a minimal subliminal cyclical redundancy
meanderings by rm dustin
This place I deposit thoughts, E-noodlings where my synapses have coagulated recent perceptions. There are no absolutes. Like all manifestations it has had its evolutionary moments. This is the latest. There will likely be more...
About Me
I live with many free thinking, free spirited, patriotically challenged, religiously void life-jesters here in and around the delta, scattered in-between the tributaries of the Skagit, peppering the hillsides, or burrowed into micro valleys. They are my friends; spirits entwined, layered, and folded within this realm where aboriginal and Norse lore meld amongst the mists sent inland by salted surges. I am not here by chance.
12/27/07
I wonder if we could
storm the house called white
undercover of darkness
and insurgent in our determination
knowing damn well
that we are doing it for the good of all
even though we never got the alls' permission
I ponder the possibilities
of dragging
the bush
the cheney
the rice
from zoned comfort
fortified untouchable exclusivity
into the dark
feet first
into blackwater black vans
teleported to unknown knowns
where our national security can be elevated
I think of potentials
water boarding our way into confessions
of the highest breaches of faith
underminings of law
dangerous decisions
manipulated truths
resulting in mayhem
death
mutilation
I consider the result
emasculated authority
dragged through a gauntlet on pennsylvania ave
as the new and improved axis of evil are kicked
stoned
spat upon
and then if still able
tossed into a box
kept sealed for a year
or six
no legal recourse
no defined crime
no charges brought
just doing it because it is in the best interest of
the all
and not telling the all about it
except we are doing the right thing
and not to worry
shhhh...



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