Postponement of Daily Wake Up

To those Truth seekers...

I started this blog as a sort of test, to see how receptive and interested those closest to me were in learning about information beyond that of the nightly news. Sadly, the responses, concerns, and interests were astoundingly dismal. Some family members ignored facts, while others seemed to have fear when reading about some of the harsh realities of this world. There were a few however who seemed acknowledge the info and began doing research of their own. This being said, the time and energy spent on this blog was certainly not in vain.

If there's one thing I learned through this, it's that people love to feel comfortable, and will oftentimes do whatever they can to stay in a state of bliss. It's like they say in The Matrix, "And many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system, that they will fight to protect it." It's unfortunate for future generations, but each of us are individuals who can only act for ourselves.

Whoever reading this who is willing to feel a little uncomfortable for the sake of these future generations, I thank you, and encourage you to learn much. So long as we have this tool which, in my opinion, has changed the world forever, the internet, I encourage you to use it wisely. The Truth is out there, but I and anyone else can only show you the door. You have to open it.

To our generation who is told to think of nothing more than sports and Facebook, let us rebel and create a legacy that carries on for many years to come.

"In a time of universal deceit - telling the truth is a revolutionary act." -George Orwell

God forgive us

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RNG- Labadee

LABADEE

I've been to Haiti enjoyed the blue seas,

But never went central to see the disease,

I've never looked up at hills and seen nothing but shacks,

But I’ve lived in the hills where all I did was relax,

I've been to some towns round the Caribbean islands,

Drinking not caring of living or dying,

When in the same the city round the several mile block,

Radius down the street they're all demanding a rock,

The drug traffic's in rush hour while I'm in the shower,

At the city under the sea in the Bahamas it towers,

The bright lights light the sky as some sit dark,

Hear the ringing of slots as I pull in and park,

I've cruised around playing monkey in trees,

In Jamaica then in a hot tub floating over the sea,

And they watch as we pass riding high on the bus,

Cameras in hand face against the glass heading to lunch,

They say its scary stay away from the danger zone,

Pay a few thousand baht to keep you from crazy stones,

Cuz every single person could be Osama disguised,

And you're a terrorist if say Obama been lyin’,

Don’t quit spitting the truth! Man I’m tryin’,

But even time I drop a line I hear the voices in my mind,

Saying where's I'm at and measured is behind the cut line,

Well I'm fine writing rhymes till I'm 109,

But so what if I’m a poet I ain’t nothing,

I’m just another average gentleman trying to create something,

And put the pieces in place perfect till everything fits,

But I feel it's being forced and sometimes I want to quit,

Cuz every time I turn my head they tell me look back at Labadee,

Ignore the poor long as they don't bother me,

Enjoy the sun, hot springs and Labadoozies,

Stay away from the downtown and all of its loonies,

Rum running filling a tummy one's rumbling next door,

The whole world known anymore,

As amusement parks till the revolution starts, till the revolution starts

The lights camera and action is acting on the screen,

Depicting the things we dream we'd never dream of seeing,

But we can travel round and stay in the sweet spots,

Blindfolded from plots rising then crashing the stocks,

Now it's in Greece soon in the streets of America's land,

Stranded in paradise and surrounded by sand,

What do you think is going to happen when the rapping completes,

When we look in mirror without the status competes,

When the mark of the beast is needed to eat,

How will matter whether you feast or sleep in the streets,

We ain’t nothing but mammals doesn't mean I'm an animal,

We're humanity hold onto your hearts here come the cannibals,

Looking to feed you poison so they can sew up the cut,

Leave you indebted well that's an open and shut,

But I know when to run or when a bluff is at stake,

Eating beans and rice while they eat nothing but steak,

Nothing but fat plates for the fat men at the places,

Changing money laughing at us with our plastic faces,

Big wigs rigging to win once again,

Like 7/7 or 9/11 we’re ticking till then,

And staying calm like bombs over inflated with rage,

In our hearts and minds and breaking the cage,

I'm sick of seeking something fake so I'm escaping this maze,

So go ahead and take my stake in this rat race,

I'd rather be invested in something that’s real,

Forget the numbers on the screen I mean I want a feel,

I want a cut of the land we've gotta pay to possess,

And the freedom I’m entitled I ain’t taking nothing less!

RNG- New York Minute

New York Minute

Don’t blink because ‘fore you know it your life could expire,

Without ever thinking or trying what you truly desired,

Stop, THINK, observe as I come down to the wire,

With lyrical fire inspired by a spiritual empire,

So what ya THINK? What’s really worth your time?

And effort is it separate or do you serve your mind?

Do you THINK with purpose or just see on the surface?

Could you really be perfect? THINK about it what’s the verdict?

Have you ever really stopped or even slowed down,

Or THINK your boss would THINK there’s no way well some how,

We gotta break the spell cuz time’s ticks aint ceasin’,

Time for a new season of life with reason,

We’re birthed into this Earth screaming and bleeding,

Wind up leaving the Earth screaming and pleading,

Saying Jesus I’m needin’ a little longer to live,

Another minute to give to my wife and my kids,

Cuz the moments I’ve spent concerned with bills or the rent,

I regret and in retrospect I resent,

This city that taught me money and told me to value,

What they’re showing at Time Square and to do what the crowd do,

Look to the older folks there’s smarter that you,

And you could never do what your Fore Fathers could do,

And it’s probably the truth for just look at the clock,

These minutes flying by in New York stay moving and never stop,

Slow down take one New York minute,

Look around at the world and all the beauty that’s in it,

Think I urge you to do what you’re urged to,

The time can serve you your mind can serve you,

Learn to learn to not be concerned who, will

Discourage or burn you then maybe they’ll learn too

THINK about it I’ve hit the bottom and rolled,

And sold herbs and blue pills to young and the old,

I thought about it when I was young in class and feeling bold,

And figured I’d flip the finger to the fibs I was told,

I noticed the clock properly hung on the wall,

Like a sun that never sets frying us all,

The clock would never stop though I wished it would fall,

I’d just stare and waste away and wished the days wouldn’t crawl,

But they did and I lived and now I’m here to confess,

The time moves to quick to not adhere to the best,

So THINK and stop waddling in a wallow of pity,

Start leading the pack and do not follow the city,

Do not buy the many itty bitty innocent clear lies,

THINK today of ignorant innocent dear lives,

Our kids people wake up give me a minute,

Sixty seconds I beg it how else would you spend it,

What exactly do you do to fill the moments in time?

Do you THINK for your children or feel everything’s fine,

Ignore the words of this rhyme then look away from the crime,

Saying I’m behind enemy lines and out of line,

From buying a glock nine I’m an internal threat,

A homegrown homo hatin extremist redneck,

Well I’m just here with the truth so give it respect,

And protect your assets the precious seconds you get,

We’re never getting ‘em back once their gone and passed,

You could rise to riches and think the strong will last,

But you’re wrong in that just look at the facts,

The past is long gone and never spawnin’ back,

Or do you think you’re poor or need more for joy?

Accept food as a given and want more than toys?

Or support the warlords who give chores to boys?

Hearing women and children crying and ignoring the noise?

We’ll I’m signing off hope you listen and learn,

And consciously consider what you’re wishing to earn.

The Great Con Job

I never thought I would agree so much with an MSNBC segment. From the Dylan Ratigan show exposing the way the FED is killing our economy. Time to start thinking creative to combat the workings of the Federal Reserve. But first, from John D. Rockefeller. Lazy, smart, wrong, business savvy, evil; you decide. "I would rather earn 1% of100 people's efforts than 100% of my own efforts."

Our banking system in a nutshell.
1) The FED has no money, yet issues currency to our banks at low interest rates, say 2%.

2) Our banks own nothing, well they kind of own everything in a sense, either way they take their borrowed money at 2%, and then lend it to us at, let's say, 5.5%.

3) The lender see 5.5% as a great rate comparable to previous years and buys houses, cars, clothes and gas.

4) This "spare change" is then taken by executives as they get fat while we scramble to pay our mortgage. Must be a coincidence.

5) The future: Nothing can sustain AND IF WE DON'T WAKE UP THE ONLY OUTCOME WILL BE TAXATION TO DEATH. There's simply no other solution. We will become a nation of two classes, only the division will not be based financially, but rather based on who wears the uniform and who doesn't.

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21134540/vp/36233217#36233217

God bless America

RNG- The Good Life

God bless America