The Cult of Concession

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Concede?

Or conceit!

Deceit is the receipt

For the should-be Nobel Peace prize of mine divine Presidency!

The One with Kim-Jong Un

Cannot lose!

In a pandemic?

A systematic mail-in vendetta to choose?

Moi! Wholly refuse to accept the democratic coronation!

As Twitter and Facebook did

I will contact Jack Dorsey and Mark Zuckerberg

And notify Him the gig is up!

Excoriate Him as I wrongly did You

Ole venerated country of Red

White

And Who?

I must profess my apologies for mine errors of judgement

I am a man who relishes divisiveness

And abhors breaches of primacy

As i had thought I had fingered you as a “breacher of bad faith”

I hath wrought in this instance irrevocable wrath upon you

Subtly hath entered into the depths of my mind

During these long interludes

Mounting manifestations!

Nay petty protrusions!

Thoughts!

Illusions?

impeccably formed

And injuriously scorned

Of my most deepest private heartfelt monied machinations

As you have always been

Acted

Portrayed

Eluded in the most sanguine manner

In defense of Sweet Donald

Though he may be irredeemable

As presently constituted

I thus proceeded to defile

Debauch

Despise of your democratic memory

In clear not politically correct prose

Which doth constitute a mortal sin

Only Him/Her?

Or you?

Can forsake?

From the deepest darkest dirtiest depths

Of my own inner light

Not yet penetrating most darkest caverns

Then I smugly say to you

Forgive me!

Everyone is saying it!

Bigly! We must!

So that we can move on

To the next most futuristic

Most daunting

Most exhilarating act of the plutocrats play

Providence has in store for us

The upper crust

And the outer multitudes

A Monster of a Man

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What becomes of Fake News?

And the Deep State?

In a Biden-Harris Administration

Is there a reality reckoning coming

From the deluded illusions of the Second-Comings?

Deep-seated inner-driven cult-like recognition repudiation!

Or do they as a ghost in the night

For Republicans disappear at the light of day?

Do the 3rd-Grade Nicknames

Crooked Hillary

Crazy Nancy

Sleepy Joe

Schifty Schiff

Go away?

Sad

The Cult prayed for them to go on Bigly

So they could carry on

With the worst President ever’s

Childish Baby-Man Boy Shenanigans

Authoritarian and Anti-Democratic charade

Twas Hitler who prior proved

The lines of a strong Democracy

Can be made quite squiggly

By those who choose

A charismatic though quite illegitimate figure

A Monster of a Man

An Anti-Leader

Who soils the very grounds of integrity and decency

To revel in his own self-glorifying narcissistic parades

Keep On Truckin’!

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  • It is most certainly true
  • History as Teacher holds the most virtue
  • Keep reading and learning of the past
  • These lessons will help you
  • As you move through the American caste
  • Take a break sometimes
  • Siesta in the green grass
  • Then Keep on Truckin’!
  • Miring up the muck in
  • Each town
  • With your foot pressed firmly on the gas!
  • The prestigious cast of characters you will consume
  • Will lead you into the future
  • From roads past

Clean

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Tap-dancing on the colorful fields of creativity

The original self

Lives in the dormant mind

Biding it’s own time

To bloom into infinite perpetuity

Unburden thine whims from the prison of popularity!

Sing! O Immortal One

Toward the sacrificial whims of the exalted disparity!

Suspend all motion

But for a moment

Away from the ever present epoxy of gluttonous gravity

Dispel voracious vanity!

Propel forth the institutions of valor

Solidarity and Integrity

Paint your portrait on the pastel of ravishing life

To hold fast till the epoch of eternity

Such is the artistic hands that shalt sculpt

The Architecture of the Future Society

Ignorance dispelled into the Universal aerosphere

From an inner force of certitude

Persistently distributed amidst the ether

Transformation appears subtly

Evolution works timelessly

Weaving the strands Into the richer grander confines

Of a more moral

Communal and cleaner

Collective consciousness of sanity

Charlie Brown Blue to Bully Baby-Boy Bigly Rude

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How does the Narcissistic One go from aggrieved to ballyhooed?

The Republican campaign for President

Goes from Charlie Brown

The media is always picking on me!

To Bully Baby-Boy Bigly Rude!

The Cult’s collective consciousness

Unctuous Pilate to Savior

Psychologically plays off

The dichotomy of the two!

The Ten Percent Citizen (Not Consumer) – Women/Men

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  • Voting can help us to elect politicians
  • Who are within our policy-goal range
  • An organized and persistent Citizenship
  • And Economic Social and Political Activism
  • Is the only thing that will bring about meaningful change
  • Been true since the days of Jesus of Nazareth
  • Frederick Douglass
  • John Brown
  • Joan of Arc
  • And Dr. Martin Luther King
  • Sunny May days
  • Surely no one believes that it was simple voting
  • That unloosed the bondage of the slave?
  • Consumers oft times
  • Are easily seductively sidelined
  • Sidetracked by the spectacle
  • The Circus
  • As their political class is bought and paid.
  • It is only necessary for a committed 5-10%
  • Of a strongly focused and organized citizenry
  • To orchestrate the sway
  • To a better way
  • Lead the knaves
    • Then again “The Kardashians” season premiere starts today!

To All The Activists in the World

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  • I created my work as the fuel for all workers and activists
  • Cheesy Nationalists akin to Holey Swiss
  • With the corny proper gander
  • I prefer the creative citizen’s mix!
    • Hope you are in with the progressive economic social and political fix!
    • Unwind the Matrix
    • My love
    • Honor
    • And humble respect
    • Flows in your
    • Determined patience
    • Fierce and constant resistance
    • I am!
    • Voiced
    • Generations will be favored through your celestial palatial Providence!

The Barry O’Bomber Hillary the Salem Witch Clinton Part Two – Presidential Election Aftermath Deja Vu

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Bernie and The Progressive Movement

Have been treated badly by the Democratic Party Corporate suits

Now they want us to vote for them too!

Does anybody there pay attention to the grassroots?

When you have no policies for us middle class and poor to improve

Four more years of Terrible Trump

Might possibility!

Propel them consumers more!

For the next Presidential Election

To Progressively civically improve! (Actual policies that material help people’s lives)

Do they expect Progressives

To vote for a campaign

That has NO ECONOMIC SOCIAL AND POLITICAL POLICIES to help the poor and working class

Of which we approve

Either they are put into the campaign platform

Fill it Buster!

Or change the rules!

Ala Medicare For All

Infrastructure Spending

Climate Change

$15 Dollar per Hour Minimum Wage

Affordable/ Free College

Tax The Rich and Corporations

Student Loan Debt

Significantly reduce War footing/ funding

Else!

Biden-Harris supporters are on their own

Versus The Terrible One

It is their Campaign’s unwillingness to move

That will be the reason that Biden-Harris lose

Corporate Moderate Voting

Politically Correct Democrats

Up against Obstructionist Republicans

Will do well to remember the administration of Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton no legislation passed blues! (Other than O’Bummer Care which the Republicans will again trap and put into a snare)

And Deja-Vu!

Captain Fate and The Phantasms at the Pearly Gate

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I am alive!

Willing and able

To tell it to you straight!

The declaration echoing out into the high seas

Unmooring but for a moment

The tense trepidation of the crew

Which had fueled an innate sense of peril

That cast a spell on the seamen of The Shepherd

Commandeered by the industrious green eyes of Captain Fate

Of a suffocating impenetrable dank unease

None could put to sleep

The dissatisfied skipper bellowed after another day of debilitating ship upkeep

No need here!

To fear ghosts!

Goblins!

Nor any Phantasms designed unnaturally

To keep us from reaching

The banks of the Pearly Gate!

Tis your silver and gold!

Not your hearts!

One must sate!

Thine immortal predicates!

The Over-Police and Vigilante Justice Grief

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Please Officer!
Tell me your not the Over-Police!

I am hungry for some bread!
Generally I live my life in peace!

Unemployment has me tethered
I am trying to put my mind at ease

Have I run a red light!
Is my old jalopy ripe for the cease

Please Officer!
Tell me your not the Over-Police!

I have been gallivanting
With my friends on Park Avenue’s Manhattan streets

Supporting Black Lives Matter!
Enduring the Corona-Virus Beast!

Shalt I salute the American Flag
Or recite the Pledge of Allegiance?

Will then your aggressive posture humbly acquiesce

Please Officer!
Tell me your not the Over-Police!

For simple petty crimes

In High Society

Why have you laid me down violently

To rest in peace?