Masters Of War

Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks. You that never done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly. Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain. You fasten all the triggers For the others to fire Then you set back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion' As young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud. You've thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed You ain't worth the blood That runs in your veins. How much do I know To talk out of turn You might say that I'm young You might say I'm unlearned But there's one thing I know Though I'm younger than you That even Jesus would never Forgive what you do. Let me ask you one question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul. And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand over your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead.------- Bob Dylan 1963

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Living while dying for and from fear


Fear has its roots in our DNA. It has been fed to us since the beginning of time.

We devour it to no end, as if it is our only nourishment.
We lay at the trough of fear begging for our next dose.


We fear the known, and most of all we fear the unknown.
It has no meaning.
We act and react to fear for any reason at all.


We fear our own shadow aside the reflection in the mirror.
We live in fear awaiting the last fear of death.

We relish the thought of our ever lasting fear.
It keeps us out of the realm of reality.


We condone and wait for a new fear to be brought upon us.


Not to worry.
The Masters of Fear never sleep.
Our revolving chair on the hamster wheel of fear is their amusement park.


Chaos and horror is their driving force. Be it real or manufactured.
Fear is a tool, a mechanism to be used as a cog in the machine of the regime. Any and all regimes have, do, and will use it.

Even the regime that you live under and duly elected.

Playing the fear card is even more horrific in a democracy because its citizens believe that it has to be true.

It has to be true because the people that are the fear mongers were duly elected by and for the people.


Fearing death is the greatest absurdity of all.

Do not fear death, welcome it.
Grasp it, and understand death as it speaks to you.


For it is the only truth to power that waits for our awakening.


Once you overcome the last fear of death, you will be truly free.

For nothing ends.
It just changes.

Tao Dao Man 

May peace be with you.

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