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Tuesday, July 8, 2014, 07:40 | No Comments »

Firstly bitch means a female dog.

It is also used derogaratively by women against other WOMEN who r unsupportive of their fellow women 4the sake of curryin favour wit men. It has nothin 2do wit da accused woman's sex life - she cud b a virgin n still b a bitch.

In my culture there is NOTHIN IMMORAL about sex between consentin adults. I can have sex wit as many different men and/or women on the same day, or even at the same time, as i want and as long as they r all consentin adults there is nothin immoral about it! This is our birthright and nobody may take that from us. So if my culture means u c me as a bitch, then i'm a bitch n i'm proud of it.


Tuesday, July 8, 2014, 07:37 | No Comments »

Accordin 2 roman dutch law or in other words dis ting Zuma stands for n calls da rule of law, da people who rob n steal r da criminals.

Jesus had a reputation 4encouragin such people. This was not in order 2 'save' them from breakin da law as da christians wud have us tink. It was bcos da sinners r not da people who steal. Its property dat is da biggest sin. To claim ownership of anythin is a total sin against creation. Dis y jesus always preached against material wealth. When everythin belong 2everyone there is no personal wealth ie nothin 2steal. Instead there is natural abundance.

Also dis ting of da last supper when dey ate of da body n drank of da blood. He was explainin 2dem bout us all bein 1 - InI - n dat1 is creation n creation n creator r one so woteva we eat or drink is of da earth therefore it is of da creator ie its body n blood. Dis in da oldest hebrew scripture dat da creator made da InIverse out of its own self.

But da creator bein da force of love does not want 2b worshipped. Dat's only some dumb tyrant can bhave like dat. To create all dis in order 2b worshipped. Na, na, jah not dat ting. Jah is love n jah only wanna b loved n jah 4eva love u. Sin got nothin 2do wit it. Dat's some roman shit. Try never 2own anythin n avoid money whenever possible thru always sharin, NOT TRADIN! But most importantly of all remember: it makes no difference at all wot u call da ting u worship, whether u call it god or jesus christ or allah or jah ras tafari or haile selassi or satan or even earth, it make no difference at all wot u call da ting u worship, if u commit da act of worship u r servin da roman force of world domination.

Worship is da constitutive act of satan.

RASTA COMMIT NO WORSHIP. LOVE IS ALL.


Tuesday, July 8, 2014, 07:32 | No Comments »

In da course of my freelance garbage collectin i often get empty condom boxes n sometimes even da pamphlet from in da box. Dis one claims 2b a leadin brand in da USA. Its made by Ansell in da UK. They called Contempo n these r their Endurance condoms. The lubricant contains 4,5% benzocaine to deaden da tip of da penis. Seems 2b da tool 4rapists but dey claim dis wot prolong da action. How many people actually read these tings? Do u no u gettin drugs in yr condoms?


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Thursday, July 3, 2014, 13:35 | No Comments »

by John Perry Barlow <barlow@eff.org>

Governments of the Industrial World, you weary giants of flesh and steel, I come from Cyberspace, the new home of Mind. On behalf of the future, I ask you of the past to leave us alone. You are not welcome among us. You have no sovereignty where we gather.

 

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Thursday, July 3, 2014, 13:08 | No Comments »

ngugi wa thiongoa selection of my favorite pieces from his books. Click title to read them


Thursday, July 3, 2014, 11:54 | No Comments »
I knew a man who lived in fear
It was huge, it was angry, it was drawing near
Behind his house, a secret place
Was the shadow of the demon he could never face.

He built a wall of steel and flame
And men with guns, to keep it tame
Then standing back, he made it plain
That the nightmare would never ever rise again
But the fear and the fire and the guns remain.

It doesn't matter now
It's over anyhow
He tells the world that it's sleeping
But as the night came round
I heard its lonely sound
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping.

SAX SOLO ? Basil Coetzee

And then one day the neighbours came
They were curious to know about the smoke and flame
They stood around outside the wall
But of course there was nothing to be heard at all
"My friends", he said, "We've reached our goal
The threat is under firm control
As long as peace and order reign
I'll be damned if I can see a reason to explain
Why the fear and the fire and the guns remain."

It doesn't matter now
It's over anyhow
He tells the world that it's sleeping
But as the night came round
I heard its lonely sound
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping.

SAX

It doesn't matter now
It's over anyhow
He tells the world that it's sleeping
But as the night came round
I heard its lonely sound
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping.

Composed by: Heymann/ Fox/ Cohen/ Cohen

Recorded and released by Bright Blue in 1987. One of South Africa's greatest songs... includes instrumental references to 'Nkosi Sikelel' iAfrica'.

 


Thursday, July 3, 2014, 11:52 | No Comments »

There is no quiet place in the white man's cities. No place to hear the leaves of autumn or the rustle of insects' wings. Perhaps because I am a savage and do not understand, the clatter insults the ears. And what is life if man cannot hear the lovely call of the whippoorwill or the argument of frogs around a pond at night?

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