomaron en cuenta.
58 Dios se puso muy furioso y rechazó del todo a Israel;
13 Dios partió el mar en dos, y para que ellos pudieran cruzar,
se sintió traicionado pues adoraron a dioses falsos
mantuvo las aguas firmes como paredes.
57 no eran dignos de confianza; se portaron igual que sus padres,
14 De día, los guiaba con una nube;
pues traicionaron a Dios y no le fueron fieles.
de noche, los alumbraba con un fuego.
56 Pero pusieron a Dios a prueba: se opusieron al Dios altísimo
15 Cuando llegaron al desierto, Dios partió en dos una piedra;
y desobedecieron sus mandatos;
16 ¡De ella hizo que brotaran verdaderos torrentes de agua,
55 Conforme avanzaban los israelitas, Dios echaba fuera
y así apagaron su sed!
a las naciones, y a Israel le entregó las tierras de esos pueblos.
17 Pero nuestros abuelos volvieron a pecar contra Dios:
¡Fue así como los israelitas se establecieron allí!
¡En pleno desierto se pusieron en contra del Dios altísimo!
54 Dejó que su pueblo ocupara toda la tierra prometida,
18 Se les metió en la cabeza poner a Dios a prueba,
la cual ganó con su poder.
y le pidieron comida a su antojo.
53 les dio seguridad para que no tuvieran miedo,
19 Hablaron mal de Dios, y hasta llegaron a decir:
pero hizo que a sus enemigos se los tragara el mar.
-Aquí en el desierto Dios no puede darnos de comer.
52 Pero a su pueblo lo guió y lo llevó por el desierto,
20 Es verdad que golpeó una piedra
como guía el pastor a sus ovejas;
y que hizo que brotaran grandes torrentes de agua,
51 En cada familia egipcia hirió de muerte a los hijos mayores.
¡Pero no podrá alimentarnos! ¡No va a poder darnos carne!
50 dio rienda suelta a su enojo y les mandó un castigo mortal;
21 Cuando Dios oyó lo que decían, se encendió su enojo contra ellos,
¡no les perdonó la vida!
22 pues no confiaron en él ni creyeron que podría ayudarlos.
49 Dios estaba tan enojado que los castigó con dureza;
23 Dios, desde el alto cielo, les dio una orden a las nubes,
les mandó todo un ejército de mensajeros de muerte;
24 y del cielo llovió comida: Dios les dio a comer maná,
48 dejó que los rayos y el granizo acabaran con sus vacas y ovejas.
que es el pan del cielo.
47 destruyó sus viñas con granizo, y sus higueras, con inundaciones;
25 Dios les mandó mucha comida, y aunque eran
46 dejó que los saltamontes acabaran con todos sus sembrados;
gente insignificante comieron como los ángeles.
45 Les mandó moscas y ranas, que todo lo destruían;
26 Luego, con su poder Dios hizo que desde el cielo
44 cuando convirtió en sangre todos los ríos egipcios,
soplaran vientos encontrados.
y el agua no se podía beber.
27 ¡Dios hizo que les lloviera carne como si les lloviera polvo!
43 Tampoco recordaron los milagros que Dios hizo en Egipto,
¡Les mandó nubes de pájaros, tantos como la arena del mar!
42 No se acordaron del día cuando Dios, con su poder,
28 Dios dejó caer esos pájaros dentro y fuera del campamento,
los libró de sus enemigos.
29 y la gente se hartó de comer, pues Dios les cumplió su capricho.
41 Muchas veces lo pusieron a prueba;
30 No les duró mucho el gusto: todavía tenían la comida en la boca,
¡hicieron enojar al santo Dios de Israel!
31 Cuando Dios se enojó contra ellos. ¡Les quitó la vida a sus
40 Muchas veces, en el desierto, se rebelaron contra Dios
hombres más fuertes! ¡Hirió de muerte a los mejores israelitas!
y lo hicieron ponerse triste.
32 Pero ellos siguieron pecando; Dudaron del poder de Dios.
39 pues tomó en cuenta que eran simples seres humanos;
33 Por eso Dios les quitó la vida; ¡les envió una desgracia repentina,
sabía que son como el viento que se va y no vuelve.
y acabó con su existencia!
38 Pero Dios, que es compasivo, les perdonó su maldad
34 Ellos sólo buscaban a Dios cuando él los castigaba;
y no los destruyó. Más de una vez refrenó su enojo,
sólo así se arrepentían y volvían a obedecerlo;
37 Ni cumplieron fielmente su pacto.
35 sólo entonces se acordaban del Dios altísimo, su libertador.
36 Nunca le decían la verdad; Nunca le fueron sinceros
The Quran ( 78 )
[78:1] What are they questioning?
[2] The great event.
[3] That is disputed by them.
[4] Indeed, they will find out.
[5] Most assuredly, they will find out.
[6] Did we not make the earth habitable?
[7] And the mountains stabilizers?
[8] We created you as mates.
[9] We created sleeping so you can rest.
[10] We made the night a cover.
[11] And the day to seek provisions.
[12] We built above you seven universes.
[13] We created a bright lamp.
[14] We send water down from the clouds.
[15] To produce with it grains and plants.
[16] And various orchards.
[17] The Day of Decision is appointed.
[18] The day the horn is blown,
and you come in throngs.
[19] The heaven will be opened like gates.
[20] The mountains will be removed,
as if they were a mirage.
[21] Gehenna is inevitable.
[22] For the transgressors; it’ll be their abode.
[23] They stay in it for ages.
[24] They never taste in it coolness, nor drink.
[25] Only an inferno, and bitter food.
[26] A just requital.
[27] They never expected to be accountable.
[28] And utterly rejected our signs.
[29] We counted everything in a record.
[30] Suffer the consequences;
we will only increase your retribution.
[31] The righteous have deserved a reward.
[32] Orchards and grapes.
[33] Magnificent spouses.
[34] Delicious drinks.
[35] They will not hear any nonsense or lies.
[36] A reward from your Lord.
[37] Lord of the heavens and the earth,
and everything. The Most Gracious.
No one can abrogate His decisions.
[38] The day the Spirit and the angels align.
None will speak except permitted by God.
They will utter only what is right.
[39] Such is the day.
Take refuge in the Lord.
[40] We have warned you about a
When all examine what his hands have made,
and say, “Oh, but I wish I were dust.”
‫سورة النبإ‬
Surat An-Naba
¿Qué están cuestionando? [78: 1]
َ‫سا َءلُون‬
َ َ‫َع َّم يَت‬
ْ
َّ
El gran evento. [2]
‫يم‬
ِ ‫َع ِن النبَإِ ال َع ِظ‬
Que se disputa por ellos. [3]
َ‫الَّ ِذي ُه ْم فِي ِه ُم ْختَلِفُون‬
َ
َّ
َ
De
hecho, van a averiguar. [4]
‫م‬
‫ل‬
‫ع‬
‫ي‬
‫س‬
‫َل‬
‫ك‬
َ‫َ َ ْ ُ ون‬
ُ
De cierto, van a averiguar. [5]
َ‫سيَ ْعلَ ُمون‬
َ ‫ث َّم َك ََّل‬
َ
َ
َ
ْ
َ
¿Acaso
no hacemos la tierra habitable? [6]
‫ض ِم َهادًا‬
‫ر‬
‫اْل‬
‫ل‬
‫ع‬
‫ج‬
‫ن‬
‫م‬
‫ل‬
‫أ‬
ْ
ْ
َ
َِ ْ
َ
ْ
Y los estabilizadores montañas? [7]
‫َوال ِجبَا َل أ ْوتَادًا‬
Os hemos creado como compañeros. [8]
‫اجا‬
ً ‫َو َخلَ ْقنَا ُك ْم أَ ْز َو‬
Creamos dormir para que pueda descansar. [9]
‫سبَاتًا‬
ُ ‫َو َج َع ْلنَا نَ ْو َم ُك ْم‬
Hicimos la noche una cubierta. [10]
‫سا‬
ً ‫َو َج َع ْلنَا اللَّ ْي َل لِبَا‬
ْ
َّ
َ
Y el día a buscar provisiones. [11]
‫َو َج َعلنا الن َها َر َم َعاشًا‬
Construimos encima de ti siete universos. [12]
‫شدَادًا‬
َ ‫َوبَنَ ْينَا فَ ْوقَ ُك ْم‬
ِ ‫س ْب ًعا‬
ْ
َ
Hemos creado una lámpara brillante. [13]
‫َّاجا‬
‫ه‬
‫و‬
‫ا‬
‫اج‬
‫ر‬
‫س‬
‫ا‬
‫ن‬
‫ل‬
‫ع‬
‫ج‬
‫و‬
ً َ ً َ ِ
َ َ َ
َ
َ
Enviamos el agua de las nubes. [14]
‫اجا‬
ً ‫ت َما ًء ث َّج‬
ِ ‫ص َرا‬
ِ ‫َوأن َز ْلنَا ِمنَ ا ْل ُم ْع‬
Para producir consigo granos y plantas. [15]
‫لِّنُ ْخ ِر َج بِ ِه َحبًا َونَبَاتًا‬
Y varios huertos. [16]
‫ت أَ ْلفَافًا‬
ٍ ‫َو َجنَّا‬
Es nombrado El Día de la Decisión. [17]
‫ص ِل َكانَ ِميقَاتًا‬
ْ َ‫إِنَّ يَ ْو َم ا ْلف‬
El día en que el cuerno se sopla,
‫اجا‬
ُّ ‫يَ ْو َم يُنفَ ُخ فِي‬
ً ‫الصو ِر فَتَأْتُونَ أَ ْف َو‬
‫س َما ُء فَ َكانَتْ أَ ْب َوابًا‬
َّ ‫ت ال‬
ِ ‫َوفُتِ َح‬
‫س َرابًا‬
ُ ‫َو‬
َ ْ‫ت ا ْل ِجبَا ُل فَ َكانَت‬
ِ ‫سيِّ َر‬
‫صادًا‬
َ ‫إِنَّ َج َهنَّ َم َكانَتْ ِم ْر‬
‫لِّلطَّا ِغينَ َمآبًا‬
‫ََّّلبِثِينَ فِي َها أَ ْحقَابًا‬
‫ََّّل يَ ُذوقُونَ فِي َها بَ ْردًا َو ََّل ش ََرابًا‬
‫ساقًا‬
َّ ‫إِ ََّّل َح ِمي ًما َو َغ‬
‫َج َزا ًء ِوفَاقًا‬
‫سابًا‬
َ ‫إِنَّ ُه ْم َكانُوا ََّل يَ ْر ُجونَ ِح‬
‫َو َك َّذبُوا بِآيَاتِنَا ِك َّذابًا‬
‫ص ْينَاهُ ِكتَابًا‬
َ ‫َو ُك َّل ش َْي ٍء أَ ْح‬
‫فَ ُذوقُوا فَلَن نَّ ِزي َد ُك ْم إِ ََّّل َع َذابًا‬
‫إِنَّ لِ ْل ُمتَّقِينَ َمفَا ًزا‬
‫ق َوأَ ْعنَابًا‬
َ ِ‫َحدَائ‬
َ
‫َو َك َوا ِع َب أ ْت َرابًا‬
‫سا ِدهَاقًا‬
ً ْ‫َو َكأ‬
‫س َمعُونَ فِي َها لَ ْغ ًوا َو ََّل ِك َّذابًا‬
ْ َ‫ََّّل ي‬
‫سابًا‬
َ ‫َج َزا ًء ِّمن َّربِّ َك َعطَا ًء ِح‬
‫ض َو َما بَ ْينَ ُه َما‬
َّ ‫َّر ِّب ال‬
ِ ‫س َما َوا‬
ِ ‫ت َو ْاْلَ ْر‬
‫ال َّر ْح َٰ َم ِن ۖ ََّل يَ ْملِ ُكونَ ِم ْنهُ ِخطَابًا‬
‫صفًا ۖ ََّّل‬
ُّ ‫يَ ْو َم يَقُو ُم‬
ُ ‫الر‬
َ ُ‫وح َوا ْل َم ََلئِ َكة‬
َ
َ
َ
َٰ
‫يَتَ َكلَّ ُمونَ إِ ََّّل َمنْ أ ِذنَ لهُ ال َّر ْح َمنُ َوقا َل‬
‫ص َوابًا‬
َ
‫ق ۖ فَ َمن شَا َء ات ََّخ َذ إِلَ َٰى‬
ُّ ‫َٰ َذلِ َك ا ْليَ ْو ُم ا ْل َح‬
‫َربِّ ِه َمآبًا‬
‫إِنَّا أَن َذ ْرنَا ُك ْم َع َذابًا قَ ِريبًا يَ ْو َم يَنظُ ُر‬
‫ا ْل َم ْر ُء َما قَ َّد َمتْ يَدَاهُ َويَقُو ُل ا ْل َكافِ ُر يَا‬
‫لَ ْيتَنِي ُكنتُ ت َُرابًا‬
65
y vienen en una multitud. [18]
El cielo se abrió como puertas. [19]
Las montañas serán eliminados,
como si fueran un espejismo. [20]
Gehena es inevitable. [21]
Para los transgresores; será su morada. [22]
Se quedan en el durante mucho tiempo. [23]
Nunca gusto en ella frialdad, ni una copa. [24]
Sólo un infierno, y la comida amarga. [25]
Una retribución justa. [26]
Nunca esperaron que rendir cuentas. [27]
Y totalmente rechazado nuestras señales. [28]
Contamos con todo en un registro. [29]
Sufren las consecuencias;
que sólo aumentará su retribución. [30]
Los justos han merecido una recompensa. [31]
Huertos y uvas. [32]
Magníficas cónyuges. [33]
Bebidas deliciosas. [34]
No van a escuchar tonterías o mentiras. [35]
Una recompensa de su Señor. [36]
Señor de los cielos y la tierra,
y todo lo que entre. El Compasivo.
Nadie puede derogar sus decisiones. [37]
El día que el Espíritu y los ángeles se alinean.
Ninguno hablará excepción permitida por
Se pronuncian sólo lo que es correcto. [38]
Tal es el día.
Refugiarse en el Señor. [39]
Les hemos advertido de una retribución.
Cuando todos examinan lo que han hecho,
y no dirá: “Oh, me gustaría ser el polvo.”
Because of the complicated nature of this story, I’ll be twisting the time-line, perhaps into a pretzel.
But prior to putting the puzzle, let’s add a piece. The next story was a Sherlock Holmes’s mystery.
It involved four possible suspects, one guilty party and a green eyed cat.
The three victims in my dream each represent a possible prisoner, a sin, a cell and/or a spirit.
I am using the word ‘sin’. You may substitute the word with ‘weakness’, ‘fault’ or ‘personality trait’.
When I refer to a sin, I’m describing an idea or action which causes disharmony within one’s self or
In the doctrine of ‘Alcoholics Anonymous’, they claim that the alcohol is not the problem,
but rather a ‘sickness of the mind’ causing the addiction.
Although the organization is somewhat religious, for the most part, it’s group therapy.
And although prison is operated as a money making system, for the most part, it’s group therapy.
A number of my mates would describe the place as rehab, or a place of healing.
In fact, the location of the wicked dream was that of a mental hospital.
The three victims of my dream (the three sins) represent three psychological deficiencies.
To determine these sins, I had to compare the victims of my dream to my fellow inmates.
As my time in captivity continued, I began to see certain similarities in the people passing.
Eventually, I became vigilant that the victims may have involved a spirit residing in each cell.
Let’s get started with the second victim of my dream, as his sin was the first that I perceived.
When the 1st two men entered, the one in front, at seeing my face, was scared stiff.
His ‘sin’ was ‘fear’. This could be described as a lack of confidence or perhaps, a lack of faith.
Fear creates prejudice and mistrust, prevents one from doing what’s right.
It stops people from fighting back and allows bullies to dominate their victims.
Inmate #3, ‘Little Ricky’ was by far, the wildest of the bunch.
He was constantly screaming and accusing everyone of lying.
He was always worried that the other inmates were going to attack him or his family outside.
And strangely enough, he would often yell, “If I’m already dead, then how am I still hearing you?”
The rest of the crew kept telling me (and themselves) that the man was simply out of his gourd.
But I don’t much accept ‘crazy’ and almost every time he would yell at me, calling me a liar,
I could see how it would correspond to a false idea in my mind (listening to the others tell their tales).
It’s as if the man could hear the voice in my head.
When he would yell at my roommates, it would often appear he was reading their minds as well.
I think this phenomenon may have something to do with the ‘thought police’ of Orwell’s ‘1984’.
Although I will admit, he was considerably crazy, having no control whatsoever over his anger,
During a short story about a ghost town. The author mentioned a ‘dead girl from Texas’.
I then saw the line ‘All my exes live in Texas’. It was about 2am, and everyone was asleep.
I looked over at Little Ricky lying in bed and called out to the old man, from within my head:
I wish you’d say something. I need a sign, so it’s true.
The ‘dead girl from Texas’, that’s talking about you.
Ricky reached up and scratched his nose with his right hand.
In Laredo, TX, there’s an old two-story building called ‘the white house’. They say it’s haunted.
They finally cemented the openings but a few years ago, you could enter through a back window.
Some kid showed me the place one time and that evening, I returned to camp out.
I cleared the trash in a room upstairs and laid down some carpet I’d discovered outside.
It was pretty comfortable, and I slept well but in the early AM, I had a dream.
I was walking through a desert area and came upon an old saloon (complete with swinging doors).
I reached up, knocked down some dirt and revealed the name ‘La Casa del Sol’.
I entered the establishment, and it was filled with spirits (and not just the alcohol).
I figured they were ghosts of a previous clientele and I walked around the bar for only a few seconds,
before I was awoken by three loud knocks on the door downstairs.
66
♫ He said travel anywhere your life takes you. ♫
Years ago, in Salem, Oregon, I read a book called ‘Half Empty, Half Full’.
In one experiment, there were two groups of rats, and two buckets of water.
In each bucket, there was just enough water that the rats were forced to swim
and in the center of one bucket, there was a small platform.
♫ Who is the clown? ♫
If discovered, it would allow the animal to stand on its toes, allowing air to reach its nose.
♫ Who is the fool? ♫
For each of the two test groups, the mice were forced to swim until they passed out.
♫ Which one knows to his bling? ♫
Naturally, the team with the platform was able to fight for life longer.
♫ And which one is lost in the game? ♫
But when the swimmer were switched, the results reversed.
♫ This world ain’t a wasteland. ♫
Those having no platform the first time, didn’t even notice it the second time.
♫ It just taste that way some times. ♫
However, many of the mice who’d utilized the platform in round one went even longer,
♫ It depends on the angle, ♫
searching for an island of support that wasn’t even there.
♫ On how you read your lines. ♫
Around week three, the Dasher was removed from his cell, because...
How do I put this subtly? DJ had in his possession, two bottles of a certain brown substance.
The term ‘dashing’ refers to one inmate throwing water at another. DJ didn’t like to use water.
I’m not getting into what happened, but he was relocated to his own private chambers.
The man was disturbed but for the most part, he was cool and I don’t believe he was in the dream.
I believe DJ was the green eyed cat and when he moved out, the Gringo moved in.
Like myself, Gomez had a very loud voice and one afternoon, we were having a conversation.
From me, Little Ricky was across the hall and for no good reason at all, he decided to dash me.
I simply backed up to the opposite wall, just out of the water’s reach.
He was doing no more than wetting my floor and at first, I made fun but after a moment or two,
I began giving the old guy his due, thanking him profusely for saving my life.
Over the last few months, I’d been losing control, letting my anger get the best of me.
I’d recently read a line, ‘If you don’t control your temper, your temper will control you.’
I was thanking Little Ricky for helping me open my eyes to that truth.
He calmed down and within hours, Ricky was released and replaced by ‘Father Frankie’.
I’ll not have much to say about Frankie, until he moved to cell #1 but when he did,
he was replaced by a dirty, long-haired fella named Rastafyin’ Ralphy.
This one played his part very well and kept mentioning my making of the movie ‘Ocean’s Eleven’.
He was always responding to my thoughts but seemed to be oppressed, more than possessed.
He was constantly coughing. Dry heaving like he was trying to get something out of his throat.
Perhaps he was fighting against the ghost’s possession?
67
During another experiment, two groups were to write a phrase 50 times, filling in the blank.
One team wrote ‘I’m glad I have (this).’ While the other, ‘I wish I had (that).’
Then the testers took a survey, asking each person a number of questions
regarding their personal past, present and future. The answers were affected by their moods.
The ‘haves’ were happy. They found fond memories of days of old and had high hopes.
However, the ‘have nots’ were not. They saw sadness and figured on failure for the future.
I’ll move on to the next victim very soon but first, I want to describe Casper, the crazy ghost in cell #3.
Of the original eight, there were a few at which Ricky never yelled.
As far as I could tell, Raul the Rabbit was innocent.
I never recognized how he could hurt a fly and will not place him at this time.
Don Juan arrived at the same time as myself. I took cell #7 and he took #8.
Although he had a little trouble letting go of the smoke, he was a good kid.
He’d recently begun reading the Bible and was well on his way to a ‘spiritual recovery’.
Intelligent and calm, he never argued and for the most part, he was able to follow the points I made.
He even requested that I direct all ‘spiritual questions’ towards him.
The youngster never had answers but by his listening skills, I was able to find them from within myself.
In this little play on life, he was John the Baptist, the ‘old friend’ who first appeared in my dream.
The Don moved on, I moved from cell #7 to #8 and he was replaced by lil’Lopez.
When I re-met that first character in my dream, I greeted ‘him and his friend’.
The friend played only a tiny part in the dream and disappeared just after I took the quick right.
On the block, the corresponding character was in cell #3.
King David was one of my favorite members of the crew, as he reminded me of Arthur Jr. in Mexico.
A victim of epilepsy since early childhood, ‘Kevin’ would often yell out randomly.
Our friendship was the obvious reason for the love received so freely from his father.
Inmate #3 was very similar in that David was constantly calling out randomly.
In one way, the Half Empty / Half Full philosophy is part of the plot of ‘Plato’s Cave’.
The delusion of a defining failure is a personally plotted prison and if a person is unable to penetrate
the walls of a rickety reasoning, they will never realize a world outside their own mind made misery.
And a toddler raised right, untouched and in tune, provided with tons of toys and a silver spoon,
may never understand the sad song of a man, sleeping in the streets and living to mouth from hand.
Once David was released, he was replaced by an extremely happy young man named Danielson.
The following was recorded during that single day:
“It’s so cool man, you’ve been writing the story since the beginning.”
He calls me M&M. About an hour ago they moved him in. Similar to David, but not so random.
He’s much more outspoken, his randomness makes more sense, and he ignores everyone but me.
He says the reason he had to test me is because he wants to introduce something new.
What’s new?
I think:
And he answers,
“Free cars. Free ride.”
He says we’re creating our own lives with our own info. Rabbit walks up and he says, “Hey Leo.”
Says he’s love. Rabbit says he hates him. Says he can explain, but he likes to keep secrets.
Says that it’s being recorded,
“M&M rapping in his super suit.”
What does quantum mechanics have to do with time travel?
I hear him say something and think:
“Do you want me to cut you? In past, present and future? You’re in the dark two generations later.”
He mentioned “seven months and getting tired of this head virus.”
“You need to keep to yourself, ‘cause if M&M doesn’t punch you,
you’re gonna keep lying to yourself, lying in jail.”
He’s bringing sexy back. It’s called brain-right. Good thoughts all day.
I guess he took Peter Pan pretty seriously. I think my pen in running out of in...
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After Danielson was released, they brought in a crazy old vet named Molesto.
Immediately, I heard him mumbling. The next morning, the guards tapped on his window.
When he didn’t respond, they dragged him back downstairs to suicide watch (the hole).
Now as far as I’m concerned, the tapping is torture. They do a roll call half a dozen times a day.
And if someone doesn’t answer, they’ll beat on the window until he’s awake.
Sometimes, they tap on a window for nothing and run away, as soon as the inmate turns.
They even enjoy flashing lights through the windows, disturbing the sleepers’ peaceful slumber.
This last torture technique was actually mentioned in the Steven King novel.
I stopped answering the roll call, a guard tapped on my window and I flipped him off.
He gave me a little shave and a haircut, and they never tapped again.
Later, when it was time for ‘lista’, I’d recite various 9-11/911 speeches, until they moved on.
Speaking of the Eleventh of September.
✟Revelation 12:1-3 And a great sign appeared in heaven, a woman clothed with the sun,
and the moon under her feet, and on her head a crown of 12 stars; and she was with child,
and she cried out, being in labor pains to give birth. And another sign appeared in heaven;
a great red dragon having seven heads and 10 horns, and on his heads were seven diadems. ✟
Dr. Ernest L. Martin shows in his book,
‘The Star of Bethlehem: The Star that Astonished the World’,
that the signs in the sky shown in Revelation 12:1-3,
occurred on September 11, 3 BC.
The waxing sliver of a New Moon appears under the feet of Virgo,
who is now “clothed with the sun” shining brightly in her belly,
with Mercury and Venus at her head.
If we consider the nine bright stars of Leo at and above her head,
along with the planets Jupiter, Venus and Mercury,
we have an exact match to the description.
So I been thinking about thoughts.
Good, bad, racing, sexy, sadistic, self-involved and soul searching.
In chapter 6, I wrote ‘It was a scream’ to tell a story
for which I could not otherwise find the words.
I’m yet unable to explain the images and sensations experienced during this daydream,
(although, since then, I’ve recreated the experience without the help of hallucinogens),
but I will describe one aspect of the act. I was filled with positive energy.
At the very onset of any ideas of fear, sadness, anger and especially doubt,
I would have the sensation of destroying (or consuming) those ideas.
This was a visualization of something I’d learned through the practice of meditation.
For the most part, that’s all it takes to keep bad times at bay. And it’s only one way.
Another? Just be happy. They say smiling makes you feel better. And it’s true.
All the happy thoughts and positive energy you need will soon follow.
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The second bad guy in my dream (which was technically victim #1) was the man in the suit.
His malady was ‘vanity’, one of the ‘Seven Deadly’ from ‘Dante’s Divine’.
These seven are subcategories of the same condition. They are each a creation of the ego.
An inflated ego places more importance on one’s desires than on the needs of the greater good.
The crew informed me that Pumpkin-head Puente was Brother-in-Law to the District Attorney.
Quite often he would mention his mafia connections, saying that his family ‘owns Mexico’.
But whether a con, crazy or connected, who cares? Let’s move on to the uniform.
God, grant me the serenity,
The general purpose of the police is to protect the rights of the people.
However, when an official is capitalized, the goals of the greater good are often abandoned.
To accept the things I cannot change,
It took time to determine the nature of the beast of victim #3 but when the Gringo arrived,
it was obvious who was the problematic prisoner. And the clues came quickly.
I had to wait three seconds for the third bad guy to show up. Gomez got there during week three.
The victim was shot down in the door-well & Gomez was whimpering before even entering the block.
The confidence to change the things I can,
When in Mexico, if someone doesn’t know my name, they will often use a racial term.
This is always meant with love, like a man calling his wife ‘mi negra’.
‘Qüero’ means ‘white guy’, but an even more popular title for me is ‘gringo’.
They say the term originated when the US army came down to steal Texas from Mexico,
and that it refers to the green military uniforms: ‘Verde Va’ = ‘Green Go’ = ‘Gringo’.
And the wisdom to know the difference,
I don’t think the fellows fighting at the Alamo were wearing green, but that’s what they say.
Gomez wasn’t even white, but he was military. In fact, he was a security officer for the Air Force.
The guy was filled with anger and had the hugest ego. I’ve never met a man so self-righteous.
But even after making the connection, I was still having a hard time discerning the sin.
Living one day at a time,
Help was received in another dream.
I was sitting at a computer playing solitaire when suddenly,
I was being pushed away from the desk in a wheelchair, as the nurse patted me on the shoulder.
I wasn’t really playing cards. It was a fantasy.
Enjoying one moment at a time,
That day, while we argued, Gomez made the statement,
“What if I hadn’t called myself a cop? What if I called myself a nurse?”
and the comprehension came in cashing.
Like I said, the location of the wicked dream was that of a hospital.
I thought of the victim as a patient pretending to be a nurse
and realized that in Gomez’s fantasy, he’s wasn’t a prisoner, he was still an officer.
Accepting hardship, as a pathway to peace.
Although none as much as the Gringo, the inmates would fight to run the block.
This can be directly related to the way in which people obsess with running their own lives,
and are miserable when things don’t go exactly as they want.
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Them guys are living in a dream, A nighttime-mare as it would seem,
And all on through the night, They feud & fight, Can’t even hear their screams.
I do not care about their loss, ‘Cause they think they are their own boss,
And all on through the day, They waste away, Stuck under their own cross.
How hard it is to open eyes, Guess I’ll ignore the crazy cries,
And move on down the road, Next episode, Preparing for prime time.
And when it’s finally been forgotten, Root revealed and really rotten,
Guess I’ll find a friend, And try again, With every eye I’m dottin’.
After finishing the short stories, DJ lent me another Steven King novel titled,
‘Under the Dome’.
A small town in Maine has been trapped by an invisible barrier, and no one can enter or leave.
In the story, many of the children in town have seizures and yell out prophesy.
One message refers to the ‘Pumpkin King’. The kids claim that he’s causing all the trouble.
Ricky couldn’t have hated anyone as much as #1. He was always calling the guy a pumpkin-head.
A very large man, with a very large head, Puente often appeared to be acting like a child.
He was very spoiled, always lying and repeatedly asked the same questions regarding his case.
He’d accrued a number of Styrofoam plates and placed them betwixt the bars, blocking the view.
I figured it out pretty quickly and ignored him entirely after that.
Obsessive–Compulsive Disorder (OCD) is an anxiety disorder characterized
by intrusive thoughts that produce uneasiness, apprehension, fear or worry (obsessions),
and repetitive behaviors aimed at reducing the associated anxiety (compulsions).
Symptoms include excessive washing or cleaning, repeated checking, extreme hoarding,
preoccupation with sexual, violent or religious thoughts, relationship-related obsessions,
and rituals such as opening and closing a door a number of times before walking through.
The acts of those who have OCD may appear paranoid and potentially psychotic.
Puente did have power with the police, but all that changed when the Gringo arrived.
He was indeed an ex-cop, but that’s only a small part. His full name was Miguel Angel Gomez.
I don’t know if he really believed himself to be the Arch Angel, but he took his name seriously.
When I informed him that Ricky kept calling Puente a pumpkin-head
and that Steven King claimed all the problems to be the fault of the Pumpkin King,
Gomez really took it to heart and within 24 hours, the power was distributed.
Unfortunately, sometimes, power can corrupt.
One line from Danielson was,
“If M&M doesn’t punch you, you’re gonna keep lying to yourself, lying in jail.”
When he said ‘lying to yourself’, he was referring to ‘denial’.
Denial, in ordinary English usage, is asserting that a statement or allegation is not true.
The same word is used for a psychological defense mechanism postulated by Sigmund Freud,
in which a person is faced with a fact that is too uncomfortable to accept and rejects it instead,
insisting that it is not true, despite what may be overwhelming evidence.
✟ 1 Samuel 2:25 ~ But they would not listen to the voice of their father,
for it was the will of the Lord to put them to death. ✟
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Later, Puente was released, and Father Frankie moved from cell #4 to cell #1.
After the move, Gomez and Frankie began battling. Up until then, they were practically friends.
I figure the problem was primarily positioning. By the cell’s numbering, the two closest to the door
(and therefore, the two inmates with the most access and influence with the guards) were cells 1 & 5.
However, inmate #5 tended to ignore the whole ordeal, and his power was transferred to cell #6.
At first, there was a constant fight between Puente (#1) and DJ (#6).
Later on, the fight was between Frankie (#1) and Gomez (#6).
I say the situation was a simple struggle for strength but since I’m in to ghost stories right now,
let me talk about that option. The guards had informed me that the building is haunted,
and that one spirit is of an officer who’d been struck by lightning outside.
They say the guard’s ghost wonders the halls at night.
I doubt this dead cop has been hanging out all day in cell #6, but it does make for a neat story.
And that an ex-cop is inhabiting the cell inhabited by the ghost of an ex-cop,
that’s the stuff a writer’s dreams are made of.
When Frankie moved into cell #1, his attitude quickly changed.
He began hording items (cups, coffee, Kool-Aid and the little bars of soap).
Puente used plates to limit the view, but Frankie would hang his blanket, blocking the entire entrance.
When Father Frankie was released, lil’Lopez moved from cell #7 to cell #1.
I don’t believe #5 was in the dream. He was the guilty party or perhaps the Pumpkin King.
Testy Tyrone was a smooth talker and also claimed to be a prophet.
At first, I thought he was indeed enlightened but once I was near enough to pay attention,
I realized that he only preached about such things as ‘the pain in God’s love’.
He’d use words of hatred and racism to anger the others and though he enjoyed insulting his inmates,
he would scream (and throw his own waste) when anyone would talk about him.
Part of the problem was in the design of his cell.
There was a small hall leading back to a sleeping area, located behind the shared shower.
This meant that he could throw things at others, but the others had no access to dash him back.
This created an overwhelming sense of security, inflaming his ego.
He was also a gringo (ex-Navy) and was deeply in denial, always lying to himself and others.
After Lopez moved to cell #1, he and Gomez didn’t fight, but Tyrone began fighting them both.
This resulted in #1 and #6 combining forces and completely dominating the floor.
All day long, they’d take turns letting each other out, and no one else would be released to shower.
Fortunately, this lasted only a few days before the conflict collapsed in a convenient conclusion.
Rasta was released from cell #4, Lopez returned to cell #7 and I took my place in cell #1.
Within another 24 hours, Gomez tucked his tail retreating all the way back to cell #8.
Finally, with the Major at the helm, tranquility quickly covered the corny coals,
friendly fellowship finalized the feud, and powerful peace patiently parted the watery words of war.
In the Sherlock Holmes mystery, Watson solved the crime before the inspector.
One evening, reading my story, I said that he couldn’t hurt a fly and heard the Rabbit giggle.
Early the next morning, I heard him say, “Is that a boy or a girl? It looks like a girl.”
I furrowed my forehead but was busy with breakfast, and didn’t pay much mind to the matter.
After dinner that evening, Rabbit went to the floor and said it to my face, “You looked like a girl.”
This time, I responded with, “So, you look like a clown.”
As soon as I’d said the words, I knew, for all I knew, they could be true. I might still not have a clue.
I looked at the young man with an impressed grin and stated, “I can’t believe it!”
He smiled back and said, “Don’t be mad.”
Now, without a third eyed view inside, I can’t really say that Raul turned out to be Watson
but shortly afterword, he gave me a picure he and lil’Lopez had drawn together.
The image implied that the pumpkin-headed Pumpkin King was no more than a scarecrow.
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♫ Daydream ♫
There’s a scarecrow included in the MGM film ‘The Wizard of OZ’.
♫ I fell asleep amid the flowers ♫
In the movie, based on a book by L. Frank Baum, the scarecrow has no brains.
♫ For a couple of hours ♫
Even by the character’s somewhat ludicrous movements, you might not apprehend
that a lack of intelligence was the issue, if the film had no volume.
♫ On a beautiful day ♫
You might even think the character to be crazy.
♫ I dream a dirty dream of you baby ♫
But I guess you’d be crazy to be watching the movie with the sound turned down.
Unless you weren’t interested in ‘The wizard of OZ’, but ‘Dark Side of the Rainbow’.
♫ You’re crawling on the bathroom floor ♫
This is accomplished by loading the Pink Floyd album ‘Dark Side of the Moon’
and hitting play at the moment of the third road of the MGM lion starting the movie.
♫ You float around the room and you’re naked ♫
You then kill the volume on the wizard and enjoy some amazing synchronizations
♫ Then you’re flying out the bedroom door ♫
When Dorothy lands in OZ and opens the door into the incredible land,
you’ll hear a cash register’s ka-ching, ka-ching, as ‘Money’ begins to play.
♫ I dream a dirty dream of you baby ♫
By the time the scarecrow shows up, you’ll have reached the title track of the album
and hear the lyrics describe him as ‘the lunatic’ both ‘on the grass’ and ‘in my head’.
♫ You’re swinging from the chandelier ♫
The most amazing moment in the cinematic display of the Wizard of OZ,
is of a door being opened from a world of black and white, into that of vivid color.
♫ I’m climbing up the walls ’Cause I want you ♫
The album cover for Dark Side of the Moon features a prism,
white light entering from the left, and a rainbow exiting right.
♫ But when I reach you, You disappear ♫
A prism is a triangle, a sign commonly utilized by the ‘Illuminati’,
the ‘illumined’ artists or artists influenced or controlled by the Illuminati or whatever.
♫ Daydream ♫
I’ll not get too deep, but the triangle with the eye (the masonic ‘Three Points of Light’)
represents the orbital cycle of Mercury, with the Sun (the eye of Horus) in the middle.
♫ I dream of you amid the flowers ♫
And Earth and Mercury do not just align three times, but Pi (π) times per year.
♫ For a couple of hours ♫
Exactly 3.1415926...
♫ Such a beautiful day ♫
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So I guess it was about a few months ago, While traveling to the City of Mexico,
I was working a truck stop on the 57;
I was pushing my fliers and books, For fun and/or rides giving looks,
When a wheeler willed weed, Straight from heaven;
I decided it was time for a break, Hide from the hot sun and get baked,
And towards the edge of the lengthy lot I went walking;
Where I discovered a dude at his truck, Like he was waiting for me, just my luck,
And as I got to smoke, we got to talking;
To my mind and himself he kept whispering, In a gentle, mental world of words was listening,
It was another hot and heavy host for ghosts;
With some time he put in a CD, They were the Rolling Stones’ MP3s,
And I was asked if I could translate. Just a dose;
I did a pretty crappy job from the first, And not from missing understanding of the words,
But because they came to me as a surprise;
I swear to God that of the plot, I was the subject, Ears glued, tongue tied, I couldn’t budge it,
And by the meaning my mind was mesmerized;
He gave on up after a fail or few, And while we chatted, he let a song play through,
When that one ended, I swear it was insane;
The next in line, right on time, 78, The title ‘MAN’, as in the son of, was displayed,
It was the musical biography of MajorMigraine;
When all was said and done, desiring dinner, My friend and I into a restaurant entered,
He ordered tacos, I asked for coffee and gave my pitch;
It’s as if she didn’t even know I’d spoken, Be it a sin, yet once again, my heart was broken,
I rolled my eyes and gave a sigh, but couldn’t bitch;
I’d had enough, I gave it up, I took a sit, Inside my head the voice shut up and bit by bit,
I noticed that my new friend was the only movement;
Every other one included in the crowd, Just stared ahead, like they were waiting for a bow,
They fixed their eyes on me, And stopped what they were doing;
My friend was looking with a smile back and forth, And to the crowd, aloud and proud, he did report,
“Sin Dios, Estamos parados.”
They all went actively agreeing with their “Sí’s”, Until their gazes dumbfounded returned to me,
The guy took one last look around and he asked the crowd, “Y el diablo?”
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Conclusión
100 Days in the Desert Discovering Destiny:
A Deletion of Desires, Or Death by Dehydration?
Conclusion
It’s November the 8th, 2014, my worst birthday ever.
I was listening to the newest #2, thinking of how to start a new story:
He told the crew his name was Larry, but he also calls himself the devil. He calls me ‘Jesus Christ’.
I just had the thought:
Maybe he only calls me Jesus, because I kinda call myself that in my mind.
And he yelled out in anger, “NO! They call you Jesus! That’s what they called you.”
The next day, he moved to cell #7, and the Queen of England arrived.
I heard her say something about not paying attention, and so I did.
Immediately, I heard, “I’ve been trying to get you to work on your temper for some time.”
A phrase has been often repeated on a local radio station, ‘Escapa de lo que puedes, si puedes.’
I believe that’s why I’m in jail, to escape. At the end of my first week downstairs, I made a decision.
As I laid me down to sleep, after breaking my fast, I quietly stated this decision to myself,
“I am going to take a nap and when I awake, I will be released from prison.”
I know now, as I know I knew then, that I wasn’t referring to the building in which I’m held captive,
but a prison of my mind’s making, in which my happiness is held.
November 10 (Day 78) ~ My trial begins today (or rather tomorrow, I guess I’ll say).
And by the way, I’d no idea that this was day 78, until I’d written the number.
I’ve never been to prison in the 3rd world. I can’t say how it compares, but I’ve not seen such neglect.
The guards here seem to purposefully allow the worsts of the prisoners to run the block.
And when they act up, everyone gets punished. Just last week, we went three days without water.
I’m going to make an official request to be moved and tomorrow, I’m declaring a hunger strike.
I’ll not eat or drink anything, until released from prison or at least removed from cell-block 3E.
I’ve been planning this protest for a while, but it really all began weeks ago.
During the same day, they brought in two problem children. First was a man they called Detroit.
He moved into cell #4 and was the craziest combo of Ricky and the Rasta.
Extremely loud and angry, he was always yelling at the guards and other inmates.
He complained about everything, late into the evening and starting again at the crack of dawn.
And if a man made a peep, while he was trying to sleep, he would throw things.
Then they brought the Joker into cell #2, his clown face permanent, inked in blue.
He didn’t yell (much) but would steal food, and threw more crap than anyone so far.
After a week, they removed Joker (during a particularly messy moment), and Detroit took cell #2.
Within a day, done with the dashing, I begged to me removed from the block,
but the ‘best they could do’ was to move me to the other side of the room.
I guess all he wanted was a win, and it went well enough for a weekend but then,
Detroit was released, Joker moved back in, and the food thieving began again.
And then, this morning when the mail arrived, I thought I heard my name.
But the guy on the floor gave me no gift and soon afterwards,
inmate #5 received a letter from his Aunt Becky (and Tyrone did tease).
I didn’t think the thievery had really happened but with the craziness and neglect in 3E,
it’s hard enough to contact the outside, and even more difficult to get it done on the in.
I put up a sign declaring the hunger strike and within minutes, a guard was writing the message.
I turned on the radio and heard,
♫ I know what I’m doing. Talk about a revolution. ♫
That evening, when I was out to take my shower, I made a prisoner request to be ‘reclassified’
and officially announce my peaceful protest. This was when Tyrone showed me the envelope.
His lawyer’s name was ‘Beckie’. I explained that I didn’t really think he’d stolen my Aunt’s letter,
but the very idea was what needed to push me to take the next step.
And finally, to tie up the night with a nice little bow, Tyrone was released to go home.
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(Day 79) ~ Along with last night’s declaration, I also submitted a request for a phone call.
This morning, I made it out first and into cell #5, protecting me from all dashing.
I’m now comfortable enough to remain in 3E but don’t want my protest to be a joke.
So I’ve added a note. As long as I get my phone call, I’ll cancel the strike.
I’m starting slow, moderating my metabolism, by eating a few bites a day at first.
I’ll be down to my morning milk by this weekend and on Monday, I’ll cut out the milk.
Only minutes before beginning today’s log, I received a sad message:
♫ Murimos juntos. ♫
I guess we’ll see if it turns out to be true but when they were serving dinner,
I asked if the guard knew how long the human body could survive without water.
Moments later, they were taking my demands.
(Day 80) ~ Lunch has come and gone, and I’ve eaten my measly bite,
while overhearing another nasty, stupid, stolen food fight.
I just wish they’d do their jobs, so I didn’t have to do mine. I’ll cut out the coffee tomorrow.
I was lying here now, thinking to myself about what will be the end result.
Will I really be dying for humanity, or will this be a revolution of the mind,
in which I’ll find food and water to be virtually unneeded.
Suddenly, I heard the mariachi in the room singing:
♫ Al fin que no te vas a ver sed. ♫
I turned on the radio and heard:
♫ God is love and all I need ♫
To be honest, I feel no hunger whatsoever.
(Day 82) ~ This morning, I put up a new sign mentioning the mariachi.
A guard beat on my window, demanding that I remove the piece of paper, and I ignored him.
The music keeps letting me know, everything’s good to go.
♫ Don’t believe me, just watch. ♫
I just can’t believe it’s taken this long. And all for a phone call. Something I’m supposed to receive
A few minutes ago, I decided to trade a couple of pieces of paper for half a cup of coffee.
I didn’t really want the stimulant but figured, why not? As soon as it was gone, I wanted more.
That’s the point of the mariachi’s message. Don’t give into temptations, and temptations won’t tempt.
Weeks ago, I’d created a cartoon of a tall white rabbit in a prisoner uniform.
It included the caption, ‘Silly Inmates, Kool-Aid’s for Kids.’
Anytime the guards are angry, they cut off the Kool-Aid as punishment.
Personally, I don’t drink the stuff, but I have occasionally caved for cause of the crave for coffee.
Once all worldly desires have been removed, there’s nothing the world can do to control you.
‘Al fin, no te vas a ver sed.’ Apparently, the final result of this fight, will be freedom.
♫ Después de la tormenta, El amor es el que cuenta. ♫
(Day 84) ~ They stuck a new neighbor across from Larry, and he blew up at the man of many.
I tried to calm the kid, telling him not to take it too personally. That Larry can’t control it.
That the Queen of England, Hitler and the devil are all in there fighting with each other.
I paused and added, I think Jesus is supposed to be in there too.
Suddenly, Larry began yelling at me, pointing a finger in my face, “NO! You are not in here.”
(Day 85) ~ It’s Monday morning for what should be my final full week in Webb County.
I’ve been hearing many messages lately about canceling my plans.
‘Escapa de lo que puedes.’ ’Be open for anything.’ ‘Live in the moment and be free.’
On those notes, I’m canceling the strike.
I’ve gained more control of my hunger and thirst, I’ve gained more power in this place
and I’ve done it all on my own terms. I’ve no real reason to continue, so I’ll stop.
I tore down the signs, turned on the radio and heard a DJ say, “You can stop wars with that song.”
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(Day 86) ~ Last night, a female guard was at the door talking to one of the inmates.
♫ All the leaves are brown ♫
When I had the chance, I yelled out, ¡Niña! Diga elefante.
♫ And the sky is grey ♫
She was being very distracted by the kids, and I couldn’t get her all the way to French,
but Joker got a kick out of the conversation and has mentioned elephants a number of times.
♫ I’ve been for a walk ♫
As I see an insect walk the wall in front of me, here’s a story, ‘The Ant and the Elephant’
♫ On a winter’s day ♫
An ant, traveling in the desert, hears of an oasis to the west and wants to reach the paradise.
♫ I’d be safe and warm ♫
A wise old owl pays a visit to let him know, he’s heading in the wrong direction.
♫ If I was in L.A. ♫
The ant’s on top of an elephant, and the elephant is is aimed east.
♫ California dreaming ♫
However, the owl explains, the ant has control over the elephant’s mind
and with concentration, he’ll go wherever the insect wants
♫ On such a winter’s day ♫
The book explains that the ant represents the reader, and the elephant is the world.
Rather than struggling, your mind can influence reality into producing what you want.
It’s another way of saying mind’s over matter. That our inner thoughts effect the world
♫ You’re the reason I’ve been waiting all these years.
Somebody holds the key. ♫
Every individual is one piece of the puzzle. Every will is only one piece of the will of mankind.
♫ Stopped into a church, I passed along the way ♫
My mind has dominance over a world of which you are part,
and I am part of that same world, over which your mind has dominance.
♫ Well I got down on my knees, and I pretend to pray ♫
Our wills are part of the universal ‘will of God’, and reality is dominated by that will.
♫ You know the preacher like the cold ♫
Depending on your individual strength of mind, a large part of reality is controllable.
♫ He knows I’m gonna stay ♫
The larger piece that is out of control, isn’t chaotic but being controlled by the will of others.
♫ If I didn’t tell her ♫
Within the big picture, each piece of the puzzle is necessary, for your will to be accomplished.
♫ I could leave today ♫
The things in life you do not want are there as part of a path leading to the things that you do.
♫ California dreaming ♫
Hindsight is 20/20 and once you get to where you want to be,
you’ll see you wanted everything.
♫ On such a winter’s day ♫
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(Day 91) ~ Well, I just lost my job, my home, and everything I own, and I wasn’t even indicted.
♫ We’ve all just gotta be, and then we’re free. ♫
Luckily, I have no home, own nothing and this is my job.
♫ It’s like I hear an angel calling in the music. ♫
♫
I scribbled something last night but a roommate said it sounded depressing, so I’ll try again.
And not just because of him.
Sing my love. ♫
♫ I’ll never say never again. ♫
I’d written that I found no truth regarding right and wrong.
But when I’d finished, I turned on the radio and heard:
♫ Tu me puedes ayudar. ♫
♫ Esas son puras mentiras. ♫
♫ Misery loves company. ♫
And it’s true, I was lying when I said I’d learned nothing.
I learned that the real root of evil is ego.
♫ And you’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.
And the real reason that people remain dirty and defiled is because of denial.
♫ Life is what happens while you’re busy making excuses. ♫
I came in steaming and screaming and will be leaving leisurely.
♫ Sí mi amor, he regalado. ♫
And in the middle of a crowd that can’t hear what I say, I can learn my own lessons and walk away.
♫ Here you are, dancing in the dark. ♫
And as far as the spirit is concerned, here’s what I have: One morning in cell one,
I was thinking to myself (very quietly) about some subject, and I guess I didn’t understand something
because in a ‘louder’ voice, I had the thought:
Wait! That can’t be right.
Suddenly, in that softer voice, I ‘heard’:
You don’t know anything about the spirit!
And that softer voice disappeared.
I don’t know whether or not that quite voice was coming from a different ‘place’,
but whatever it is, I’m guessing it’s got to be a cricket, here to help become a real live boy.
(Day 92) ~ OK, one more freaky note from last night: I was listening to a song,
♫ I know you’re lying, if you’re lips are moving. Tell me if you think I’m dumb. ♫
Later, thinking about that song, directed at the devil,
Yeah, I think you’re kinda dumb.
And Larry let his out loud, “Please stop insulting me.”
♫ Are we out of the woods yet? ♫
OK, so if all beings are part of the same Being,
Then when the being in the artist asked if she was being dumb, the being in me said, yes.
By being insulted, Larry’s being asked my being to stop being insulting.
I figure that God offended herself.
However, Larry keeps on saying, We are not particle. I guess there could be gobs of ghosts.
Or there may be two beings (one being black, and the other being yellow).
Or maybe there’s another being outside the two. Perhaps ‘God’ is beyond good and evil.
The thing is, every man’s left is another man’s right. Every man’s right is another man’s wrong.
And during the day, it’s nighttime for the rest of the world.
The Yin-Yang is a circle, and the two are within the whole. I wonder what’s outside that circle.
But before we find what’s outside, I guess we gotta figure the inside out. Has help arrived?
The word ‘Christ’ represents the ‘spirit of God’. The ‘Christ in You’.
The Key Master and the Gate Keeper just got together and opened a portal to the spirit world.
And I suppose you’d better call someone because apparently, the dead have returned.
They’ve come back as ghost, in the form of spirit, the form of Christ.
The dead in Christ have risen.
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