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"The signs of the times herald a new age. It is close at hand.
Will it be better, will it be even more dreadful than the present one?
The precipice is within inches of the summit.
Every one of us contributes in a certain measure to the course events take.
Let us be conscious of our responsibility."
"In Secret Tibet" by T. Illion
"If we understand the mechanisms and motives of the group mind, it is now possible
to control and regiment the masses according to our will without their knowing it ...
The conscious and intelligent manipulation of the organized habits and opinions of the masses
is an important element in democratic society. Those who manipulate this unseen mechanism
of society constitute an invisible government which is the true ruling power of our country ...
In almost every act of our daily lives, whether in the sphere of politics or business,
in our social conduct or our ethical thinking, we are dominated by the relatively small number
of persons [...] who understand the mental processes and social patterns of the masses.
It is they who pull the wires which control the public mind."
Edward L. Bernays
"The Father of Spin" and nephew of Sigmund Freud
http://www.prwatch.org/prwissues/1999Q2/bernays.html
Much of the direction society is marching in is automatic these days.
The patterns have been laid down.
People are pointed in the direction of their own circumscribed and deluded
ambitions which also happen to coincide with much larger agendas.
Very high on the planetary power ladder,
one often only has to watch things unfold,
or tip a piece a little to the left here, a little to the right there . . .
because the big highways to slavery have already been built
A player at the top of the ladder can often say,
“Oh, look what’s happening over there.
I didn’t have anything to do with that and yet it’s moving
exactly as I would have wanted it to move had I planned it.”
JON RAPPOPORT
www.nomorefakenews.com
The 2012 Boogie - Dancing to the Edge of Time
© Bill Perkins 2003
I said to my baby, "I ain't feeling too well."
She looked me up and down, she said, "You're lookin' like hell."
Then she stared at me funny, I said to her, "Honey . . .
Sit down I got a story tell, oh babe . . .
Sit down I got a story to tell."
She pulled up a chair, she ran her hand through her hair,
And then she looked me right straight in the eye.
She said, "Get on with it mister," I leaned over and kissed her.
She said, "You look a fixin' to die, my man,
She said, "You look a fixin' to die."
I said, "This story of mine don't go over too well,
Folks say, 'Ain't you got something better to sell.'
I tell 'em I ain't sellin', I tell 'em that I'm tellin' . . .
The story as it happened to me, my God,
The story as it happened to me."
Now some of us know what's bein' said ain't so
But nobody knows just where to go,
Yet we're rushin' to the Edge headlong, yeah we are,
We're rushin' to the Edge headlong, it ain't far.
We're rushin' to the Edge headlong.
We are rushin' by night and we are rushin' by day,
And I tell you brother, we don' know . . . no other way
We're rushin' to the Edge headlong, it ain't far,
We're rushin' to the Edge headlong, yeah we are.
We're rushin' . . .
We're rushin' . . .
We're rushin' to the Edge of Time.
Now I met a man, he said, "Listen to me . . .
Boy look around, tell me wha' d'ya see.
You're seein' what they want you to see, don't ya see . . .
You're seein' what they want you to see, can't ya see . . .
You're seein' what they want you to see."
Now if you decide you wanna open your eyes,
First thing you're gonna get is a dark surprise.
I think you're gonna be hopin' for something nice,
But what you're gonna see is just a pack a' lies, 'cause . . .
You're seeing what they want you to see, yeah you are.
Just 'a seeing what they want you to see.
Now you likely gonna worry 'bout who they are,
But I'm a tellin' you son, they ain't goin' far.
They're demons' whelp, you can't give 'em no help
'Cause they worship in the night of a darkling star.
An' you're seein' what they want you to see, yeah you are . . .
They're ugly smart, they got a stone cold heart
And you can't tell me: When did it start . . .
This seein' what they want you to see, no you can't.
This seein' what they want you to see . . .
So boy you wanna get off this devils' train,
'Cause it's headed at speed to a world of pain.
It goes in a minute far more than a mile,
With you sittin' by your window, all the while . . .
Just a seein' what they want you to see . . .
Ain't no Style . . .
In seein' what they want you to see . . .
Well I said, "Alright" and I said, "Okay,
But tell me please: who is this "they" . . .
A paintin' all them pictures to see, oh man,
A paintin' all them pictures to see, oh no,
A paintin' all them pictures to see."
He said, "It ain't so much a "who" as a "what"
And as you figure that out you can work free, but . . .
If you're watchin' Faux News, lookin' for clues . . .
You're seein' what they want you to see, yeah you are . . .
You're seein' what they want you to see . . . won't get far . . .
Just a seein' what they want you to see."
Boy, you can't run away, you can't hide and say,
"Someone make it over, make it better, I'll pay,"
No, no, you can't run away from this day, uh uh,
You can't run away from this day, no way,
Because . . .
You're rushin . . .
The pace is crushin' . . .
You're rushin' to the Edge of Time.
Now I'm gonna give you a few little clues,
Here's a few of the things you gotta do:
You gotta make over your life anew,
And to the Light of your Soul you gotta be true,
Because . . .
You're rushin . . .
The pace is crushin' . . .
You're rushin' to the Edge of Time.
Remember, you can't run and you can't hide
You gotta live the Truth an' it's deep inside . . .
You gotta make up your mind, you gotta finally decide
That in the Light of the Truth you want to abide.
You gotta make a new Reality. . .
Can't you see. . .
Make a new Reality.
You gotta make it . . .
You can not fake it . . .
You gotta make a New Reality.
Now this world you're a makin', you can't be a takin',
You gotta quit shakin' . . . down your pals.
You gotta quit fakin', you gotta start makin',
Your life the way it's meant to be, don't ya see.
Your life the way it's meant to be: wise and free,
Your life the way it's meant to be.
Now I told you goin' in this don't go over too well,
'Cause what I'm talking about is Heaven and Hell
An' it don't take much sense to see the place we are livin'
Surely to God ain't no kind of Heaven . . .
Remember you get to choose,
and if you snooze you loose.
So boy quit your runnin'. . .
on dead man's cruise,
Because . . .
You're rushin . . .
The pace is crushin' . . .
You're rushin' to the Edge of Time.
Well I thought I was right, then I thought I was wrong,
I started hearin' the strangest song.
It sang to me, "Remember please . . .
You knew these words and these lines all along:
You could be dancing to the Edge in song, yes you could
You could be dancing to the Edge in song, yes you could
You could be sailing past the Edge in song."
We all gotta do things we ain't done before,
And nobody knows just a what's in store.
But one thing is certain:
We've all been a hurtin' . . . so,
Let's be dancin' to the Edge in song, oh boy,
Let's be dancin' to the Edge in song, oh joy,
Let's be dancin' . . .
Let's be romancin' . . .
Let's be sailin' past the Edge in song.
She said, "My dear, that is one strange tale,
But those things I hear and I'm a settin' my sail."
I said to her, "Yeah, ain't it just.
But one thing is sure: in me you can trust.
I told it like it happened to me, yes I did,
I told it like it happened to me."
Babe, you're my lover, I won't have another,
So mister I'm a settin' my sail, I am . . .
Mister I'm a settin' my sail . . .
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