In an alternatve reality this rant/poem is not sarcastic

Are you sick and tired of all this equality in the world
all this peace has got to go.
the left wing government has messed up this country to no end
there is no rich or poor yet everyone's got what they need
I'm sick of it all Think I'll start a war

it'll be hard since there's really not much to fight over
borders were erased years ago, and all the resourses are shared
we've realised that were animals and returned to the cycle
religions have become a personal experiance that is shared for enlightment
prejudice is gone because the blood in all womans vains
has been mixed like a rainbow in a blender were all just humans now
I'm sick of it all, what were we thinking, got to do something
Think I'll build a wall to stand behind
Better start a war

Maybe I could..could build a bomb but for that I'd need a factory
and they went out with green house gas.
The peacefull revolution against the oil, and polution
we never thought it would last...but it did now that's past
living human powered combined with solar energy
makes it preety hard to fly destruction overseas.
But I've got to do something, this co-egsistance must come to an end
got to start a war

are you with me
pick up a rock and hurt someone
are you with me
sharpen your tools turn your farms into fuel for the fight
are you with me
build a better weapon to keep the others down
lift your hands to the sky and fight just to fight
pick a leader, pick a reason, I Don't care
I'm the last of my kind and I'm going Extinct
I'm the last War-monger doesn't it make sence
we've got to stand with our backs to reality
Slice down all those who appose us with there non-violance

Have you got a better idea, a Solution to all this hope and happyness

Don't we need a little more fear and hate in this world
come on march behind me, close your free minds,
Don't you see that by making the world a worse place for someone else
you make it better for yourself
because were not the same as them so they ought to be worse off then us

Doesn't that make sence, Logical isn't it!

So help me start a war
we've got to start a war
everbody needs a war
what better solotion could there be
then starting a war
It's time for a WAR
WAR WAR WAR!
say it with me
scream it with me
WAR WAR WAR


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PEACE -in honour of the 3000 some odd years in which people have been fighting
for reasons I can't comprehend. I cry

Days and Months forget about the years

So I have known for some time that our English version of the gregorian calandar had pagon/norse names for the days of the week. So I decided to investigate a little more about this.

and I found this neat little table and info on a Skeptics.com article about mounths
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Seven was chosen apparently in acknowledgment of the Genesis story where God rested on the seventh day[saterday not sunday] although there is a strong suggestion that it reflected the seven pagan gods visible in the sky as the planets, sun and moon
The names of the days in Latin countries are sensibly the Roman gods but the English ones are mostly the equivalent Nordic gods.

Sunday (sun) = Dimanche (dies Domini, Lord's day)
Monday (moon) = Lundi (moon)
Tuesday (Tiw) = Mardi (Mars, god of war)
Wednesday (Woden, Odin) = Mercredi (Mercury, messenger god)
Thursday (Thor) = Jeudi (Jove, Jupiter, top god)
Friday (Frigg, Freya) = Vendredi (Venus, god of love)
Saturday (Saturn, Roman god of agriculture) = Samedi (Sabbath day)
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now I knew the Norse references but not the latin ones, or the planet info.

I was also curious about where the names of the mounths came from and found this on info please

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January: named after Janus, the god of doors and gates
February: named after Februalia, a time period when sacrifices were made to atone for sins
March: named after Mars, the god of war
April: from aperire, Latin for “to open” (buds)
May: named after Maia, the goddess of growth of plants
June: from junius, Latin for the goddess Juno
July: named after Julius Caesar in 44 B.C.
August: named after Augustus Caesar in 8 B.C.
September: from septem, Latin for “seven”
October: from octo, Latin for “eight”
November: from novem, Latin for “nine”
December: from decem, Latin for “ten”

NOTE: The earliest Latin calendar was a 10-month one, beginning with March; thus, September was the seventh month, October, the eighth, etc. July was originally called Quintilis, meaning fifth; August was originally called Sextilis, meaning sixth.
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now other sources told me that the mounth names of July and August were changed to roman emperers names because they did great work on the calandar. suposedly Julius Caesar brought the idea of a solar calandar back with him from Egypt, and so they honoured him with a month name in between the gods and the numbers. Augustus was rome's first emporer and helped wth calculating leap years.

the gregorian calandar we use is pope gregory XIII final version. and I find it very interesting that our christion based calandar has so many pagon/mythical references

so there's a wee bit of inane info you can think about next time your looking at your calandar. and hay there not done, there is people who are still patitioning the UN to change the Calandar.

I been busy but you don't complain

I wonder if noone complains because no one reads,
or if your all just such a bunch of laid back hip cats that it's all just ease..y
you never comment yet those hits aren't all me
so who else is hanging out in these trees.

music of the moment let's play tracks from my MD. Kinnie star And rachelle van Zantin both have new albums out that just don't let your ears put them down. I love michael franti's yell fire and there's some good tracks on Bruce cockburns don't wait call now.

now I am so hyped by a great discovery so here's a poem about FOSS (free open source software)

Free sounds good to me

trip your eyes down the isle and watch the cash register roll , $120, $299, $75, $95
it all adds up to way to much but it's not hard to do
Why should I have to choose when there's another option
Don't Steal it, Don't crack, frack , or hack it.
because you can get something as good or better free

I don't need your "Word", and I'd rather "Gimp" then "photo shop".
Rather then [Exploring the internet] I think I'll ride a "firefox"
you can keep your own "Outlook" I'd rather look at "thunderbird"[s].
my [office is open] come on in and see.
these cd's weren't [created easy], they were [deep burned] by me.

perhaps the best is yet to come I'll open my mind to see
it's a little easyer to do since my wallet can relax with ease
they keep on updating and I don't pay a sent
Guess I ought to take a look at the "dapper drake" or that fedora
and there is still [ad's I'm aware] of and can "search and destroy".

boy this is looking easy and there's thousands of people developing all these good toys.
less hackers and virus then if I followed the pack
sweet games like "plane shift" and "Savage" actualy come free of charge,
and they work on linux a marvel of a marv..

now the best of the best in my eyes at least i has some Audacity
a sound editor thats open source and doesn't cost me my mouse arm.
so the lack of costs is great but the freedom to do what I want
is what makes it truly free. Even If I can't code there's no cla$$ limiting.


Ok weather the poam is any good is questionable but it's a new joy. software that I can afford and that is also free is really freeing. I mean I can afford to play a MMORPG(plane shift), edit photo's I take, and edit Audio, interviews & poems I've recorded with my MD.

poetry later links now

here's some neat biking quotes

and this is Another blog from someone I know very well...my kitty she called it "blog title no friggin idea"

o yea that's it for now. new pic coming soon.

poetry the muse is life, song the muse is child

A song for owen,

There is infinite love in the eyes of a child
infinite love for us all
there is infinete love in the eyes of a child
for every man woman boy and girl

There is true forgiveness in a babys smile
for all the wrongs that were ever done
true forgiveness in a babys smile
why are they the only ones

There is hope and peace in the eyes of a child
hope and peace for the world
there is trully hope for peace in the eyes of a child
now if only adults could learn
now if only adults could learn

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I wrote that for my son, well watching him smiling lieing on the floor, he likes to hear me sing, he turns my poetry into song. it's also a good way to calm him down or put him to sleep. on August 26 i wrote it so it counts for last weeks writing
now this weeks poem. this next poem is a ....
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Spontanious poetry explosion

fear, love, verbs, pizza
coffey, black as night sweet as juxtaposition
The storm of Stones (skule-thume) will punch you in the face with the force of an axe
1d6 to be egsact

my mind shatters on the keys
T Y U I O
I don't owe you anything For I'm not drinking Tee.
BUt I still pay you with the Tapping of this saver of trees

I sapose I'm going nowhere, and spelling the words wrong too
Does that mean I' took the wrong turn going nowhere
and ended up at somewhere soon

If you try to analise my lines
Go ahead it'll break the kindness of your lies
For you'd be putting more thought in your reinterpretation
then I ever put in mine.

It's all just words but hay I guess it's good enough for 35 minutes past yesterday
I'm living in tomorow anyway

Peace love joy
the toys of the true world are are rotting on the streets of the poor
well they wandur on the pedways above crying
greed, hate, destroy
Don't touch the ground
just get in your car and drive
I'll be on my bike
Putting my foot Down at Every second street light

this thought train can not be derailed for it was never on the track in the first place

words are only powerfull when they strike a note in your brain
keep on writing, give more words lives.

inspiration in blue bloom

Picked a flower from a patch of blue
I belive it was a pack of pansys all in bloom
planted in a planter the unnatural way
every flower all the same.

picked it and caried it as I went on my way
just that one flower brought a smile to my day
I wonder what it would look like to a honey bee
for in ultraviolet I cannot see

I brought it with me and then squashed it flat
between the pages of a note book I have
now that bee can never see
blue vains navy bloom, baby blue petals and a dark heart.
but I can show this beauty for the world to see
in words or in pictures time will show me.

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the art of pressing a flower is kind of like capturing a thought a feeling or a moment in poetry. you get something but it is never a true representationof the origenal.

if you like poetry there's a festival coming up so support your poets and see them live.
for more info go to Edmontonpoetryfestival.com


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I added the side pictures after the fact, origenaly there only was one flower, however I pressed it wrong and it ripped. so I pressed these four, to show you.

3hree

I missed my poem last week, and need one for this week, And I'll be far to the north of computer access, nevermind internet next week. So that's 3 weeks worth of poems, in one post.

so three poems, each poem having three lines, each line having three sylables.

3

Cloudey Day
Sun shines through
Rain may bless

Balance Stone
not alone
resting mind

Walking free
Beside thee
soon loves Tied

so was that a good idea or an artistic cop out. Any way heres some info on three.

In norse mythology the world tree Yggdrasil has three roots One reaches into the underworld Hel another to the world of the Frost-Giants, and the last one to the world of human beings.
3 is also the number of lines in each tri gram that makes up the hexagrams of The I ching (the book of changes). speaking of changes three is also the number of magor changes I've gone through this year. Bought a home, became a father, soon I will become a husband.

Oak, ash, and thorn were called the faery triad of trees. Where they grow together,it is still said that faeries live.
for more in three's here's three websites about three
the symbolism of three in spirituality
Significance of the number 3 in fairy tales
The Book of Threes

the weekend consists of three days So have a good three days. I'm going to go eat one of my main three meals a day.