Saturday, May 11, 2002

Something by Rajesh Barnabas... or you.

* What if the mainstream?????????????? was extreme????????????*



What if everything you knew was just slightly off?

What if the Bushes were covered with poison IVY?

What if every laugh was just a scoff?

What if there was a ground lower than zero?

What if your President was really no hero?

What if the editor was controlling the print size and the boldface?

And what if he gave you the back pages cuz you isn't his race?

If it wasn't his taste, if it wasn't his color

would he put this here story in color?

What if you were just brainwashed like the rest? just like most..

and he buttered you up like toast, and burned you like a slow roast…

What if you thought you were thinking but you were just missing?

What if you were still in your nest? yet you thought you were at your best…

What if every word was a little misspelled?

But what if you were in a spell?

And what if this spelling bee really stung…

what if this false sophistication got your tongue...

and now your all hung out and rung…

washed your mind out with soap…sell you intellectual dope…

but they washed your mind at the wrong temp...

and now while you were thinking your mind was actually shrinking...

as they added more deter-agents...and now that soap is a rope...

tethered to the weathered words of the holy feather...

and your mind still can't find the right slope…

no you won't stray far from the pack…

no tangents, no scalenes, perhaps just maybe isosceles…

two sides the same…and you think that is right…

but A squared plus A squared does not equal see squared…

nothing adds up to your logistical charades…

nothing makes sense to you but your sixth, no

seventh, eight-hundred thousandth cents…

enough to buy a presidential library after you retire…

or perhaps a name of an airport…

Ironic that those high-queened heirplanes were flown from JFK…

Iconic that he's the one that might have saved our nation's soul…

Repercussions for assassinations still play out in their own hockey phucked up way…

so weight this military men while you plot to take another…

your bullets ricochet in the most nascent die-rections…and now your suit is blood soaked…

What if everything real was cloaked?

What if the host smiled and said, "here can I take your hoax?"

What if the guests asked for more than a coke?

What if everyone knew, would we then all choke?

What if the words you read were just all jokes?

And the comics were the real news?

What if this was our q? What if….what if?

What if dyslexia was a gift?

What if your President's raft was another man's rift?

What if they all finally caught the drift?

What if people could all at once shift?

What if peace was an automatic?

What if violence wasn't a habit?

What if the military wasn't rabid?

What if history wasn't bad adlibs?

With all that's gone wrong, is there anything that can right?

What if the Messiah is just messing with us?

What if the only true Americans are near extinction?

I wish time would stop for us to catch our breath?

To taste the bread,

to read in bed,

to clear our head,

to really hear what she said,

to be better red than dead,

came on, commas to comas,

when the mainstream has gone extreme,

and they demonize even more eyes…

and they despise with still more lies…

and now another Korankazi is on the rise..

and I can here the propellers buzzing…

as the jet took off from Hero-shame-a,

stopped in Sigh-gone, re-fueled in Beg-dad,

and just one or two more stops and …

and the war planes will be on their way here?

But have no fear, there is nothing you can do…

they don't show Kabul on cable,

yet they will broad cast your splintered thumb from here to kingdom come.

Don't worry your funeral will be covered in depth,

your coffin covered with the dirt of television…

no one will ever forget us!

We will be out own best friend, our own widow, say our own eulogy,

will say our own prayers, pray for our own, pray for our own, pray,

to the very last day,…God bless America, God bless America,

what if it was just God bless?



by you...



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and
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Friday, May 10, 2002

I've been trying to go vegan. It's not as easy as going vegetarian.

So, anyway, I'm going to Montana this summer with my grandfather. I'm excited about meeting some real cowboys, although I'm sure they're not as romantic as they are in the movies.

Thursday, May 09, 2002