Thursday, June 12, 2014

Ryanindaswamp / Man In Da Street

An Old Old Favorite



Somewhere. 
Hidden. 
Behind Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions of Stars.

Within. 
Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions upon Billions of Galaxies.

Sits For Sure.
The Mightiest of The All Mighty.
The Awesome-st of The Most Awesome.
The King of All Kings.
For Sure, No Doubt.
The Mack Daddy of All Mack Daddies. 
G.O.D.
The GOD of ALL God's.
Yeah. 
And He Ain't Happy. 
By A Damn, Ass, Long Shot.

Oh Yeah.
HE'S Coming.
HE'S Judging.
HE ain't Playin.
Ya All Got Him Out The Crib.
HE'S Really PISSED. 
Don't Like Being Dragged Out Da Crib.
Wrong is Wrong. 
Ain't Nothing To Analyze. 
No Need To Think It Through.
WRONG IS WRONG. 
Now HE Gonna Let Ya All know.




Ryan. Out.












Ryanindaswamp / Man In Da Street

The Price

Black Birds Bigger than Iggy Da Dawg.

"Ryan Patrick Sean Donovan. What the hell are you doing here"?

"Oh. Hey Veronica".

"Just like that. No big thing. Just another day right? Up here mountain high in my world".

"Yeah".

"Ryan. Yeah. Just yeah. For real what the hell are are you doing here"?

"I can't be here? It's bad"?

"No Ryan it's not bad. It's just ..Just. Damn you Ryan. How long have you been here"?

"Here at the University library or here in the mountains"?

"Oh My God Ryan. Here in the mountains".

"A week tomorrow".

"A week? You haven't called me"?

"No".

"Tehh. When were you going to call me"?

"I don't know".

"Ryan. Did you just ingest dumb pills? Are you smoking Tweeze?"

"No".

"Damn you Ryan. Talk to me".

"I don't know what to say. Last time I saw you in the desert, you all up in Da Hoy Paloy. Like Ryan just some pissed on dead cactus and you the urinating Lizard. All up in the uppity with Dat Lorraine Thang".

"Oh Ryan. Baby. I'm so very sorry. I was a Bitch. You didn't deserve any of that attitude. And yes I was jealous of the fact that you wanted to hook up with Lorraine".

"Damn V. Of all the women in all the world I would have never, ever suspected you would get jealous. We like Brother and sister".

"I know Ryan. I was for sure acting the Bitch. Lorraine told me to say high to you and fat love out to Mr. Big".

"Yeah. Like she'll ever know".

"Oh my. I'm so rude. I'm sorry. Who is your friend".

"Oh. This is Synthia Sweet. We just met here a few days ago. Synthia attends the University.
Synthia Sweet, meet my lifelong friend since the age of 13 years old. Veronica Lake. Synthia Sweet".

"Hi Ms. Lake".

"Hi Synthia. Just call me V.".

"Hi V. Just call me Sweet".

"Hey Sweet. Are you from here"?

"Born and raised".

"I'm a transplant from L.A. Been living here now for 31 years. Such a beautiful place. How about me and you going over to the campus Starbucks. Coffee and cake on me".

"Sounds like a plan V.".

"Great. I'll give you the rundown on this skinny old beat up man".
They both giggle. Veronica looks over at Ryan.

"Later Stud".

"Have fun Girlz. Now don't be talkin outta school Ms. V. Lake".

"Everything about you Ryan is out of school. Dog".

"Ahhhh Shit. I really went and dun did it this time. See Ya".
 With that the two women walk out of the library giggling like 8th graders.

The World

No.
I'm not all up into Rap.
Oh. 
But you listen to Tupac.
Yeah.
Pac was from my Hood.
As well 2Pac believed and prayed to The God Lord All Mighty Jesus Christ.
While through all this 2Pac blasted Christianity and Islam.
Stating many times that the only Savior was Jesus Christ. Or as Pac said the real only living God.
Many references in his songs talked about Christ.
Talked about repentance.
It is also said that deep inside of him he wanted to console young Ghetto Kidz to make sure that they did not get caught up in the way of the streets.
Tell them about Jesus Christ and the way of saints.

The night that Tupac was gunned downed in Las Vegas as a passenger in a black BMW, 1996, Evander Holyfield had just talked to Tupac and Tupac had finally and forever excepted Jesus Christ into his life.

Somewhat late as it turned out.

See 2Pac was a product of his environment. 
At one point he was actually ready to get out of the game with what was to be his final album.
Then it happened.

The world got in his way.
The battle was on.

Biggie.
Drey.

The need to get even and if necessary, smoke his competition.
So instead of following 'The Voice'.
That not even a discernible whisper.
An undefined directive.
Few words.
Only The Core of 'The Messege'.

2Pac never saw to fruition his dream of consoling Ghetto Kidz on The Path Of Jesus Christ.

So it is with all of us humans.
When that Voice, ever so dim and fleeting.
Yet as loud as a freight train, calls us to The Lord.
It is our clue, our real dimensional journey.

Than Slam Whammo.
Flat Face Right Hard Up Against It.
All is lost forever in the gut of The Fowler.
Regurgitated time and time again as The Deceiver pukes our souls a lifetime in hell.

The Price.

The inevitable tab we all someday pay.
Tabulated and Calculated as the actions we choose over 'The Word' we were whispered.
Just one more time.
Just this once.

Those fleeting nano's that actualize the very threads of our lives.
Wrong is Wrong.
Sin is Sin.

Thoughts alone drive the battered rusty hammer hard, down on the anvil.

The good.
The right.
That Small Significant Voice. As faint as an Angels Breath.
A virtual Smile that is only felt.
Never seen.

When this Godly Presence graces Your Being from the inside out in less than a New York Blink.
Run with it. 
Do not even think about it.
Nothing to analyze.
Certainly not a spec of a grain to ponder.

For it is the wrong and the sin that takes thought and time.
Covering all the angles as it were.
The Truth is automatic.

And yeah.
In this worldly existence.
We all get fucked.
A human right of passage.

Walk away.
Quickly.
Leaving nothing behind except the erasing vapor trails.
Let the Lord do HIS job.
For whatever vengeance your human state of being can contrive.
It ain't got nothin on The Lord's Wrath.
Not a damn ass thing.
To fight fire with fire is the arena of the Fowler.
The Deceiver will not go without his toxic do. 

Strap up dem boots.
Move the hell on.
The sooner the better.

I Love Jesus Christ.
The Very Exact Words the The Toxic Fowler Can Never Stand To Hear.
The Exact Words Of The Lord God All Mighty That Sends Slime Rat Deceiver Into The Bottomless Pit Of Fire.
Every Damn Time.

Trust Me On This Sisters and Brothers.

Ryan. Out.
















































































































































Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Ryanindaswamp / Man In Da Street

Terrible 2zzDay

Ahhhhh Shit.
Dun Fucked Up Now.
My Niggas Bout Ready To Feel Dis.

Nothin But A Gansta Party.

Runnin With The Disciples.
Jesus' Own Gansta Disciples.

Yeah Shepperd.
Dis Sheep Hears You Loud and Clear Sir.

Been There.
Done Dat.
Ya All Gonna Feel Dis.

Dayz into Nitez.
Nitez into Dayz.

Millenniums passing in Nano Frames.
Lifetimes absorbed in the Should Beez.
Until.

Slam Whammo.
Straight Up Damn Kabamo.

Reality Hitz like a Mac 10 round @ less than inches. 
Grabbing at what is fading faster than a gnat in old age.
Metamorphosing into the left behind losses stacked on the side of the road pyramid high.

Belligerence and Anger plead down to a lesser charge.

But oh the fuck no. 
Jus to damn late Slappy.
No one wants to hear it. 
Kindness coming late as the framework smolders. 
All the fire hoses long ago melted as the blaze blasts forward.

The hate long ago dissipated into the ghostly form of the walking dead.

Yeah.
I know you love me. 
You alwayz have.
Now you see your evil/wicked Hoein wayz.
Say you feel so, so bad.
Oh well.

I stood tall while you continued the rape of all that was worth a fuckin thang.
Your Adulteress wayz  are way to far gone down the freeway leading to the off ramp at Oblivion Blvd.

Yeah.
You Gorgeous.
Your tantalizing wayz are the supreme thread that defines your sexual proclivity towards the perverse.

Too bad.
Way, way late.
Never gettin back what you once lost and really never had.

Gotta go.
Don't care.

Jus keep raping my stackz($) to the end of dayz.
You will never deplete my resources.
Cause my resources are supplied by HIM.
Ya don't stand a chance.

I will alwayz walk before you ever make me run.
Cause for real, my path is HIS path. 
You can't touch this Bitch.

Your Female vengeance will never ever prevail.

And No.
You will NEVER have me again.
I serve only HIM.
Not the material mumbo jumbo you crave for and put on the Hoe Line every day.

I will never. 
Ever satisfy your Adulteress wayz.
That stiff vibe dissipated ions ago in a long lost past.

Now over and over you scream how much you love and miss me.
Oh well.
A complete your bad.
Cause for sure. 
Dis train dun pulled out da station. 
Leaving you in the dust of the past.
Poor Fuckin You.

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The World

On the road to Obama's complete destruction of America. 

A President who stands firmly on the ground of  American Terrorism delivered from a pulpit of lies.
The master plan to finally and forever to place this country in the dark dark ages. 
Powered by money from the criminal enterprises of the likes of  TOM STEYER.
Criminal Par Excellence. 
Corrupt Wicked Dollars to the Bought and Sold Barry Obama.


Billionaire Tom Steyer turning his anti-Keystone offensive ...

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An Energy Plan to Impoverish America

By Daniel McGroarty
After one of the longer political drum-rolls in policy wonkery, President Obama announced this week the proposed new EPA rule for cutting carbon dioxide emissions to combat climate change.
The goal, expressed in 645 pages of eye-glazing detail: to cut CO2 emissions from the U.S. power sector 30 percent below 2005 levels by 2030. The 30-by-30 mantra makes for a nice sound bite, but read through the EPA press releases for a projection on how that reduction will affect average global temperatures, and you'll come up empty. That's odd, for a policy that's justified as essential to save the planet.
So, how much will the new rule prevent Earth from warming? According to modeling done using the EPA's own MAGICC model -- Model for the Assessment of Greenhouse gas Induced Climate Change -- if the U.S. stopped emitting all carbon dioxide emissions today, the impact on projected global temperature rise would be a reduction of 0.17°C by the year 2100.
Using data drawn from U.S. Energy Information Administration, if the U.S. were to reduce all carbon dioxide emissions immediately to zero, the climatological savings would be cancelled out by the rest of the world's carbon dioxide production -- in just seven years.
If the impact on the climate is near invisible, the impact on the economy is far larger -- and immediate.
The war has already begun over the accuracy of the cost estimates for the new EPA rule advanced by the U.S. Chamber of Commerce and others, but the notion that the U.S. -- when 40 percent of the country's current electricity production comes from coal -- could weather the imposition of stringent carbon-emission standards without significant economic costs seems fantastic. Indeed, the more candid supporters of the new EPA rule celebrate just that fact: Coal will be priced into oblivion. In this view, rising energy prices will accelerate the transition to a post-petroleum energy future. The fact that ordinary Americans would be forced to cinch their own belts is a small cost to pay for planetary survival.
That leaves it to industry to speak for the average American. "Today, American policy should be guided not by a modeled crisis," said Peabody Energy, which produces 10 percent of U.S. electricity, "but by the real crisis of more than one of every three U.S. households that qualify for energy assistance," a reference to the fact that one-third of all American families now receive federal assistance from LIHEAP, the Low-Income Home Energy Assistance Program. Indeed, federal funding for LIHEAP is up more than 230 percent since 2008. With the new carbon rules in place, get ready for a future in which more than half of all Americans need federal assistance to pay their electricity bills.
Coal state Democrats like Senator Joe Manchin warned that the new rule "makes absolutely no sense and will have devastating impacts to the coal industry and our economy." But the words of a Senator serving the people of West Virginia don't count for much to people who see themselves as serving the Planet.
But to read the responses to the EPA's new rule through the lens of our fractured domestic politics doesn't tell the true story. It's through an international lens where the true costs of the new rule come into view.
Contrary to the impression conveyed in the climate change debate, U.S. and European carbon emissions are decreasing year-over-year. According to the EPA's own data, emissions per kilowatt-hour from coal-fueled electricity generation in the United States have been reduced nearly 90 percent since 1970.
That decline is more than offset by rising emissions in the rest of the world. China is on pace to build a new 500 MW coal plant every week -- for the next 30 years. And with a per-capita GDP that's 1/8h that of the U.S., China is not going to be sympathetic to suggestions that it limit its own energy growth in order to "atone" for a history of high emissions from the U.S. and Europe.
What's true for China is equally true elsewhere among the rising Pacific economies. The U.S. IEA projects that coal will supplant natural gas as the leading source for electricity generation in the 10 ASEAN nations, where energy demand is growing at more than double the global rate. Add in India, where carbon emissions are projected to rise by 60 percent from 2020 to 2040, and it's easy to see why a recent headline in the New Indian Express's editorial read: "Obama's Energy Policy to Benefit India and China."
There is absolutely no evidence that energy self-abnegation -- de-development as one of the President's advisors has called it -- on the part of the United States will spur other countries to slow their own industrialization. There's no leading by example here, if the impact on emerging economies is to stagnate at subsistence-level living.
So by all means let's look for ways to reduce carbon emissions. But we need a better plan than one that keeps tens of millions of Americans in energy poverty, puts the U.S. economy on a low- to no-growth track, and increases our energy-dependence exposure to nations that may use that leverage for political gain: All for a paper-thin reduction in projected global temperature by 2100.
For the next 120 days, the EPA's new rule is open for comment. Here's one: There has got to be a better way.

Daniel McGroarty, principal of Carmot Strategic Group, an issues management firm in Washington, D.C., served in senior positions in the White House and at the Department of Defense.
(AP Photo)



See Mr. President.
You Flying South Central Colors.
Thang Iz Barry O
Gansta Wanna Be.
You For Sure Ain't Got Da Back To Da Yak.

Never Had It. 

Never Will. 

How's life all up in Bill 'Da Bitch' Ayers Zipper.
Cause Da Word On da Street. 
You Nothin But A Gay Ass Crack Smokin Hood Rat WannaBe.

You as phoney as a 3 dollar bill. 
Queer az hell.

Reggie Love.
Your lifetime 'Body Man' have your daily 8Ball secured yet Sir?
Squeaky Little Queer.  

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All that said Mr. President.
I am one of the Presidents Men.
A Marine.
Sworn To Honor.
Sworn To Protecting My President.
Yeah.
As such. 
I would lay my life down for you.
And Pray and only hope that My God forgives me.

Sir.
You even sicken Allah.
A embarrassment to every Muslim that walks the earth.  

You spread and condone hate across the globe.
Putin laughs at you. As well gives clear, concise Yak to The New York Times regarding what a sad ass bitch you really are.

But not to worry Sir.
50% of this once great country will vote for you and your kind again.
Hillary Da Pig Iz In The Wingz. 
Ready to take over with her lying, murderous wayz.  

Yep.
The Democratic Party.
Say.
Democrats.
Still Supporting The K.K.K.
Your Hateful Enforcement Arm.


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Ku Klux Klan - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

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Ku Klux Klan - Facts & Summary - HISTORY.com

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And hapless ignorant America screamin loud and proud for their Democratic Party Flag.
Clueless as ever.
Way out of touch would be a cyclopedia upgrade.
But here Ya All are. Standing Tall and Stupid. Ready to elect more Liers, Cheats and Murderers.

Hill.
and 
Bill.


 
At this time The Author wants to sincerely apologize for yet Another Google/Blogger Dot Com Fuck Up In The Guise Of Italic Letters.

Yo.
Google.
Ever Gonna Pay Me For The Ad Sense Dollars You Owe Me.
No.
Didn't Think So You Cheap Corporate Schiester Ass Holes.

Oh well.
Fuck Your Muthufuckin Fat Ass Hoe Mammas.
Faggots.

Oh. 
That's Bad. 
I Can't Say It.
Fuck you Too.

Have A Great Day.



Ryan. Out.    



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Sunday, June 8, 2014

Ryanindaswamp / Man In Da Street


Way Damn Long Over Due



America
Peep's

Ya All
For
Damn
Sure

Da 
Most 
Beautiful 
Of 
The 
Most 
Beautiful Best. 

My Bad

Regarding 
Lack 
Of 
Props

On Da 100

No 
One 
Comes
Even
Close
To 
Blowin
It 
Up
Here
In 
Da Swamp
Than
Ya All.

Actually.
5
Times
The 
Numbers
Of
All
The Rest. 

Combined.

GOD BLESS
Each
And
Every
One Of
Ya All.

Sunday, June 8, 2014

Ryanindaswamp / Man In Da Street

Stuck In Solemn Sunday Solitude

Was 
Momentarily 
Blind This Morning
09:37

I Was At A Meeting.
Business.
Properly Attired.
Thirty Minutes Early.

Lifelong Protocol.
Early Before Designated Arrival Time.
Always Ahead Of The Game.

There 

Am 
Sipping Dark Brew 
And
Green Tea 
Thru 
My 
Large 
Coffee Bottle.
Been 
Drinking Green Tea 
In 
My Coffee
Since 
1978.

So.
There 

Am.

Un Aware 
That 
Blindness 
Is 
Just Around
The 
Corner 
Waiting 
To Dis Able 
All 
Retina
Cornea
Function.

Deep
Cornea
Napalm 
Injections
Had
Nothing
On 
This

That's When It Happened. 

Through 
The 
Door 
Walks 

Women.
Scantily 
Clad 
In 

Very Very 
Tight.
Short.
Sleeveless.
Mini Dress.
High Heels.

Her 
Walk 
Demeanor
Is
Haughty.
Arrogant.

Her 
Sleeveless 
Short
Tight
Mini Dress.

Reveals.
Way Da Fuck Too Much.

Upper Arms.

Hanging.

Jiggling.

Circumference. 
Diameter.
Shear Volume.

Astoundingly Deadly.

Girls Upper Forearms
Are
Actually
Larger 
In
All 
The 
Above
Description
Than
Both
Of 
My Thieghs
And
Then Some
Put Together.

Ms. 300 LBS. 
Plus
Starts
To 
Chat 
With 
Other 
Women
Attending 
The 
Meeting.

Girl Rhinosorous
Begins 
Yakkin
To
The 
Other
Women
In
Regards
Her 
Boyfriend.

Yeah.
Dats Right.
Some Idiot
Is 
Actually
Banging
This 
Elephant.

It 
Was 
At 
This Point.
That 
My 
Sight Hit The Wall.

Taking 
Complete Leave 
Of 
My 
Biological Being.

In 
My 
Momentary 
Blindness.
My 
Thoughts 
Drifted
To
The 
Korowai Tribe
Of
Indonesian, New Guinea.



In 
This 
Quick 
Dimensional
Mind Transformation. 


Envisioned 
Girl 
As 
The 
Featured
Months Sustenance Program.
 
It
Was
Binney Da Pit Pup



That Brought Me Back
To Civilization
With 
Her 
Tug
On 
The Leash.


Look 
Of 
Shear Fright
Engulfed 
Her 
Beautiful
Pup
Eyes. 

Breaking 
Loose 
Amidst
Torturous
Dawg 
Groans.

Pup
Hit 
Da Door
Running.

American Women.

You 
Have 
Become 
A
Roving Heard
Of 
Scantily
Dressed Buffalo.

Roaming 
Your 
Obese/Fat
Hoe Selves
Through 
The 
By Ways
And
Streets
Of
America.

And

Actually
Getting Banged
By 
Sub Intelligent 
Horn Dog Maggots.
Idiots.


Get Some 
Of 
Dis 
American Men.

Read 
The Following
And
Weep.

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Ya All Get The Picture

Bon Appe'tit America



Citizens Cemetery 
Flagstaff, Arizona

My 
Last 
Stop 
Off 
Here 
In 
America 
Before 
My 
Self Imposed 
Expatriate Status 
To 
Another 
Country 
For 
The 
Rest 
Of 
My Life. 

I Have Been
Visiting
This
Place Since
1966. 



Little Did I Know
Back Then
That

Would
Some
Day
Mourn
The 
Loss
Of 
Many
Of
My 
Brothers In Arms.

Damn.
Fuckin 
Tears.





Hangin.
Chillin.
With Me.
Surrounded
By
Their
Playful
Load
Cacophony. 

Black Birds
Bigga
Than
Iggy Da Dog 
The
Chu Wah Wah.


Giant Black Ravan

Flying 
Chillin 
Showing 
Off 
Their 
Amazing 
Selves 
Under 
The 
Grace 
And 
Beauty 
Of 
GOD's
Own 
Beautiful Creation.

 

Over One 
Mile 
High 
Up 
In 
Some 
Hidden Stratosphere.
No Doubt World's Apart.



There 
Are 
Many 
Favorite 
Haunts 
Of 
Mine 
As It Were 
Up Here 
In 
The Mountains. 

My 
Favorite 
Is 
Sitting 
Right Here 
On 
This
Century Old
Bench 
Surrounded 
By 
Mountains 
Topped 
With 
Electric 
Emerald Green. 
Skies
Oh
So 
So
Pure Crystal Blue. 
Air So Very Crisp.
Literally
Takes
One's
Breath
Away. 



The Cemetery 
Goes 
Back 
To 
It's
Inception 
214 Years. 

Without 

Doubt 
My 
Favorite 
Section 
Are
The 
Veteran Acres. 
Surrounded 
By Never Ending
100 Plus Year Old Pine Trees.  
Acres
Upon
Acres 
Of
Rolling Carpets 
Of
Ancient Green.
A Magical Tint
That
Only
GOD
And 
Time Can Provide.

Literally Thousands 
Of 
My Brothers 
Resting 
In 
Serene Beautiful Peace.
Now Afforded The Rest
They So Deserving ly 
Earned 
After Laying Down 
The 
Ultimate of Service
To
This Once Great Country. 




Graves 
Of 
Entire Families.

Great, Great, Great Grandfathers 
Who 
Answered 
The 
Call 
Surrounded 
By 
Family Members 
Who As Well
Sacraficed
The
Ultimate.
All 
The 
Way 
Up 
Through
Generations
To 
Their 
Great, Great, Great Grandchildren.
Who Laid Down The Ultimate 
Of
All
Sacrifices.
Some Grave Sites Abandoned 
For 
The 
Simple Fact 
That Families Just Faded Away. 

 

Just Amazing On Every Level.

 


 

It 
Is 
The 
Vietnam Veterans 
Who
Rest 
In 
Peace. 
Grabbing 
The 
Main
Soul
Felt
Of All My Attention.

Moving 
From 
Resting Place 
To 
Resting Place. 
Saluting 
My 
Fallen 
Brothers 
And 
If 
Necessary 
A
Quick
Thorow
Cleaning Up Of Their Resting Place.

Their
Is 
One 
Grave
Out
Of 
The Many 
Of 
Vietnam Graves
That 
Grabs My Attention. 

Every Morning.

With 

Prayer 
And 
A
Salute.

I
Stand
Tall
With
Respect.

With
Humbling
Honor.

To
The
Two Marine Brothers. 
Born Three Years Apart. 

Serving Together Side By Side.
Fighting Together Side By Side.

Bravely
With
Honor
These 
Two Brothers 
Both 
Left 
This 
Dimension 
On 
The Same Day. 

February 1969. 
Giving
It
The 
Ultimate All
For
LT.

Dying 
For 
No 
In 

War 
For
No
Other 
Reason Except 
Lining The Pockets 
Of 
American Politicians 
Buried 
Oh
So 
The Fuck
Deep 
In 
The 
Pockets
Of
The
American Military Industrial Complex. 
Or 
As 
President/General Dwight David Eisenhower 
Defined This Giant Pimp Machine. 
'The American Industrial Military Congress'.

To This Day. 
As 
Far 
As 

Am 
Concerned. 
The Only Reason 
The 
Poor 
And 
Lower Middle Class 
Of 
This 
Country 
Picke 
Up 
Weapons 
In 
The 
First Place 
In Jungles Worlds
Upon
Worlds 
Away 
Is For Money That
Lines The Pockets Of 
The One Percent
Of
This
Country.
Furthering
Their
Large 
Grotesque Stacks($) 
Of 
Bukoo Green.
All
Of
This
Death
And
Bloodshed
Facilitated.
Directed.
Propagated.
Guided.
By
This
Countries
Very
Own
'Spook' Brigade.
C.I.A.
Who
As
Well
Line
Their
Greedy
Pockets
From The Blood
Of
Others.

Ain't Dat Right.
'Spook' Bitches.

Forget How Devastating
On Every Level 
This Senseless War Was 
In The First Place.

Under The Auspicious
Laid Down Guideline
Of
Keeping 
Communism 
Out 
Of 
South Vietnam? 

Nigga Pleezee.
South Vietnam 
Today 
Is 
Communist. 

As Well A Thriving Economy
Deep Into Manufacturing.

The 
Only
Point That This Country Goes 
To War Is The All Mighty Dollar. 

Dollars 
So 
Fuckin 
Phat 
That Congress 
And 
The 
Senate 
Can 
Not 
Line 
Their 
Corrupt 
Pockets 
Quick 
Enough 
With 
The 
Lobbyists Stacks($).

I Touched On This Before.

Sub Surface Brine's

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Without 
Sub Surface Brine's 
There Would Be No Lithium Batteries.
Afghanistan 
Is 
So 
Very 
Rich 
In 
Sub Surface Brine's 
One Can Literally Not Take 

Step 
Without 
These 
Miracle Minerals 
Right Under Their Boots.

So 
Again. 
The 
Poor 
Fight 
To 
Enrich 
The 
Wealthy 
With 
Profits Iinto 
The 
Bukoo. 

Military Personnel 
Who 
Are 
Blessed 
And 
Fortunate
To 
Return 
Home 
Are 
Cast Aside 
And 
In 
Many 
Cases 
Cursed. 

Nothing New Here.

Those Growing Phat
From
Lithium.

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Just To Name A few.


The 
United States 
Has Just Set Up 
Military Operations 
In 
Africa.

Can anyone out there tell me why?

Sub Surface Brine's. 

The Method 
Of 
Sub Surface Brine Harvesting
In
Africa.

Makes
19th Slave Labor
In America
Look
Like
A
Walk
On A Bali Beach
At Sunset.











 

America.
Wake Da Fuck Up.

Ryan. Out.


Tail End

 

For Real

World

Ya All 
Blowing 
Dis 
Old Mans 
Mind.

2014.06.08

United States
Ukraine
Belgium
France
Turkey 
India
Netherlands
Poland
Russia
China
Singapore
Hungry
Venezuela
Pakistan
South Africa
Canada
Mexico
Philippines
Netherlands
On and On and On
Countries I have never even heard of.   

Damnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.

Ya All Humble Dis Old Man To Death.

Ukraine

Don't 
Know 
What 
To 
Say.
For Sure
Ukraine. 
Swamp Love Ya All.
GOD BLESS.
Now Ya All Be Good. 

Russia
  
Yo.
Vladdy. 
You 
Hittin 
Up 
Da Swamp?
Didn't 
Yo 
Mamma 
Tell 
You 
Bout 
Da Swamp.

China

For Real

Ya All So Beautiful.
GOD BLESS 
Ya All
Who 
Ever 
Your
Beautiful 
GOD 
Iz.

Just 

Big 
Phat
Swamp 
Thank You.
Swamp Love 
Ya All
By 
Da Bustillions.     

Ya All 
Got 
Me 
Up
In 

South Central L.A. 
Mood.
29th & Crenshaw 
Representing.

So Here 
Ya All
Go.



You  
Damn 
Sure 
Ventured 
Into 
Da Swamp
Dis B What It All Bout

GOD BLESS
And 
Max Love World
Thank Ya All So Much

Enjoy   

Oh Yeah.
One Last Thang.

Ain't Dissin 
Ya All 
Regarding Comments. 
Dey 
Up 
Into 
Da 
Thousands 
And 
Thousands.

Honestly.


Don't 
Know 
What 
To Do.

Swamp Love
Ya All
Each 
And 
Every 
One 
Of 
Ya.