"i sometimes feel like an alien creature for which there is no earthly explanation. sure i have human form, walking erect with oposing digits but my mind is upside down. i feel like a run on sentence in a punctuation crazy world and i see the world around me like a mad collective dream, an endless stream of people move like ants on the freeway. cell phones, PC's and digital displays. in money we trust, we'll find happiness, prevailing attitude. like a genetically modified, irradiated big mac that's somehow symbolic of food. morality is legislated, prisons over populated, religion is incorporated. the profit motive has permeated all activity. we pay our government to let us park on the street and war is the biggest money makers of all. we all know missile envy only comes from being small. politicians and prostitutes are comfortable together. i wonder if they talk about the strange change in the weather. this government was founded by, of and for the people but everybody feels it's like a giant open sore. they don’t represent us anymore. and blaming the president for the countries' woes is like yelling at a puppet for
the way it sings. who’s the man behind the curtain pulling the strings? a billion people sitting watching their TV in a room that they call living. but as for me, I see living as loving. and since there is no loving room
I sit on the grass under a tree dreaming of the way things used to be. pre-industrial revolution. which of course was before the rivers and oceans and skies were polluted. before parkinsons and mad cows and all the conveluted cacafony of bad
ideas like skyscrapers and tree paper and earth rapers like monsanto and dupont had there ways as they continue to today. this was pre-us. back when the buffalo roamed and the Indian's home was the forest and god
was nature and heaven was here and now. can you imagine clean water and food and air, living in community with
animals and people who care? do you dare to feel responsible for
every dollar you lay down? you're gonna make the rich man richer or you're gonna stand your ground? you say you want a revolution, a communal evolution, to be a part of the
solution...?
Maybe I’ll be seeing you around…..”
Woody Harrelson
Woody Harrelson
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